Spending three first-grade spirit stones, Su Yi rented a refining room in the Refining Pavilion.
The owner of the Refining Pavilion was puzzled. Usually, when customers came, they would request a master to forge their weapons.
But this young man was strange. He wanted to forge the sword himself!
Furthermore, he spent a large sum of money to purchase a batch of the most expensive refining auxiliary materials.
However, since the customer was willing to spend money, the owner of the Refining Pavilion naturally wouldn't refuse.
Huang Qianjun, on the other hand, stayed in the front hall of the Refining Pavilion, waiting.
This Refining Pavilion was well-known, and even in the evening, there were many elegantly dressed customers, almost all of them martial practitioners.
Time passed slowly.
More than an hour rushed by.
Suddenly, Huang Qianjun, who was bored out of his mind, caught sight of a familiar figure.
It was a young man dressed in luxurious clothing, handsome and refined, with a group of followers by his side.
At a glance, one could tell that he had an extraordinary background.
The owner of the Refining Pavilion nodded and bowed obsequiously by the side of the young man in luxurious clothing, his expression extremely fawning.
"Cousin Qin Feng!"
Huang Qianjun's face was filled with joy as he strode forward.
Upon seeing Huang Qianjun, the young man in luxurious clothing was slightly taken aback and said, "You are... Huang Qianjun?"
"I didn't expect that, after two years, cousin still recognizes me."
Huang Qianjun smiled.
The young man in luxurious clothing before him was named Qin Feng, the son of Yunhe County's Prefect, Qin Wenyuan.
Huang Qianjun's little aunt was one of Qin Wenyuan's concubines, so it wasn't wrong to address Qin Feng as cousin.
Qin Feng glanced up and down at Huang Qianjun, his face expressionless as he asked, "Why have you come to Yunhe County?"
Sensing Qin Feng's cold and distant attitude, Huang Qianjun's smile also faded as he replied, "In a few days, I will be going to the Qinghe Sword Manor for cultivation."
Qin Feng responded with an indifferent tone, "Yunhe County is not a small place like Guangling City. Since you're here, be obedient and don't cause trouble. Don't act under the banner of the Prefect's Mansion, understand?"
Huang Qianjun's complexion turned slightly ugly as he asked, "Cousin, what do you mean? In your eyes, am I just a troublemaker?"
He sensed Qin Feng's cold and arrogant attitude, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"I'm just giving you a reminder. Whether you listen or not, I don't care."
Qin Feng, upon hearing this, seemed to remember something and added, "By the way, don't call me cousin anymore. I, Qin Feng, can never have a cousin like you."
He stood with his hands behind his back, his demeanor dignified with a touch of coldness. When facing Huang Qianjun, he exuded an air of superiority.
Every move and every word made Huang Qianjun feel humiliated.
"Well, let's consider my earlier words as self-inflicted humiliation!"
Huang Qianjun snorted coldly and turned away.
Qin Feng shook his head lightly and commented, "Can't handle a little cold treatment? Being from Guangling City, your perspective is too limited after all!"
"You..."
Huang Qianjun became furious. He hadn't expected this guy to become so detestable after two years!
Qin Feng leisurely asked, "Unsatisfied? Feel free to make a move. I don't mind taking this opportunity to teach you a lesson on how to humble yourself in Yunhe County. Perhaps, after this, you'll cause a little less trouble in the future."
He clearly had the demeanor of an elder lecturing a grandson.
Huang Qianjun's face darkened with anger, but in the end, he clenched his fists and restrained himself.
"Very well, learn to endure, understand the gap between us. That's quite rare."
Qin Feng finished speaking and seemed to lose interest. He no longer paid attention to Huang Qianjun and started chatting with the owner of the Refining Pavilion.
Huang Qianjun's face became as gloomy as water.
Around him, many people were pointing and whispering, making him feel increasingly embarrassed.
"Strength! As long as I have enough strength, who would dare to underestimate me, whether it's Qin Feng or the Prefect's Mansion?"
Unconsciously, Huang Qianjun thought of Su Yi. So what if he was a son-in-law of the Wen family? With his cultivation, even a grandmaster would have to lower their head!
Clang!
A burst of sword resonance suddenly echoed, resounding through the vast Refining Pavilion, as if piercing through metal and splitting stones, startling many people.
"The resonance of the sword, a sign of the birth of a spiritual sword!"
An experienced master craftsman exclaimed with excitement, "Quick, take a look! Who has forged a spiritual sword?"
For ordinary martial practitioners, the value of a spiritual weapon was immeasurable.
It couldn't be measured with mere gold and silver; only a considerable amount of spirit stones could be used to purchase one!
"It came from the third forging room!"
"Let's go, hurry and see."
...In an instant, all the craftsmen and apprentices in the Refining Pavilion abandoned their tasks and rushed towards the third forging room.
Even some customers were startled and followed suit.
A craftsman capable of forging a spiritual weapon was enough to be treated as an esteemed guest by major powers!
"The third forging room?"
The owner of the Refining Pavilion was momentarily stunned, suddenly recalling that it was the place rented by the young man in the azure robe earlier.
Could that young man also be a hidden master craftsman?
With this thought, the owner of the Refining Pavilion couldn't remain calm and hurriedly rushed over.
"Worthy of being Brother Su, causing such a commotion with just one forging!"
Huang Qianjun, at this moment, was waiting outside the third forging room and clearly heard the sword resonance emanating from within.
For a moment, he couldn't help but marvel. Was there anything that Brother Su couldn't do in this world?
Soon, countless people surged over, waiting there and staring eagerly at the closed door of the third forging room.
"Who knows which craftsman is forging the sword inside?"
"I'm not sure, but to produce such a sword resonance, they must have crafted an extraordinary spiritual sword. In the entire Yunhe County, there are only a few craftsmen with such remarkable forging skills."
"But I've never heard of any craftsman in this Refining Pavilion who can create exceptional spiritual weapons."
"Let's wait and see."
...While people were discussing, the closed door of the third forging room slowly opened under curious gazes.
Soon after, a young man in a cyan robe stepped out.
He had a tall figure and held a bamboo staff, exuding an air of tranquility and detachment.
Everyone was stunned, utterly bewildered.
In their expectations, the one capable of forging a sword that triggered the "resonance of the sword" must surely be an experienced senior craftsman.
Who would have thought it would be a young man!?
"Young man, are there others inside the third forging room?"
Someone couldn't help but ask.
"I am the only one."
Su Yi casually replied.
With a sweep of his gaze over the dense crowd, how could he not understand that these people had all been drawn here by the sword resonance just now?
Someone exclaimed in astonishment, "Did you forge that spiritual sword just now?"
All eyes were focused on Su Yi, and many were particularly drawn to the bamboo staff in his hand.
"A bamboo staff forged from Qingyu Spirit Bamboo, with a sword blade seemingly inserted inside?"
A shrewd-eyed individual couldn't help but speak up.
In an instant, everyone began to scrutinize the bamboo staff in Su Yi's hand.
This made Su Yi shake his head involuntarily.
"Brother Su, did you succeed?"
Huang Qianjun stepped forward and asked.
Su Yi nodded and said, "Let's go."
As he spoke, he had already taken steps to leave.
However, halfway through, he was intercepted by a face with a flattering and enthusiastic smile. "Please wait a moment, young friend. May I ask which renowned master you studied under?"
It was the owner of the Refining Pavilion.
"Why bother asking? Are you planning to make me work for you?" Su Yi teased.
"Well, I do have the intention of inviting the young friend to stay here. I just don't know if the young friend is interested. Of course, if you have any conditions, feel free to state them!" the owner of the Refining Pavilion said with a smile.
Su Yi declined, saying, "I'm not interested in forging, nor is my ambition in this field. I take my leave."
With that, he and Huang Qianjun walked toward the exit of the Refining Pavilion.
Seeing this, the owner of the Refining Pavilion couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
If this young master craftsman were to stay and preside over the place, his Refining Pavilion would undoubtedly become the top-notch forging location in Yunhe County.
"Please wait, young sir."
Unexpectedly, before they could step out of the Refining Pavilion's gate, Su Yi was called back by someone.
That person wore a luxurious robe and had an elegant demeanor. Accompanied by a group of attendants, it was Qin Feng.
"Why are you here?"
Huang Qianjun's face immediately darkened.
"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have some accomplishments now, following a young and promising master craftsman."
Qin Feng chuckled, "But I'm not here to find you."
As he spoke, he slightly cupped his hand towards Su Yi and said with a dignified air, "This young master, who can stir up such a commotion with his sword forging, must have a profound accomplishment in the path of refining. I greatly admire people with such abilities as yourself. I wonder if we can find a place to have a private conversation?"
However, Su Yi didn't even glance at him and asked Huang Qianjun, "Were you just bullied?"
Huang Qianjun trembled and said bitterly, "It's nothing, it's all in the past. It's getting late, Su, let's hurry back."
Seeing this, Su Yi didn't inquire further.
However, as Su Yi completely ignored him, a trace of gloom appeared between Qin Feng's eyebrows. He said, "Didn't this young master hear what I just said?"
Huang Qianjun's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Qin Feng, I advise you to leave now. Don't bring trouble to your father! Su is not someone you can provoke!"
Qin Feng paused for a moment and couldn't help but chuckle, "What confidence you have. I've lived in Yunhe County for eighteen years and have never heard that a young craftsman could pose a threat to my father."
The attendants around him also laughed, not taking it seriously.
Su Yi immediately stopped in his tracks and looked at Huang Qianjun, calmly asking, "Who is he?"
Huang Qianjun stiffened, realizing that Su Yi was starting to become displeased.
But before he could speak, one of Qin Feng's attendants coldly said, "Young man, your observation skills are lacking. Who in Yunhe County doesn't know that our young master is the son of the county lord?"
Another attendant sighed, "Our young master values talent, which is why he was willing to engage in a conversation with you. Be smart and apologize to our young master, forget about what happened earlier. Otherwise, you might find it difficult to leave here in one piece!"
"Qin Wenyuan's son?" Su Yi raised an eyebrow, suddenly remembering that Fu Shan had mentioned at the Juxian Tower that Huang Qianjun's aunt married Qin Wenyuan and became the most favored concubine of the county lord.
If that was the case, there was indeed some distant relationship between Qin Feng and Huang Qianjun.