Chapter 150: Fifth-Tier to Sixth-Tier

They never expected that Xu Chen's attainment in artifact refining was also terrifyingly like this. Over there, Peng Cai saw this and his pupils immediately shrank: "Such profound technique."

He could not tell what technique Xu Chen was using, but it indeed had a rather mysterious and complex flavor.

This technique must be superior to his.

His face turned ugly; how could this be?

How could such an upper-grade technique exist within the Jixia Xuegong?

However, he quickly changed his thought; the competition time was two days, and artifact refining should be ending now.

Even if Xu Chen was very strong, he no longer had a chance. Having thought this, Peng Cai sneered mockingly: "Xu Chen, your artifact refining is indeed powerful, and I admit it.

But it is almost over now, less than two quarters of an hour remaining.

And my weapon is already almost completely formed; what else can you do?" Xu Chen was too lazy to pay attention to this stupid dog, not even deigning to lift his eyes.

Although theoretically, a Sixth-Tier weapon requires about ten days.

But he, Xu Chen, possessed special techniques and extremely rich experience, allowing him to shorten the time by dozens of times.

"Buzz!"

While thinking, Xu Chen infused Weapon Patterns, which already included Attack Weapon Patterns, Defense Weapon Patterns, Sharpness Weapon Patterns, and Strength Weapon Patterns.

Every single Weapon Pattern was a Sixth-Tier Weapon Pattern, containing extremely powerful force.

Ordinary people would need a certain amount of time to condense and strike out Weapon Patterns, but Xu Chen did not; it was instant. In an instant, this Fifth-Tier Waste Sword directly rose to Sixth-Tier in the astonished gazes of the crowd.

The aura was naturally formed and extremely stable.

The sword body trembled, faint Sword Qi erupted, and a buzzing sound continued.

At this moment, everyone could clearly feel this Sixth-Tier aura. In an instant, everyone's eyes widened again: "Holy shit! Fifth-Tier turned into Sixth-Tier, and the aura is mighty, the sharpness is fully exposed; did I not see wrong?"

"I'm dumbfounded; this is just a bit over one quarter of an hour, and damn, a Sixth-Tier Weapon is already done?"

"I really don't want to be shocked, but seeing Xu Chen's such godly operation, I simply have to be shocked; too awesome, damn it!"

At this moment, countless Artifact Refiners stood with mouths agape.

Xu Chen actually succeeded in refining a weapon in such a short time? This simply shocked the hell out of them!

That aside, the successfully refined one was not a Fifth-Tier Weapon, but a Sixth-Tier! Sixth-Tier, the refining difficulty increased at least three times compared to Fifth-Tier, and the time was even four times. But Xu Chen forcibly shortened the time significantly. But, this still was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that the Sixth-Tier Weapon Xu Chen refined was almost flawless. Whether it was the aura or the appearance, they felt no slightest flaw at all. Too terrifying!

"Done!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Xu Chen infused the final Sixth-Tier Weapon Pattern into this waste sword. "Buzz!"

In an instant, a spiritual light automatically swept over the long sword's body, and then the aura surged. The next second, it emitted the aura of a Sixth-Tier Upper-Grade Weapon.

Just one step away, it could advance to Sixth-Tier Extreme-Grade. Xu Chen lightly flicked this long sword and found that the long sword immediately emitted a crisp sword cry. Just listening to this sound, one would know this was a fine Sixth-Tier Treasure Sword. However, Xu Chen was not satisfied; he frowned and said: "Pity, if given another hour, a Sixth-Tier Extreme-Grade long sword could be formed." After speaking, he casually tossed this Treasure Sword onto the artifact refining platform, like trash, not looking at it again.

Everyone was dumbfounded; given another hour, he could refine a Sixth-Tier Extreme-Grade long sword? And now, not doing so, he directly threw it away like trash? Awesome!

At this time, Xu Chen looked up toward Peng Cai's side and found that Peng Cai's Fifth-Tier Upper-Grade Long Spear was already formed.

However, at this moment, Peng Cai not only showed no sign of excitement, but his face was extremely ugly. Looking at that Sixth-Tier Upper-Grade Treasure Sword that Xu Chen had thrown away like trash, his self-confidence had already suffered a huge blow.

His eyes were vacant, and he muttered to himself: "How is this possible?" In just two quarters of an hour, Xu Chen had refined such a long sword.

He could not believe that there would be such a monster, such a perverted Artifact Refiner in this world. Xu Chen spoke at this time: "Saint Son of Fengsha Tower? Trash-like thing, why are you not arrogant anymore?" Peng Cai's face turned pale; at this moment, just like Yang Hao, he could not say a single word. Why was the gap between him and Xu Chen so huge!

Seeing this, Xu Chen spoke no more.

He knew Peng Cai had been completely crushed by him. If Peng Cai could not defeat him in this life, then Peng Cai would be left with a shadow, making progress extremely difficult. The referee in the non-Martial Artist area nearby, seeing this scene, also clicked his tongue, his mouth slightly open. In this artifact refining area, almost all were Fifth-Tier Weapons. Only one was Sixth-Tier, so the result was already obvious. They just felt that Xu Chen was really too strong. Just finished refining Pills over there, crushing Yang Hao, then turned around to refine artifacts, and the result was still easily crushing Peng Cai. Damn, they would never dare to do this in their dreams!

"The artifact refining competition, Jixia Xuegong wins."

"The alchemy competition, also Jixia Xuegong wins." The referees on both sides bared their teeth and quickly announced.

Xu Chen's expression was calm, not caring.

This victory was predictable; his heart had no waves at all. He was about to leave, but unexpectedly, someone on the spectator stands made a sound. The first to speak was an Alchemist from Shadow Gate: "Since the Tianzun Dynasty selection competition has already ended, may I say something now?" The Empress said calmly: "Speak." Elder Mo Xiaoyao of Shadow Gate spoke out: "As an Alchemist, I wish to buy that Seven-Turn Soul Returning Pill at a high price; how about one hundred thousand Superior Spirit Stones?"

"Hush!"

Hearing this, the crowd immediately made a commotion. A Seventh-Grade Pill, at the high price of one hundred thousand Superior Spirit Stones? According to reason, only a Seventh-Grade Extreme-Grade Pill could have such a price. Hearing this, Xu Chen roughly guessed Mo Xiaoyao's thought; he wanted to study his alchemy technique. However, he thought it was no big deal; study it however they wanted. After all, some techniques could not be studied just by looking at a Pill; that was pure wishful thinking. Moreover, this was Xu Chen's self-created alchemy technique; outsiders had absolutely no possibility of seeing through it. Therefore, Xu Chen nodded: "I am actually no objection..."

"Wait!"

Just as Xu Chen was about to agree, someone else spoke out to stop him. Everyone looked up in astonishment and found that the person speaking was from Taichu Sacred Land. They clicked their tongues; damn, Taichu Sacred Land wants to snatch this Pill? The Eighth Grade Alchemist of Taichu Sacred Land immediately said: "I am willing to offer eleven hundred thousand Superior Spirit Stones." Everyone's mouths opened slightly; damn, the price jumped by ten thousand Spirit Stones out of nowhere, and they were Superior ones. One Superior Spirit Stone was already extremely precious, let alone ten thousand.

My heavens, they did not dare to imagine how precious this must be.

Mo Xiaoyao frowned and said: "Elder Han, everything has a first come first served order; your behavior is inappropriate."

That Elder Han said calmly: "For competing items, whoever bids higher gets it; if you have no Spirit Stones, do not speak."

Mo Xiaoyao snorted: "One hundred twenty thousand Spirit Stones." Elder Han said calmly: "One hundred thirty thousand."

Today, this Pill, he must take it back no matter what. Xu Chen's peculiar alchemy technique, he had already coveted it for a long time. Mo Xiaoyao's face turned ugly: "One hundred forty thousand."