Top Master

Yuwen Huatie understood the story. He was a monk in the temple, and Zhao Quan was a hungry man who had come to ask for help.    

    

He had the ability to refine Storage Tools, but he refused to teach Zhao Quan. Instead, he wanted Zhao Quan to let go of his butcher's knife and starve to death to become a Buddha. This was indeed somewhat inappropriate. If he ate until his stomach was full and advised others not to do bad things, then others deserved to starve to death.    

    

A story. Yuwen Huatie, this person who was born with compassion, was finally persuaded and persuaded to let go.    

    

"Alright then. I might be able to teach you how to forge a spiritual weapon. But you need me to do this work for a period of time. After I examine your temperament, I will decide whether or not I will teach you how to refine Storage Tools. This is the biggest concession I can make. "    

    

Zhao Quan did not want to work for a period of time, not because he was afraid of being tired. It was because he only had two months of time, and the time was too tight.    

    

However, he did not have any better ideas. At the same time, he understood Yuwen Huatie's worries, so he could only agree.    

    

After agreeing, Yuwen Huatie gestured for Zhao Quan to help him do some miscellaneous work, add Spirit Crystals and get materials for forging weapons.    

    

In the first half an hour or so, Yuwen Huatie did not like to talk much. It was probably because he was being threatened by a hungry person like Zhao Quan that he was unhappy about.    

    

However, as time passed, he could not help but open his mouth to speak.    

    

First, he asked where Zhao Quan was from, then asked how Zhao Quan learned how to refine a spiritual weapon, and also indirectly asked if Zhao Quan had any enemies, and whether he wanted to work for the empire in the future.    

    

Regarding these questions, Zhao Quan had already thought of a suitable answer. He also understood what Yuwen Huatie meant. It was not that he was worried that Yuwen Huatie would spread a combat spiritual weapon because of greed for wealth or other reasons.    

    

However, Yuwen Huatie was also very careful. After asking these questions, he was still worried. He was also worried that the combat type spiritual weapon was not refined by Zhao Quan, so he said to Zhao Quan, "You can refine a spiritual weapon. Let me see how your basic skills are."    

    

What basic skills? Zhao Quan was not stupid. How could he not understand what Yuwen Huatie meant?    

    

Therefore, he took out the cauldron and started refining it in front of Yuwen Huatie.    

    

It was a piece of cake for him to refine a weapon. In fact, he didn't even need to keep an eye on it. He just needed to keep a little bit of his concentration.    

    

However, Zhao Quan stopped at the last step of refining the mother embryo. He didn't continue.    

    

"The last step requires heavenly tribulation. I'm afraid that this small shop will be destroyed. If you insist on refining it, I suggest that we change to an open space."    

    

When Zhao Quan mentioned this point, Yuwen Huatie waved his hand, indicating that there was no need.    

    

When he was refining Storage Tools, he had never experienced the heavenly tribulation, nor did he need the heavenly tribulation. This was because in his opinion, storage type spirit tools were purely for supporting cultivators, while combat type spirit tools were for killing people. They were filled with blood, which was why combat type spirit tools experienced the heavenly tribulation.    

    

Moreover, looking at Zhao Quan's proficiency in refining, he knew that Zhao Quan was indeed a very powerful smith, and was not inferior to him at all.    

    

However, there were no spiritual weapons in this world. This meant that Zhao Quan had yet to spread out that kind of combat type spiritual weapon.    

    

This was good. At least it made him feel that Zhao Quan was not an unpardonable devil. He was also worried that the world would be thrown into chaos because of the combat spiritual weapons. Of course, he did not know that Zhao Quan had just returned and had not spread out yet...    

    

After Yuwen Huatie asked some questions, a friend came to him for something, so he went out and left the store to Zhao Quan.    

    

Zhao Quan himself stayed in the store. After looking around for a while, he didn't find anything related to refining Storage Tools. Then, he continued to follow Yuwen Huatie's instructions and started to rummage through the materials of the spirit artifact out of boredom.    

    

However, not long after Yuwen Huatie left, someone suddenly came into his shop.    

    

This person looked to be in his twenties, and he looked very suave and elegant. One look and one could tell that he was a son of a rich family.    

    

After coming to the shop, he looked around and finally laid his eyes on Zhao Quan. "Who are you?"    

    

Zhao Quan replied, "A new apprentice. You are?"    

    

The young man did not answer Zhao Quan. Instead, he looked at Zhao Quan from head to toe, his face full of ridicule.    

    

"Apprentice? Looking at your silly look, it seems like you were taken in by someone on the street. You can still be an apprentice?"    

    

Zhao Quan did not take this young man's mockery seriously. He was mainly hoping that Yuwen Huatie would teach him how to refine storage spiritual tools in Yuwen Huatie's shop. If this young man was really taken care of, it would leave a bad impression on Yuwen Huatie.    

    

Zhao Quan did not say anything when he thought of this. At this time, the young man did not seem to want to talk to him. Instead, he talked about himself, "My name is Du Kang. I am a big customer of the shop. Quickly make me a pot of tea. I will wait for Mr. Yuwen here."    

    

Alright, it was just a pot of tea. It was not a big deal.    

    

Zhao Quan walked into the room, took the Spiritual Force, and found the tea leaves. After that, he made the tea leaves for Du Kang.    

    

He originally thought that he wouldn't have to bother with this little trash anymore, but he didn't think that Du Kang wouldn't stop and would think of him again.    

    

"Hey, I don't understand. Mister Yuwen is such a powerful person, how could he accept a fool like you as his apprentice?"    

    

Not to mention he did not understand, even Zhao Quan himself did not understand. But what Zhao Quan did not understand was why this person jumped high and wanted to die.    

    

Just like this, Du Kang said as if he did not know anything, "I have also looked for Mister Yuwen. He wanted to be an apprentice for him, but Mister Yuwen refused to accept him no matter what. He also told me that if he wants to accept me as his apprentice, he will have limited consideration for me, so I don't understand. How are you stronger than me, to be able to make Mister Yuwen accept you as his disciple? Because no matter how I look at you, you don't deserve to be a disciple. "    

    

Zhao Quan twitched his mouth, but he didn't express any opinion. However, he also understood why this Du Kang would target him. It was because Yuwen Huatie had accepted him, but didn't accept him as his disciple. Therefore, this Du Kang felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.    

    

However, this wasn't important. What was important was that he already felt that Du Kang had made him a little unhappy.    

    

However, he still didn't say anything. He just kept his mouth shut and continued with his work.    

    

However, Du Kang wasn't finished yet. It was as if attacking Zhao Quan was his greatest joy.    

    

"Are you really stupid? Why didn't you react when I scolded you? I think you are really stupid. If I beat you up, would you not even dare to fart?"    

    

Zhao Quan didn't respond to Du Kang's words. His thoughts were very simple now. He wanted to see if Du Kang would hit him or not. If Du Kang really hit him, he wouldn't feel too embarrassed. He could only say that Du Kang didn't come here today.    

    

Therefore, considering Du Kang's consideration, he felt that it was better for Du Kang not to make a move. Perhaps he would be able to endure a few words of scolding.    

    

However, there were millions of paths in time. The path of seeking death would never change. Moreover, the number of people who chose to walk the path would always be the most. Du Kang was one of them. In the next moment, he arrived in front of Zhao Quan and extended his hand to slap Zhao Quan's head.    

    

"What the f * ck?! I'm talking to you! Are you really an idiot?!"    

    

Zhao Quan received the slap.    

    

There was nothing else. Even if Du Kang died, it was worth it. Don't die in such an unfair way.    

    

After that, Zhao Quan stood up and looked at Du Kang.    

    

"Brother, how do you want to die?"