In an inn in Western Ancient City.
Ying Ling was still sleeping soundly on the bed.
Beside her, Su Ziyang was standing there.
"There's only one Untrick Pill left. I must refine a few, just in case!"
Thinking of this, Su Ziyang took out the Nine Dragon Cauldron.
Then, with a thought, he extracted a few thousand points of energy from the system panel and placed them in the Nine Dragon Cauldron.
The Nine Dragon Cauldron was opened. As long as the materials were placed inside, he could start refining pills.
Su Ziyang opened the alchemy panel and clicked to refine Untrick Pill.
Refining Untrick Pill requires: Dark Crystal * 1, Demon Blood Essence * 1 drop, Mysterious Yin Essence * a little [one gram can be refined five times].
Then, he clicked to refine.
Refining Untrick Pill, success rate: 91% [Alchemy level + 10%, Nine Dragon Cauldron + 40%, Luck + 41%]
Su Ziyang was already a fifth grade alchemist and had some success rate.
Now, the success rate was as high as 91%.
As expected, four Untrick Pills were refined.
Looking at the five Untrick Pills in his backpack, Su Ziyang raised his eyebrows and was in a good mood.
With these trump cards, he was full of confidence.
As long as it didn't reach the supreme level, no matter how bad you were, one pill would serve you.
As for the supreme level powerhouse, there was no need to be afraid. The game had only opened for two months. As long as he switched back to the player system, the supreme level powerhouse couldn't do anything to him.
This was confidence!
"The refining competition is coming soon. I must improve my refining level."
Su Ziyang muttered to himself.
With a thought, he opened his backpack.
Click to view.
[Burning Dragon Cauldron]
Quality: Epic [Orange]
Effect: Used to refine, it can increase the success rate of refining seventh grade and below equipment by 20%.
The name was nice, but compared to the Nine Dragon Cauldron, it was not a little bit worse.
He began refining.
Then, he took out some materials from his backpack.
Opening the refining panel, he began refining.
Refining iron sword, required materials: iron ore, success rate: 91% [Refining level + 30%, Burning Dragon Cauldron + 20%, Luck + 41%]
Iron sword was a first grade weapon. It was the simplest, but refining it had the same success rate.
For those who had never refined before, the success rate was only 30%.
Su Ziyang took out a lot of materials and crazily clicked to refine.
Ding, refining success!
Ding! Iron sword + 1
Ding! Smithing proficiency + 52.
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Ding! Smithing proficiency + 52.
[Ding! You have leveled up. You are now a first-grade weapon forger.]
Su Ziyang put the iron sword on again and found that the success rate was 100%.
Refining level + 40%
Becoming a Second Grade Blacksmith required 1000 Proficiency Points, and the difficulty increased by 10 times.
However, it didn't matter. He could refine a second-grade weapon.
With this in mind, Su Ziyang took out the refined iron ore and began to forge the refined iron sword.
Ding! Successful crafting!
Ding! Fine Iron Sword + 1
Ding! Smithing proficiency + 104.
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Just like this, Su Ziyang was immersed in refining, forgetting the passage of time.
One day later.
Su Ziyang stopped.
He opened the Secondary Profession Panel and looked at the Seventh Grade Craftsman on it. He couldn't help but nod secretly.
Now, he could sign up for the Armament Refining Competition.
Su Ziyang looked at the sleeping Ying Ling and shook his head slightly, "It seems that the possession of the Ying Ling this time consumed too much of her energy. However, this is also good."
With that, Su Ziyang strode toward the Armament Refining Competition registration point.
The finals would be held in two days.
Obtaining the top three would be qualified to enter the forbidden area.
In other words, the qualification to enter the forbidden area.
Coming to the street, looking around, there were people everywhere.
Compared to two days ago, the number of people had more than doubled.
The entire Western Ancient City was also particularly quiet.
There was a feeling that a storm was about to come.
Not long after.
Su Ziyang came to the Armament Refining Competition registration point.
Here, the crowd was surging, and the queue was long, making Su Ziyang feel a headache.
After using a little trick, Su Ziyang was at the front of the line.
Registration, payment.
Everything went smoothly.
No one clamored, so there was no face slapping.
Everything was going as normal.
However, after he refined a sixth-grade weapon, he still woke up the sleepy examiner.
This could only be regarded as a small interlude, not an accident.
After Su Ziyang received the finals token, he walked toward the inn.
Now, all he needed to do was to prepare.
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Western Empire, in a hall of the imperial palace.
Tai Suo sat on the dragon throne.
Beside him sat an incomparably handsome man. Looking at his identity, he was even nobler than Tai Suo.
This person was the messenger of the God Race stationed in the Western Empire, Qiao Er.
"God Qiao, do you have any orders?"
Tai Suo leaned over and asked Qiao Er.
"Emperor Tai Suo, you can do as you please." Qiao Er said.
"Yes, God Qiao!"
Tai Suo nodded and looked at the officials below.
"If there's anything, please report. If there's nothing, the court is dismissed."
"Emperor."
At this time, a minister stood up.
"The number of people who entered the finals has already reached 50."
As soon as these words came out, the surroundings were shocked.
The ministers below were even more discussing.
"What? 50 people, when did there become so many sixth-grade blacksmiths? "
"I couldn't tell that the Heaven Awaken Continent is really full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons!"
"Yes, yes!"
When Tai Suo heard the minister's words, his expression also froze.
He didn't expect that there would actually be so many sixth-grade blacksmiths.
With so many people, accidents would easily occur.
The more difficult it was for his son to enter the top three.
He had to think of something.
Tai Suo secretly frowned and began to think.
"The heavens are really blessing my Western Empire! There are actually so many talents, congratulations! "
"Pass down my order!"
"From today onwards, open the Golden Cloud Mine for two days."
"Only 100,000 gold coins, you can enter."
Tai Suo's voice faintly echoed in the hall.
"Yes, Emperor!"
Soon, the messenger retreated.
Regarding all this, Qiao Er just sat there calmly, neither happy nor sad. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
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Western Empire, in a certain mansion.
A young man with messy hair stood in front of a furnace, fiddling with all kinds of unknown potions in his hands.
From time to time, he would take out a drop and place it in the furnace.
"Zi … …"
A ball of green light rushed to the roof and burst out with a scream.
The young man seemed to have been prepared and had already covered his ears.
"As expected."
The young man's face was full of radiance as he nodded repeatedly.
This person was the pavilion master of the Artifact Pavilion — Wu Chen.
"Boss, boss!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
The vice pavilion master quickly ran in and stood in front of Wu Chen. He clasped his fists and said, "Boss, good news, very good news!"
"Don't dawdle, quickly say it." Wu Chen said.
"Emperor Tai Suo has already announced that he will open the Golden Cloud Mine. As long as you pay 100,000 gold coins, you can enter to mine." The old man said.
"Golden Cloud Mine?"
Wu Chen frowned, a trace of displeasure appeared on his face.
"Emperor Tai Suo's heart is really something! In order to earn money, he actually opened a waste mine! "Wu Chen said.
"Boss, then are we still going?"
"Go, of course we're going! If we can dig out a diamond crystal, then I have absolute confidence in entering the top three in the Artifact Refining Competition. "Wu Chen said.
"Boss, then I'll go arrange it?"
"En."
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