The Ancient Godly Monarch
Chapter 41: Divine Weapon Pavilion

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed since the training exercise had been conducted in the Dark Forest by the nine martial academies. New students were enrolled, and the number of martial academies swelled.

Emperor Star Academy was no exception, yet not all of them were happy and excited about the matter. Luo Huan waited on the outskirts of the Dark Forest for three days and three nights, but failed to see Qin Wentian. He returned to the Star Emperor Academy and was currently sitting on a stage, facing the training ground and watching the new students pitting against each other, with a depressed feeling in his heart.

Every year, after the registration practice ended, Emperor Star Academy would start a ranking competition that lasted for seven days to rank each student. Not only did this affect the honor and prestige of the students, it also determined the amount of resources they could use. This was the best method to ignite their fighting spirit, and keep them motivated to become stronger. Only when there is competition will there be motivation.

Today is the first day. And the one currently standing on the stage was Orfon. Among the new pool of applicants, Orfon can be considered one of the most prominent, as he defeats his opponents with relative ease.

After witnessing this, a trace of laughter flashed in Luo Huan's eyes, but embedded within that laughter, was sadness, and a hint of coldness.

He really liked the bright young man from before, did he really die in the Dark Forest? Today, he should be the one standing on the stage, and the one who shines the most.

……

At this moment, at the border of the Dark Forest, two young men and an adorable little puppy came out.

"Ah, what fresh air." Qin Wentian looked at the city in front of him, as he laughed. He current, his features and aura, all have a trace of a noticeable difference when compared to the previous – even his eyes glow with a brighter light.

Currently he had already "opened" all of his acupuncture points, allowing him to store a greater amount of Astral energy. At the same time, his star meridians had been cleansed of impurities and converted into circular star paths, which connected his energy channels with his internal organs throughout his body, creating intricately connected tissues, which were, forming a complete Arterial Circulation pathway.

The Body Refinement Realm emphasized on refining a fleshy body. Stepping into the Arterial Circulation Realm, opening up his acupuncture points, connecting his meridians and energy channels to turn into circular paths, had given him high senses, increasing his movement speed and dexterity, and, and has increased his whole fleshy body – is equivalent to a total raise.

"The beauty of the Royal Capital, I'm coming." Fatty closed his eyes, as an expression of enjoyment floated onto his face as he breathed in fresh air.

"Swosh ..." Qin Wentian directly aimed a kick at Fatty, almost causing Fatty to fall.

"Qin Wentian, you're too cocky." Fatty held onto his hips, staring intently at Qin Wentian. The air shot out from Fatty like a balloon being pierced right as Qin Wentian turned his gaze towards him. Thinking of the beating he had experienced during the time they had spent inside Mirage City, after Qin Wentian broke through to the Artery Circulation Realm, he was in the first place, it only caused him to sigh helplessly as he cursed in a low tone, "You're bluffing too much of this incredible fatty. ”

After which, Fatty stepped forward, when a slight smile appeared on Qin Wentian's face, and he followed. No matter how much he tried, it was not to blame on him that he could not get used to Fatty's bad behavior. Last night, before they left Mirage City, this Fatty had actually invited a beautiful maid into his room under the pretext of Qin Wentian inviting him to discuss about the matters of life …..

And this isn't all. Just as Qin Wentian had finished his cultivation and was about to return, the beautiful sister (servant) looked at him pitifully before asking, "Young Master Wentian, I heard that you are looking for me."

It was around 3am, and after that, Qin Wentian brutally beat Fatty up. He could do whatever he wanted, as long as he did not drag Qin Wentian's name into it.

But still, as he thought about his experience in Mirage City, he could not help but be curious. Who's the guy who knows him? Not only did he not kill them, the mysterious figure also helped him greatly.

And as they approached the entrance of the City, and as Qin Wentian prepared to enter the city, he saw a familiar shadow standing near the city gate. This man is none other than Francis.

"Sir." Francis respectfully greeted Qin Wentian, and his eyes shone, as he slightly dashed forward.

Looking at Francis dirty robe, Qin Wentian felt a warm feeling in his heart. He never thought that Francis would wait here for him for so long.

"Why are you waiting here?" Ask Qin Wentian.

“Hehe, I was here seven days ago. However, I failed to see you among the crowd of returning suitors, so I asked your elder sister about your whereabouts. Your senior sister waited three additional days before she left. I had nothing to do, so I kept waiting here. After all, if you want to return to the city, this is the place you must pass by. ”Francis smiles tired.

"Oh yes, sir, I've found a resting place for us," Francis continued smiling, as if he was thinking of something pleasant.

"Let's talk while we walk" Qin Wentian said.

"okay." Francis nodded, and began to explain to Qin Wentian, "Among all the great powers in the Royal Capital, there is one extremely powerful – Divine Weapon Pavilion. The power they possessed could hardly be compared to others, and their purpose was mainly to buy and sell Divine Weapons and other treasures. There is a saying out there that, as long as you want to buy something, and are willing to part with an adequate price, that the Divine Weapon Pavilion will definitely have it. Not only that, there were many types of Divine Weapons sold there. Therefore, there were many expert gunsmiths and forgers living there under the capacity of invited guests, forging and refining weapons there for them. ”

"Not bad. For you to help the Divine Weapon Pavilion forge and refine weapons, what compensation did they give you? ”Qin Wentian keeps asking.

“There are different guest levels, and the level of care and remuneration is directly related to level one. For example, those who joined the Pavilion as Martial Cultivators would be able to receive a monthly salary of a certain amount of Yuan Stones and Yuan Meteor Stones. As for high-level guests, the treatment they received was excellent – the level of care even exceeded that of the Star River Association. ”Francis continues.

The expression of contemplation was on Qin Wentian's face. Francis' choice to be a guest at the Divine Weapon Pavilion was an excellent choice. He could create and forge weapons, while training his skills, while at the same time obtaining many other benefits. And in the future, whatever he wanted, it would be much more convenient. For example, obtaining Yuan Meteor Stones to plant through the current Francis connection.

"Francis, if you have a tier 2 divine imprint, will you be able to forge a tier 2 divine weapon?"

"The insights behind the divine imprint of level 2 were extremely difficult to comprehend, and it was basically impossible for one to succeed on their first try. Only through countless experiments would one be able to carve out the baseline of the 2nd level divine imprint. But still, I was certain that if I had a tier 2 divine imprint to study, I would be able to fully forge a tier 2 divine weapon.

"Great, let's go to the Divine Weapon Pavilion. The divine imprint will be carved by me. This time, let's work together to forge weapons. And after that, try to see if you can exchange it for Yuan Meteor Stones for me. "Qin Wentian pondered his decision, even though he had already broken through to the Arterial Circulation Realm, he had yet to open his 2nd Astral Gate. . To do that, he would need a large amount of Astral Energy helping him. Over the past few days, he had tried to open the 2nd Astral Gate, but to no avail. It seemed like he still needed the help of the Yuan Meteor Stones.

Not only that, because of the small astral beings within his sea of consciousness, they would also need a large amount of Astral Energy to activate. It just depended on the Astral Energy within his body, the speed at which he absorbed the Astral Light from his constellation to replenish, would be too slow.

"If we really manage to forge a tier 2 divine weapon, the Yuan Meteor Stones are definitely not a problem." Francis showed an expression of joy on his face. The capital of the Kingdom was densely populated, and there were many requests and hopes for cultivators for divine weapons. Especially risk-takers, possessing divine weapons can mean the difference between life and death.

"Why don't we see people using divine weapons when we're inside the Dark Forest?" Qin Wentian curiously asked Fan Le.

From before, Fan Le had listened to the scene, inwardly cursing in his heart. This abnormal man still completely understood the divine imprint. The divine imprint was extremely mysterious and unfathomable, and it would take a lot of time to study it and thus, the majority of cultivators were unwilling to spend their time there.

“How exam applicants are allowed to carry divine weapons with them. Do you treat the examiners as fools? ”Fatty grunting.

"Oh yeah, you're right." Qin Wentian shrugged his shoulders while smiling. Now that he was on the streets, he could see that almost everyone was carrying a divine weapon with them.

The Divine Weapon Pavilion was located in the 4th sector of the Royal Capital, along with the main clans and the Star River Association. The sidewalk was spacious, and the building was majestic – those on the street were all people who had a certain authority and background.

"That's the Divine Weapon Pavilion," Francis pointed to a grand-looking building, where many people constantly went and entered. This is the most popular place where those who have power and authority will often.

"Sir, do you want to look inside?" Francis respectfully asked.

"No need, just take me to where you're forging weapons." Qin Wentian. He wanted to open his Astral Gate earlier, and condense the 2nd Astral Soul before entering the Emperor Star Academy to say "thank you" to various people like Orphans who had given him "welcome" treatment" during his time in the Dark Forest.

Since they desperately wanted him dead, he would show the opposite. He had to enter the Star Emperor Academy.

Of course, before that, he would have to condense his second Astral Soul and increase his combat ability. After all, the Star Emperor Academy was a place of ordinary geniuses like clouds.

Francis led Qin Wentian onward, and passed through the Divine Weapon Pavilion, towards the inner courtyard. The prosperity and success of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, was fully supported and sustained by the inner workings of this particular inner courtyard.

And similar to the Star River Association, as a guest of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, not only did Francis have his own weapon forging hall, he even had two disciples helping him forge weapons. Stored here, are a large number of materials and embryo prints. Not only that, the temperature of the smelting furnace could be adjusted at will, and the environment provided here was not inferior in any way to the one in the Star River Association.

"Sir, what kind of divine weapon do you want to forge?" Francis asked, as he walked towards the embryonic cast storage.

“you made a decision, you are the most adept at choosing.I will prepare myself to understand the insights of the tier 2 divine imprint, because the type of divine weapon forged is not a problem for me. As long as the forging process has no faults, we should be able to forge a complete tier 2 divine weapon after I write a divine imprint on it. ”

"If that's the case, how about forging a bow?" Fan Le at the side, felt an unbearable itch in his heart as he interrupted. "

Qin Wentian rolled his eyes and ignored Fan Le. Amongst the most divine weapons, the divine bow was among the most difficult to fake. The degree of the arch ... length of the arc ..Even the mysterious secret lines of the divine imprint are the most difficult to write on the arc.

In the end, Francis chose a sword-type embryo player, and prepared to forge a divine sword. He carefully selected those ingredients, before putting them into a fake fire. Qin Wentian was quietly sitting at the side, trying to understand the various complicated tier 2 divine imprints he had in his memory, as he carefully analyzed every trace of the secret line as he practiced pulling it out, as he carefully analyzed every trace of the secret line, using the Astral Energy within his Stellar Meridians.