Immemorial War God

The disciples of the Taskforce Pavilion were stunned when they heard it. They carefully thought about the rules of the Taskforce Pavilion, then suddenly raised their heads to look at Mo Feng.    

    

"Holy shit, how did he study the rules so thoroughly?" Initially, he had wanted to watch a good show with Mo Feng, but now Wen Ziqing had no choice but to hand over Earth Flaming Lotus.    

    

When the Jade Flame Gate was first established, something like the starting price of the item had occurred. The person who accepted the mission started to extort the price whenever he found something, and in order to eliminate this terrible phenomenon, the sect set up the rules that Mo Feng had mentioned.    

    

The rules back then were very effective on people who came to trade under the mission pavilion, and with the power of the Jade Flame Gate, no one dared to offend the rules, as they did not want Mo Feng to move out now.    

    

"Is there really such a rule?" Wen Ziqing's heart was in a bad state. He had never paid attention to this point before, and there were so many rules and regulations in the Mission Pavilion. He quickly looked towards the disciples of the Mission Pavilion. If it was really like this, then he had the urge to smash his head into a wall and die.    

    

"Yes."    

    

The disciples of the Mission Pavilion looked at the depressed Wen Ziqing, holding back their laughter, they nodded their heads with sullen expressions. It seems that the better part would be to watch a good show with Wen Ziqing.    

    

"Wen Ziqing, you reap what you sow!"    

    

Whoosh.    

    

Wen Ziqing's face instantly paled as he staggered a step back. His face was filled with incredulity as he accepted Mo Feng's mission, finding the things he was looking forward to and passing them over to him, yet now, he didn't even have the power to retract them. His heart felt even worse than if he had eaten sh * t.    

    

"Why is my life so tragic?" He was so depressed in his heart that he was about to cry, but suddenly realized that nothing good had ever happened to him since he had met Mo Feng.    

    

"Wen Ziqing, hand the thing over." Wen Ziqing raised his hand, and Wen Ziqing looked up at Mo Feng. His eyes were filled with unwillingness, but he had no choice but to obediently take out the Earth Volcano.    

    

Mo Feng took the Earth Volcano Lotus, looked at the petite, pure white lotus in his hand, and smiled slightly as he placed it into his storage ring.    

    

"This is your reward." The fatty threw out a storage bag, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer. He still dared to go against Mo Feng, wasn't death clear enough?    

    

When Wen Ziqing received the storage bag, he did not feel happy at all. His entire body seemed as if he had eaten feces, as he walked out without saying a word with a troubled face.    

    

"Wait a moment." Mo Feng's voice resounded as his footsteps paused. He turned his head to look at Mo Feng, and fury spewed out of his eyes.    

    

"Mo Feng, what else do you want to do?"    

    

"Wen Ziqing, many thanks. If there's a mission next time, I will definitely leave it for you." Mo Feng said indifferently.    

    

"Ahem!"    

    

Wen Ziqing choked, he almost wanted to vomit blood. You still want him to do a quest? The shame and anger in his heart instantly went berserk.    

    

"Don't even think about it!"    

    

After which, he rushed out of the door.    

    

"Hahaha!"    

    

Seeing Wen Ziqing's sullen look, the fatty could not help but laugh out loud. He really did not expect that the one who accepted the mission was Wen Ziqing, and dared to threaten them.    

    

Yi Jinglin also laughed and shook his head, but he was a little more reserved than the fatty.    

    

"Alright, let's go back first."    

    

After finding all the things, Mo Feng patted his clothes and headed back home.    

    

However, his smile suddenly froze halfway through as he stared straight at Mo Feng's back, and he fell into deep thought. He realized that there was something that Mo Feng could safely avoid every time he met with a crisis, and that every time he used a different method, strength, and deep calculation …    

    

He rushed back to the cave without stopping. Seeing the tool cauldron s full of golden liquid, Mo Feng carefully took out the Earth Volcano Lotus, afraid that it would be damaged slightly.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

He conjured a spell with his hand, and the fire beneath the tool cauldron blazed. He took out a ball of fire and quickly enveloped the Earth Volcano Lotus within his hand.    

    

"Hiss, controlling fire with bare hands!"    

    

Yi Jinglin glared at them, controlling the fire with his bare hands. Which alchemist or refiner in Jade Flame Gate could do that?    

    

"Zi zi zi"    

    

The snow-white earthen lotus was rapidly withering in the flames, and bits of black ash slowly fell to the ground, leaving only a ball of white essence. Retracting the flames, Mo Feng flicked his finger and the white essence entered the tool cauldron s.    

    

"Buzz!"    

    

In the blink of an eye, the entire tool cauldron shook, and the golden liquid inside slowly turned into a bronze color, and started boiling like lava.    

    

bang bang bang *    

    

He threw the eight bronze golems into the tool cauldron, and they were instantly surrounded by the bronze liquid.    

    

gulu gulu *    

    

The tool cauldron continued to emit scalding hot air, and the eight puppets were completely submerged in the bronze liquid. After doing all of this, Mo Feng quickly sat cross legged on the ground and controlled the flames.    

    

Yi Jinglin and Fatty were covered in sweat, their faces constantly twitching. The high temperature caused their cheeks to feel a burning pain. Looking at the tool cauldron, he saw that the bronze colored liquid had been completely used up. The eight bronze golem sat in the center of the eight puppets, they looked completely brand-new, and there were no longer any scars on their scarred bodies.    

    

"Phew!"    

    

Mo Feng let out a long breath and suddenly stood up. Looking at the eight bronze puppet inside the tool cauldron, his eyes suddenly lit up.    

    

"It's been repaired!"    

    

bang bang bang *    

    

With a thought, he controlled the eight bronze golems to immediately jump out of the tool cauldron s. However, before their bodies even touched the ground, they attacked Mo Feng together!    

    

"Whoa!"    

    

"What's going on!"    

    

Yi Jinglin and the fatty were shocked when they saw this. Why did he start attacking the eight bronze golems right after they finished repairing themselves? Just as they were about to go up to help, they saw Mo Feng swallow the Star Beast Cores and threw a punch towards the eight bronze golems.    

    

clang clang clang *    

    

After three rounds, the eight bronze golem puppets retreated to the side. Mo Feng rubbed his fists and heaved a long sigh of relief, a happy expression on his face.    

    

"It's almost at the starburst!"    

    

"Phew", Yi Jinglin and the fatty heaved a sigh of relief. So it was to test the strength of the puppet.    

    

Looking at the eight bronze puppet Mo Feng, he took out the Golden Flame Rock he had obtained from training, he was not satisfied with getting close to the starburst. He then threw it into the tool cauldron, causing the temperature of the fire to increase rapidly.    

    

"Zi zi zi"    

    

Mo Feng raised his hand and slapped the tool cauldron. A ball of golden water flew out, he turned around and controlled it, causing the golden water to disperse and fall evenly on the eight puppets. Clang!    

    

"Clang clang clang!"    

    

The eight puppets moved in unison. Golden light covered their entire bodies, turning them into golden puppets!    

    

"Eight starburst!"    

    

Mo Feng clenched his fist tightly, the eight puppets had finally turned into starburst, there was no need for him to do anything right now, if a normal deacon comes up, one would die!    

    

Yi Jinglin and Fatty looked at the eight golden-man puppets, their hearts trembling uncontrollably.