Small Village Doctor Cultivation

Emperor Qi 4226
Ning Caichen walked over, which happened to be the place where the previous craftsman was refining.

"Hehe! This position is very busy today, and the success rate of refining weapons here is much higher." Ning Caichen said with a smile.

This location is indeed the best for today's luck, so many people gather here, it happens to be the place where the aura of the magic circle gathers.

It is easy to give birth to spirituality by absorbing aura with a magic weapon, so making a magic weapon can get twice the result with half the effort.

Everyone cast contemptuous glances at Ning Caichen.He scoffed at his words, not thinking of any kind of explanation at all.

Ning Caichen took out pieces of iron ingots.

The hand quickly formed a seal, and a flame shot out.

The iron ingot is burned by the flame and melts quickly.

"Oh my god! It's a real baby master."

"Cut! The master of the real baby stage is not a craftsman, it's too rubbish, no wonder you need to find a place with good feng shui."

"Hehe! Isn't there no intention to find words to comfort yourself? If you know it, don't expose it."

One by one satirized Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen smiled bitterly, and told them kindly, but was ridiculed instead, it was really kind to be struck by lightning.

Ning Caichen was not ridiculed by others, neither happy nor sad, and quickly formed a dharma seal refining weapon.

Others beat the iron block with a hammer, and while beating, real fire is sprayed out to heat it.

Ning Caichen is a master of the real baby stage, he burned it directly with real fire, and then directly engraved the magic circle, all in one go.

Seeing that Ning Caichen had stopped, they all laughed.

"See, it failed in less than a minute."

"If you don't have the talent for crafting, don't force yourself and suffer."

Amidst all the taunts, they all showed schadenfreude smiles, and suddenly the smiles froze.

A golden light burst out from the flying sword in Ning Caichen's hand.

There are eight halo golden rings.

Everyone was dumbfounded!
"The eighth-rank top-grade refiner, it can't be true!"

"Am I dreaming?"

"Is it really a rare throne there?"

Everyone came back to their senses, still deeply shocked in their hearts, and couldn't believe that a master refiner who was more powerful than the president of the refiner suddenly appeared.

Many gray-haired old men ran in, and saw the flying sword in Ning Caichen's hand glowing with golden light and eight halos.

Both eyes shot fanatical admiration.

"The junior has met the senior." All the old men knelt down on one leg and saluted.

"Greetings, senior." All trembling with fright, they hurriedly knelt down to pay respects.

This is Emperor Qi, one level higher than Emperor Qi.

"Get up!" Ning Caichen said calmly.

"Thank you Emperor Qi!"

They stood up one by one, all with serious faces, some with trembling legs, afraid that Emperor Qi would make trouble for them.

Everyone wants to cry, but you are the Qi Emperor, why are you here for the assessment?

Isn't this playing people?

Don't go too far when you're joking!

"This is your badge, please keep it!" Badge tremblingly handed a eight-color badge to Ning Caichen with both hands.

Ning Caichen picked it up casually.

Then the badge asked Ning Caichen to join the Artifact Master Guild, and the treatment was a [-]% discount on all the alchemy materials of the Artifact Master Guild, and he was not subject to any restrictions.

A mansion in the east of the imperial city, including a territory behind the mansion, is all owned by Ning Caichen.

If you are not satisfied, immediately build the imperial palace, which is even more luxurious than the imperial palace.

Whether it is the Mercenary Union, the Alchemist Guild, or the Artifact Refiner Guild, they all build the Emperor's Palace, not the Emperor's Palace.

Therefore, it is really aggrieved for Emperor Qi to enter a palace that is one level short.

(End of this chapter)