Strongest Eccentric Consort

“This…”

When Lu Liang glanced at the elder beside the middle-aged man, he hurriedly gave him a look. Then, lowering his head, he said, “I’m more than willing.”

“Hahaha, alright! Go to the refinery room. Let me see if Master Meng’s disciple is as impressive as the rumors.”

Their group of five walked toward the refinery room.

On the way, many people saw the group and respectfully bowed to the elder.

“Master Meng.”

“Hello, Master Meng.”

Master Meng nodded at each of them in acknowledgment.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled. “Master Meng, looks like you’re very popular in the Refinery Union.”

“I’m just an ordinary person. How can I be as impressive as you, Master Lan? You are… ” He looked at the people in the surroundings and did not speak further.

A dignified expression appeared on the middle-aged man’s face as he said, “I see that Lu Liang is an excellent prospect. I’ll select him if he’s suitable. At that time, I’ll definitely remember to give credit to you for your recommendation, Master Meng.”

Master Meng instantly became so agitated that his white beard constantly trembled. “If he gets in the good graces of Master Lan, that would be his blessing.”

As Lu Liang heard the conversation between the both of them, even though he did not know what they were talking about, he knew that he was in luck. Hence, he could not control himself and became excited and agitated.

Soon, the few of them reached the refinery room.

“Huh? Why is there not a single person in the refinery room?”

When he had lost his temper, Lu Liang had frightened all the people who had been here in the room earlier.

Lu Liang froze for a while, then he hurriedly explained, “Not many people came to the Refinery Union today. They left after completing their models.”

“Oh. Then, were there any talented newcomers today?” Master Meng casually asked.

Lu Liang shook his head. “No.”

“Oh. Now, get into action and refine a sword for Master Lan.’

“Yes, Master.”

Lu Liang started to refine the sword.

Master Meng and Master Lan nodded from the side.

“His weapon flame is dazzling. Looks like he has a high cultivation.”

“His depiction of the inscription is very smooth… It’s indeed like what you have said. He has already mastered the second-grade inscription. In terms of his age, he’s indeed extraordinary.”

Master Lan repeatedly nodded.

The time mentioned in refining the weapon was directly proportional to the temperature of the weapon flame.

Lu Liang was at the eighth level of the Essence Martial Realm. Since the temperature of the weapon flame was low and he had used mental strength to depict the inscription, it was inevitable that he needed a longer period to do it again.

After watching the weapon for a while, Master Lan started to size up his surroundings.

When he saw unfinished swords on many tables, he could not help himself from raising his eyebrows. “What are these?”

“Oh, these are the works left behind by some people who wanted to come here and learn refinery. These things are basic items that were casually refined by people who had no foundation in refinery. There’s nothing to see.”

In contrast to him, Master Lan developed an interest in these swords.

He walked to the side and picked up a long sword that had not been completely refined. “I have not seen such a poor quality iron weapon for many years.”

The corners of his mouth curved into a smile as he thought of those memories. “It made me think of the times when I just came into contact with refining weapons.”

Master Meng loudly laughed. “Yes, we had also started off being ignorant of everything. We slowly got here. However, the future belongs to the young. I’m content to have a disciple like Lu Liang.”

Master Lan smiled and did not say anything. He walked over and looked at the uncompleted works. He could not help himself as he shook his head and sighed. “Not a single completed product! Could it be that young people nowadays can’t even refine an iron weapon before learning weapon refinery?”

“Uh! Not to this extent, right?” Master Meng was also shocked. “Although they usually can’t understand the blade inscription, they can still refine an iron sword. Why is today—”

The two of them were talking when Master Lan’s gaze suddenly landed on the ground. He looked at an area and said, “Huh? Spirit Item?”