Treasure-hunting: Into the Unknown

"Have you finished the weapon refinement?" Parker asked Zachary with a serious expression on his face.

Instead of answering, Zachary casually flipped his hand with his palm out, and a Heaven Level weapon instantly materialized on it.

Parker raised an eyebrow at the flashy gesture, but Zachary only smirked unapologetically. He took the weapon and looked it over, then passed it to the other two masters when he was done. The two masters checked it carefully as well and then nodded to Parker.

"I can't believe you finished refining a Heaven Level weapon in an hour!" Parker exclaimed with a peculiar look on his face, as Zachary ascended all their expectations once again. They knew that not even a disciple whose weapon refining strength was at the King Level could confidently refine a Heaven Level weapon in just an hour.

"I'm just lucky," Zachary said with a shake of his head. "This weapon is probably the easiest to cast among the Heaven Level weapons. Its formula just fell into my lap, and I didn't even think it would be this useful to me."

Hearing that, Parker and the other two masters didn't ask any more questions. After all, Zachary was right. The Heaven Level weapon that he had refined was indeed very easy to be cast. It only took three steps to complete it, so it required less time than other Heaven Level weapons.

As they were talking, the last King Level disciple sauntered confidently out of the weapon refining room. He sneered when he saw Zachary, who was still standing outside, and said proudly, "Boy, you gave up, didn't you? That's the smartest thing you could do, or else you will just make a fool of yourself."

While he was busy insulting Zachary, he didn't notice that the other King Level disciples were casting him pitying looks. It was obvious to everyone, except him, that he was going to be eliminated.

Meanwhile, Zachary gave a cold smile in response to his insults. He couldn't wait to see his face when he realized that he was eliminated. Zachary casually turned away from him and looked at Parker with a grin on his face.

"Now, I declare that the first round of Group 8 is over. Disciple No. 25 is eliminated," Parker announced at once.

"What?" the disciple sputtered in surprise. "Disciple No. 25?! Isn't that me? Why am I eliminated?! Shouldn't he be eliminated?" The disciple pointed at Zachary. The triumphant smile on his face had been wiped clean, and in its place was a look of horror.

"That's because he came out earlier than you did," Par

fishy was going on.

This time, instead of dispersing to collect materials, the four disciples lingered in front of the weapon refining room. They weren't even subtle, as they watched Queenie and Zachary suspiciously.

"Go ahead," Zachary said to Queenie.

"Are you sure?" Queenie hesitated. She felt awkward, as the four were still staring at them suspiciously, bitter frowns engraved deeply on their faces.

"It's okay. We didn't break any rules." Zachary nodded reassuringly at Queenie.

Finally, Queenie gave in and entered the weapon refining room.

Once Queenie was inside, the four disciples targeted Zachary and said, "No wonder that woman was always the first to finish the weapon refinement. You two didn't collect any materials. You must be cheating!"

"Cheating? Do you have any proof?" Zachary quirked an eyebrow at his accuser.

"Do I need any proof? How can you possibly refine a weapon if you didn't even collect the materials? You must have used some tricks to cheat!" the four disciples insisted.

"Who said we didn't collect materials? Don't forget, we have three people here. Joan is in charge of collecting materials," replied Zachary nonchalantly.

It irked the four disciples that Zachary insisted on denying and weren't even paying attention to them. They viewed him as a weakling, and since he wouldn't tell the truth, they intended to make him regret it.

"You brat! Admit that you cheated, and we will let you go. You better tell the truth, or we will make you suffer!" In a blink of an eye, the four disciples threw themselves towards Zachary. If they couldn't make him confess by talking, they would make him yield with force.