What Su Zimo wanted to refine was a gigantic axe.
During this period of time, Little Fatty had helped him a lot.
The previous time they fought, Su Zimo even unintentionally dug five holes in Little Fatty's gigantic axe.
That gigantic axe was made for Little Fatty.
Another hour passed. While the other cultivators were starting to shape, Su Zimo had just finished smelting and assumed a lotus position, recovering his spirit qi while waiting for the Weapon Tripod to cool down.
He had already eliminated a few disciples with this step.
Those disciples did not manage to control the cooling temperature properly and could not shape the weapon – all their efforts were for naught.
Another 15 minutes passed. Suddenly, Su Zimo stood up and conjured a pair of hands with spirit qi, extending them into the Weapon Tripod to begin shaping.
On the other side, a series of clanging sounds could be heard.
He had already begun tempering.
Each time the wind hammer struck, it would refine the impurities in the flying sword once more, causing it to be even tougher.
The flying sword that was burned scarlet let let out sparks under the strikes of the wind hammer. In reality, those sparks were the impurities in the flying sword that fell to the bottom of the tripod.
On the other side, Su Zimo was also done with his shaping.
"What's that? A gigantic axe?"
"Furthermore, isn't that axe way too stupid? It's a waste of spirit qi to control. Who would use that?"
"That's right. That gigantic axe has already lost the nimbleness of a spirit weapon. Instead, it's more like a weapon of the pugilistic world. It's inferior."
Outside the hall, many disciples were discussing Su Zimo's gigantic axe.
Little Fatty was the only one who blinked and thought of a possibility.
Su Zimo's expression was calm as usual. After shaping, he conjured a Level 3 Spirit Fire once more and began to burn the gigantic axe.
Before long, the gigantic axe was burned to a sparkling scarlet state.
Just as Su Zimo was about to start tempering, Feng Haoyu was already done.
At that moment, Feng Haoyu hesitated.
The next step was the most crucial step of weapon refinement – spirit gathering.
Right now, Feng Haoyu's advantage was obvious. Be it the shape of the spirit artifact or the speed of its refinement, he was superior to Su Zimo.
However, if the spirit gathering failed and the flying sword exploded, he would be eliminated immediately.
Choosing to gather spirit required a lot of courage.
In these few months, Feng Haoyu had indeed succeeded in gathering spirit once, but at such a crucial moment, he did not dare to gamble.
After hesitating for a long time, Feng Haoyu gave up on spirit gathering and directly placed the refined flying sword into cold water.
With a piercing sound, green smoke billowed as the flying sword took shape!
For this Weapon Peak face-off, Feng Haoyu was the first to refine a spirit weapon. He then placed his flying sword on the table and returned to his original spot, looking at Su Zimo calmly.
"Senior Brother Feng won!"
"That's right. Unless Su Zimo successfully gathers his spirit, there's no way he can win."
"Successful spirit gathering? Hehe, was that even possible? Don't forget, it hasn't even been a year since he entered the sect. Under such a tense and exciting atmosphere, even if a high grade weapon refiner were to come, the chances of spirit gathering would be greatly reduced. "
The many Spirit Peak disciples watching outside heaved a sigh of relief.
The second to complete his tempering was Xue Yi of Weapon Peak.
With a Level 2 Spirit Fire, Xue Yi's weapon refinement speed was much faster than others.
The next step was spirit gathering.
Unlike Feng Haoyu, Xue Yi did not give up and chose spirit gathering!
When he saw that, the disheveled old man nodded to himself.
To be fair, Feng Haoyu's talent in weapon refinement was indeed decent and even surpassed Xue Yi's. However, he lacked the courage.
If Feng Haoyu had chosen spirit gathering earlier on, the disheveled old man would have truly thought highly of him.
Even if they did not know weapon refinement, many disciples knew how difficult spirit gathering was.
Xue Yi's choice of spirit gathering attracted many gazes.
With a grim expression, Xue Yi carefully controlled the spirit qi within the Weapon Tripod and slowly channeled it towards the sword.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang out from within the tripod. It was extremely clear in the hall.
Oh no!
Xue Yi knew that things were bad.
Many disciples shook their heads.
That sound was the sound of cracks appearing on the sword.
True enough.
The next moment, there was a cracking sound!
A loud sound rang out from Xue Yi's Weapon Tripod as the flying sword exploded. The shards ricocheted against the walls of the tripod, letting out a series of clanging sounds.
Spirit gathering failed.
Smiling bitterly, Xue Yi put away his Weapon Tripod and bowed to the five peak masters before leaving the Weapon Refinement Hall.
The explosion of his flying sword meant that he was eliminated.
Following that, the other disciples completed their weapon refinement one after another. Other than Xue Yi, none of them dared to attempt spirit gathering.
Right then, Su Zimo heaved a sigh of relief and ended his tempering.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Countless gazes landed on Su Zimo.
Some of the Weapon Peak disciples had a hint of anticipation in their gazes.
Su Zimo had already become the final hope of Weapon Peak.
If Su Zimo failed as well, it would mean that the number one of Weapon Peak would be snatched away by an outer peak disciple!
Even though they were all fellow disciples of the same sect, that was not an honor for Weapon Peak.
Pausing for a moment, Su Zimo suddenly did something that shocked everyone – he removed his Weapon Tripod!
"What, what is he doing?"
"Is he giving up on spirit gathering?"
"I'm not sure."
If Su Zimo gave up on spirit gathering, all he had to do was remove the gigantic axe from the Weapon Tripod and soak it in cold water.
If he chose spirit gathering, there was no need for him to remove his Weapon Tripod.
Right in front of everyone, Su Zimo's expression was grim as he manipulated the spirit qi around the gigantic axe and started to condense it around the axe.
Spirit gathering!
Su Zimo still chose spirit gathering.
However, this scene was truly a little strange.
Throughout history, there had never been a Weapon Refinement Master who would remove his Weapon Tripod during spirit gathering.
It was way too dangerous for Weapon Refinement Masters and was completely unnecessary.
If the spirit gathering failed and the spirit weapon exploded, the Weapon Refinement Master would be the first to suffer.
"Hmm?"
When the disheveled old man saw that, his heart tightened as he stood up instinctively, wanting to stop Su Zimo.
However, at that moment, Su Zimo had already begun spirit gathering.
If the disheveled old man interrupted and Su Zimo was distracted, the spirit gathering would definitely fail.
Frowning, the disheveled old man hesitated for a long time before sitting back down. He was tense and prepared to save Su Zimo at any moment.
Feng Haoyu who was initially standing beside Su Zimo was also shocked by that action and dodged to the side hurriedly.
Right then, Su Zimo turned his head and asked with a fake smile while gathering, "Why are you running? Are you scared?"
There was an uproar both inside and outside the hall!
During spirit gathering, one had to be extremely focused and could not afford to be careless. Who would be like Su Zimo? Not only did he remove his Weapon Tripod, he even went to chat with others?
Wasn't he courting death?
In reality, no one knew that Su Zimo relied on his spirit perception to gather spirit.
Even if he was distracted, his spirit perception would warn him the moment there were signs of spirit gathering failing and Su Zimo would naturally stop.
"Lunatic!"
Feng Haoyu remarked coldly and took a few more steps back.
Initially, there were other disciples around Su Zimo. Some of them had just finished refining their weapons and retreated far away without even handing over their flying swords.
Some of them were still refining their spirit weapons when they saw that and were scared out of their wits. They threw their spirit weapons into their Weapon Tripods and turned to run, hating their parents for not giving them an extra pair of legs.
The Weapon Refinement Hall was in chaos.
In the blink of an eye, there was no one else around Su Zimo apart from the five peak masters!
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