Treasure-hunting: Into the Unknown

With a smile on their faces, Queenie and Rebecca clapped their hands to celebrate their success.

As they had passed the assessment, they got off the stage first. Seeing Zachary waiting for them at the bottom of the stage, they went up to him.

"Congratulations," Zachary said with a grin.

"I bet you were rooting for us to fail," Queenie said abruptly.

"Why would you think that?" Zachary asked, puzzled.

"Because if we failed while you passed, then we couldn't bother you anymore," Queenie replied.

"I highly doubt that you'll ever stop bothering me regardless. Besides, with your power, I can never run away from you," Zachary said as he smiled wryly.

"Well, you're not wrong," Queenie replied as she stared at him.

One by one, the other disciples in the same group as Queenie and Rebecca soon completed the refining process. However, their grades were not as good as the two girls, and they all failed.

"Now it's your turn to take the assessment. Break a leg, and make our college proud," Queenie added at once.

Zachary smiled and went up the stage together with the other disciples in his group. The disciples of the Shura College sized him up with hostility in their eyes. Since Queenie and Rebecca had just passed the assessment, the disciples of the Shura College were jealous of their achievement.

On Zachary's way to his weapon refining table, he felt that someone from his behind was almost about to knock into him. He then moved slightly and dodged the coming hit in time. Despite that, his shoulder was still rubbed. He frowned, turned around and saw a handsome young man whose cultivation level was probably at the medium stage of Heaven Level. From the young man's taunting expression and abrasive manner, Zachary supposed he was a young master of some clan.

"Watch where you're going, you moron," the young man snarled and stared at Zachary arrogantly. Not surprised that he did not apologize, Zachary just blinked at him and continued to move forward.

The young man was evidently annoyed by Zachary's reaction, but because of the coming assessment, he decided to teach h

won praise from the judges laughed mockingly from time to time.

It was getting dark. After a short discussion, one of the judges declared, "It's getting late. You have one more hour to finish the refinement. If you can't make it, you will fail."

Yet, at that moment, Zachary was still in the third step, and one hour was obviously not enough for him.

Many started losing interest in watching his performance. Some even started booing and jeering at him, trying to get him off the stage.

Then, the weapon that was still being refined in Zachary's hand suddenly shone with cyan light. The crowd let out a collective gasp. It was known that a weapon could not give off such light before it was shaped.

Unable to explain such a weird scene, the judges rose to their feet with a puzzled look on their faces.

After the light flashed, Zachary suddenly threw the weapon into the furnace as if he had just given up the refinement.

The crowd gasped again.

"He just gave up, didn't he? I knew it," the young man smirked.

Queenie and Rebecca were equally stunned and puzzled.

Then, Zachary lifted the cold water tank and poured the cold water into the furnace. Immediately, steam hissed out of the furnace, drifted in the wind, and spread around.

Then, a dazzling cyan light erupted from the furnace.

As the witnesses of the whole scene, the crowd exchanged shocked glances with each other.