1362: C1362 Success

C1362 Success

These were all high grade materials. They could even be used to craft top grade saint artifacts! However, these materials were not expensive and were worth at most a few hundred thousand contribution points.

Several hundred thousand contribution points simply could not be considered much to those Outer Chamber disciples, especially those artificers of high status. They only used these materials to make things difficult for Murong Yu.

10 saint artifacts, 60 million karmic points! When will Murong Yu be enough? Merit was only one aspect, the most important part was that it destroyed Murong Yu's confidence and the momentum that he built up these days.

If he failed to refine ten saint artifacts in a row, who would dare to let Murong Yu forge saint artifacts in the future? If no one asked Murong Yu to forge a saint artifact, then why did he still need sixty million contribution points?

As a result, they had the means to control Murong Yu.

Every blacksmith or apothecary would have their own unique flame. These flames were used for smelting and purification. Whether it was fire or high grade, the time needed to smelt and purify would decrease.

However, for special materials like the Heavenly River Redsand, ordinary fire could not refine it. Murong Yu guessed that even the famous alchemists in Outer Chamber would not be able to refine these materials. Even if it could be smelted, it would still be difficult to fuse it together and refine it into a divine artifact.

However, they didn't know that Murong Yu had the world's strongest fire Chaotic Fire. And he had also missed out on Murong Yu's Heetu Luo Shu, a treasure that could speed up time.

If he couldn't refine a single saint artifact in one day, then what about ten days? A hundred days? Thus, Murong Yu accepted the materials without any hesitation.

"Six million contribution points and a Middle Grade Holy Artifact gave to Senior Brother Murong Yu without hesitation. It seems like those people from Outer Chamber want to kill Murong Yu. "

"Hehe, since they dared to give Murong Yu the materials, they must have full confidence in getting it. I wonder if Murong Yu can successfully refine it? "

"We'll know very soon. It's only been ten days."

More and more people gathered outside of Murong Yu, waiting to see the result. In fact, other than the service disciples, even more Outer Chamber disciples had arrived. This included the powerful blacksmiths and apothecaries.

"Murong Yu will be out in ten days. If all of them fail, then if we go to him to concoct pills, I wonder if he will reject us? If it wasn't for him accepting ten missions at a time, I would have long wanted to give these medicinal herbs to him. "

"Truly a pity. This genius must be killed before he can grow." Someone said indifferently. His voice was filled with a strong killing intent.

Time flowed like water. A day passed in the blink of an eye.

It was already the first day since Murong Yu accepted the mission, but there was nothing unusual in Murong Yu's yard.

"Failed?"

When they saw this scene, some of them heaved a sigh of relief, while others frowned slightly.

Especially those service disciples; they all felt very unhappy at this moment.

In the True Martial Holy Hall, service disciples and Outer Chamber disciples were simply people from two different worlds. Outer Chamber disciples were always superior, they basically looked down on service disciples.

And now, they were suppressing Murong Yu, which was the same as suppressing them. They were all service disciples. However, no matter how furious they were, they only dared to be angry and didn't dare speak out.

Regardless of status, identity, or strength, they were far inferior to the Outer Chamber disciples. If they had offended a disciple, they would at least be expelled from the True Martial Holy Hall, and at least, lose their lives.

If a Outer Chamber disciple wanted to kill them, it was as easy as crushing an ant.

"Haha, a day has passed and Murong Yu still hasn't refined a saint artifact. There are still nine days left. I want to see just how he will refine ten saint artifacts. " The young man who handed over the smithing materials to Murong Yu before started laughing out loud.

All of the surrounding service disciples glared at him.

Humph!

The Outer Chamber disciple snorted coldly, and an incomparably enormous aura instantly erupted. All of a sudden, the surrounding service disciples were greatly shocked, and their blood and energy began to churn. He was knocked back several steps.

The janitor disciple became even angrier, but he didn't dare to say anything. After all, if that fellow were to make a move, he could easily seriously injure them. As long as they didn't kill them on the spot, the True Martial Holy Hall wouldn't do anything to them.

"It's only the first day. There are still nine days. With senior Murong's strength, he will definitely be able to refine those saint artifacts." Someone said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, just you wait and see." The young man sneered. He knew those materials were abnormal. Let alone one day, even Murong Yu wouldn't be able to make a single saint artifact in ten days.

As expected, in the following days, nothing strange happened in Murong Yu's yard. There was no sign of the phenomenon, which meant that Murong Yu did not succeed.

In the first few days, those service disciples still had some confidence in Murong Yu. However, as time passed, they began to lose more and more confidence.

In the end, they even felt despair for Murong Yu.

"It's been almost ten days. Murong Yu hasn't even been able to forge a single saint artifact? "He's too ashamed to call himself a grandmaster refiner. I don't think he's anything at all!"

"I said long ago that he did not have the ability to forge artifacts. Those previously holy artifacts were probably not forged by him. Waiting here is a waste of our time. "

"Too disappointing."

… ….

From the initial confidence to a certain level of confidence, to disappointment to despair. At the end, there were already many service disciples who started cursing.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment!

But they'd never thought of that. Even if Murong Yu didn't succeed, what did it have to do with them?

"The tenth day! "Murong Yu, get the hell out here!"

On the tenth day, the young man who had previously asked Murong Yu to forge a saint artifact arrived from the sky and landed in Murong Yu's courtyard. He shouted into the yard.

Creak …

Before he finished his sentence, Murong Yu's door opened. Then, Murong Yu slowly walked out.

His hair was messy, his clothes were messy, his face was pale, his eyes were sunken, he had a face full of stubble, and his eyes were lifeless … He had a dejected look on his face.

No one was surprised to see Murong Yu like that. They all knew that Murong Yu wouldn't be able to forge a saint artifact in the next few days.

"Murong Yu, ten days are up. Give me back my materials and give me another 60 million contribution points! " The moment he saw Murong Yu, a cruel smile flashed across the young man's face.

Murong Yu looked at the young man and shook his head: "No more materials." I don't have sixty million contribution points. "

"Haha …" The young man laughed complacently, laughing happily: "Since that's the case, you can become my slave. "If you refine pills for me, you will be able to regain your freedom once you have repaid sixty million contribution points."

As he spoke, a white light flashed in front of him. A black and white contract appeared in everyone's sight. It seemed like he was already prepared.

"So shameless. This bastard must have used some extremely difficult materials to concoct for Murong Yu." Then, they just waited for Murong Yu to fail and control him. Once Murong Yu became his slave, he would be able to obtain a refining and refining genius at will. This is a business that can earn money without losing anything. "

Using sixty million contribution points in exchange for Murong Yu's life, what else could force him to accept this?

Once Murong Yu signed the slave contract, it would be difficult for him to turn the situation around. It was basically impossible.

Hearing that, Murong Yu raised his head and looked at the young man in shock. Then, with a puzzled expression, he asked: "Why should I give you 60 million contribution points? Why do you want to be your slave? "

"Did you go out and pinch your head today? Didn't you give me the sixty million contribution points for ten saint artifacts? " Murong Yu looked at the young man as if he was looking at an idiot.

The young man's face immediately became gloomy: "Murong Yu, are you trying to deny it? You are unable to refine the saint artifact that I need within ten days. Could it be that you want to compensate me with sixty million contribution points? Of course, if you have it, you don't need to sign the contract. "

Murong Yu suddenly laughed: "When did I say I didn't succeed?"

The young man's face revealed a look of surprise, but he quickly smiled coldly: "You succeeded? Refining the sacred weapon I need with my materials? Do you really think I'm an idiot? "

The young man was very sure because in these ten days, there had not been a single successfully refined phenomenon. He felt that Murong Yu was just making a last-ditch effort.

Murong Yu sneered and waved his hand. Immediately, ten different shaped saint artifacts lined up in the sky above them. Although all of the saint artifacts were of different shapes, they radiated light and emitted similar auras.0

In other words, the power of these saint artifacts was similar.

"Ten saint artifacts?" When the youth saw the ten saint artifacts, he cried out in alarm. He then extended his hand and grabbed at the holy artifacts.

"Hold on!" Murong Yu coldly snorted, blocking the youth's actions.

The young man's face turned cold, but Murong Yu said lightly: "60 million contribution points!" As he spoke, he recalled the ten saint artifacts.

The young man's face instantly darkened. How could he have 60 million contribution points on him? These materials did not belong to him, but they were given to him by the artificers from Outer Chamber. They didn't give him credit. After all, no one thought that Murong Yu would be able to make these ten saint artifacts in ten days.

"What is it? No merits? You want these sacred artifacts? Give me 60 million contribution points first! " Murong Yu said indifferently.

"Murong Yu, you're too presumptuous!" I have to go through the goods first … "

"Scram!" Murong Yu shouted. This shout was filled with soul suppression. The youth's soul almost shattered from the shock and his face paled as he took several steps back.

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