"If you have any objections, you can ask your father to come over, but I don't mind massacring your Qin family."
Before leaving, Feng Wuchen threw down another sentence that made Young Master Qin despair.
Young Master Qin sat on the ground as if he had lost his soul. His eyes were filled with fear and despair.
Young Master Qin regretted provoking Feng Wuchen for no reason. Moreover, he had provoked a big shot that he couldn't afford to offend.
Cutting his tongue meant that he wouldn't be able to speak for the rest of his life.
Young Master Qin took out a weapon and hesitated. Should he cut his tongue or not?
If he did, at least he could live. If he didn't, he would die without a doubt. Moreover, the Qin family couldn't do anything to Feng Wuchen.
Everyone in the hall looked at Young Master Qin, waiting for him to cut his tongue. Many of them had gloating smiles on their faces.
"Young Master Qin, cut it. Your life is more important."
"Yeah, if you don't cut it now, you'll lose your life."
"Young Master Qin isn't scared, is he? He's usually so powerful. How did he become a coward? "
Everyone in the hall added insult to injury. They seemed to have forgotten Young Master Qin's identity.
Under everyone's provocation, Young Master Qin pulled out the tip of his tongue and cut it off with his other hand without hesitation.
"Ah …"
Blood gushed out and pain spread through his body. Young Master Qin screamed like a pig being slaughtered. His mouth was full of blood.
Seeing Young Master Qin really cut off his tongue, everyone couldn't help but jump in fright.
How much courage did it take to cut his own tongue?
Young Master Qin, who was screaming, fainted soon after.
"Why?" At this time, a middle-aged man walked out and said to the guard, "Take him back to the Qin family for treatment."
"He's lucky to be alive. That Brother Feng is merciful."
"If it was someone else, Young Master Qin wouldn't be alive today."
"Isn't that so? That's what happens when one is unlucky. Young Master Qin is no exception."
Everyone was discussing.
"He's willing to cut his tongue to survive. What a talent." Feng Wuchen sneered. He also heard Young Master Qin's heart-wrenching scream.
Qiao Sanfeng respectfully led Feng Wuchen to the Chamber of Commerce's palace.
"Third Elder, why are you in such a hurry?" In the hall, Feng Wuchen intentionally asked. In truth, he had already guessed Qiao Sanfeng's thoughts.
Qiao Sanfeng looked outside the palace. When he saw that there was no one around, he quickly bowed respectfully and said, "Master, please accept my bow. Please give me some pointers on crafting."
"Third Elder, you're exaggerating. I'm only at the Spiritual Level. I'm not an expert, so I don't dare to give you pointers. Don't scare me." Feng Wuchen smiled bitterly with a helpless look.
"Brother Feng, you don't have to hide it from me. You can't fool me. You can tell where I'm lacking just by my aura. Even a Xiantian grade weapon refiner can't do that." Qiao Sanfeng smiled bitterly.
Qiao Sanfeng was not stupid. As an Immortal grade weapon refiner, he had seen many powerful weapon refiners. Therefore, he was sure that Feng Wuchen was a powerful weapon refiner.
"Brother Feng, I haven't had the slightest breakthrough in the Immortal grade for many years, and I haven't improved much in weapon refinement. I'm sure you can give me some pointers." Qiao Sanfeng bowed again.
Seeing Qiao Sanfeng's sincerity and the fact that he was the Chamber of Commerce's third elder, Feng Wuchen thought carefully and decided to give him some pointers.
"Alright, but you have to keep it a secret for me." Feng Wuchen promised.
"Great! Thank you, Brother Feng! Brother Feng, don't worry, I won't tell anyone even if I die. "Qiao Sanfeng was overjoyed and excited.
"The reason why Third Elder's weapon refinement realm hasn't improved at all is because there's too much fire poison accumulated in your body." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.
"Fire poison?" Qiao Sanfeng's old face became slightly solemn. "Fire poison is indeed a huge problem. I've been expelling it for so many years. Although it's not very effective, I can still suppress it a little."
Whether it was the Mortal World or the Heaven Realm, as long as one was an alchemist or a weapon refiner, they would accumulate fire poison in the process of refining.
"When it comes to weapon refinement, the choice of materials is also a problem. The quantity is neither too much nor too little. Sometimes, too much will make it impossible to refine. The age of the materials must be sufficient. Of course, these are all small problems. Just pay more attention." Feng Wuchen said lightly.
"The real problem lies in the process of weapon refinement. The various details of the fusion of materials, the control of the fire, and the control of soul force. Every material has a different melting point, so it's not easy to fuse them. After a long time, too much spiritual energy and soul force will be consumed. This is your shortcoming." Feng Wuchen said indifferently.
"Brother Feng is right. Please give me some pointers." Qiao Sanfeng became more and more excited. He stared at Feng Wuchen without blinking.
Next, Feng Wuchen personally refined the immortal weapon. At the same time, he patiently guided Qiao Sanfeng, pointing out all the details that he had to pay attention to and Qiao Sanfeng's shortcomings one by one. He also helped Qiao Sanfeng solve these shortcomings.
In less than an hour, Qiao Sanfeng had benefited greatly. The problem that had troubled him for many years was solved, and he had also grasped many profound essences. This made him extremely excited. He felt as if he had become dozens of years younger.
In less than an hour of guidance, Qiao Sanfeng realized that Feng Wuchen's terrifying attainments in weapon refinement were not something that ordinary Innate grade weapon refiners could compare to.
Qiao Sanfeng even secretly guessed that Feng Wuchen had most likely reached the Heaven Immortal grade or even the Divine grade.
Of course, what Qiao Sanfeng did not know was that Feng Wuchen was indeed only at the Spirit grade. It was just that he had mastered a powerful weapon refinement technique.
There was a certain difference between the immortal weapons of the mortal world and those of the heavenly realm. After all, the materials used to refine them were different.
Immortal weapons refined in the heavenly realm were more powerful than those in the mortal world, and divine weapons were no exception.
This was because the heavenly realm was more powerful than the mortal world.
"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master! "Qiao Sanfeng was so excited that he bowed repeatedly. He even changed the way he addressed Feng Wuchen.
"Third Elder, you're too kind. I don't dare to be your Master." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.
"Master, don't be modest. With your attainments in weapon refinement, even a Heaven Immortal grade weapon refiner might not be as good as you," Qiao Sanfeng said excitedly. He never thought that Feng Wuchen, who he had accidentally met, was such a powerful weapon refiner.
"Third Elder, you're praising me too much." Feng Wuchen shook his head helplessly.
"Third Elder, the Qin family is here." At this moment, the leader of the guards came to report.
"Qin Hao?" Qiao Sanfeng frowned slightly. He naturally guessed the purpose of the Qin family's visit.
The leader said respectfully, "They want to see Brother Feng."
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