Quickly wear the heartthrob: Peach Blossom Beauty Fululai

Shen Qingjiao was speechless.

Who is this man in front of me who acts like a fool?

The system promptly explained, "He is the grandson of Old Prince Ling."

Shen Qingjiao immediately realized that it was him.

Her grandfather didn't get along with Old Prince Ling, so naturally she didn't have a good impression of Old Prince Ling's grandson.

His face suddenly turned cold. "Whether it works or not is not something you can say with your mouth. You will know it by looking at it with your hands!"

Ling Jinghao was stunned for a moment.

She...actually opened her mouth to refute?

In his previous impression, Shen Qingjiao was a coward and a waste. No matter how others treated her, she would never talk back or fight back. Why did she change so much today?

His expression was firm and his tone was confident, as if he was a completely different person.

Shen Qingjiao ignored him and walked straight to the exclusive competition platform.

She tiptoed lightly, moved lightly, and jumped onto the platform easily.

The rose-red skirt danced in the air, like a peach bud breaking free from its restraints, blooming happily, and gleaming in the sun.

Ling Jinghao was stunned.

Unconsciously, I began to breathe more lightly, for fear of disturbing the beauty in front of me.

"Where did you go just now, you little brat? It took me a while to find you."

Old Prince Ling ran over angrily and angrily accused this grandson who caused him so much trouble.

Ling Jinghao was brought back to his senses by the loud shout. He touched his nose with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

I laughed at myself in my heart: What the hell is wrong with me? I lost my soul over a piece of trash?

Old Prince Ling was still chattering beside him, "Grandpa is telling you, you must strive to be better. As long as you can beat the little granddaughter of the old Shen family, Grandpa will beat the gongs and drums and set up a buffet for three days and three nights!"

Ling Jinghao laughed and shook his head. Aren’t grandpa’s requirements of him too low?

No matter how Shen Qingjiao's personality changes, the requirements for refining equipment are extremely high. She is only at the second level of Qi training, so she is destined to never win against herself.

He raised his eyes and looked at the slender woman with picturesque features. He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and said calmly, "Grandpa, don't worry. There will be absolutely no problem with this."

Old Prince Ling was finally relieved, nodded with a smile, and returned to the judging panel.

During this period, the remaining contestants entered the competition venue one after another.

The stands were packed with people, the audience was enthusiastic, the noise was deafening, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Jury seat.

He Yixuan was also among them, looking at the rose-red figure on the field with an indifferent expression.

Master Yunhua was supposed to attend this conference as a judge, but today the Tianyan Sect was holding a disciple-recruiting conference, and as the head of the Tianyan Sect, Master was unable to attend in total, so he asked him to attend on his behalf.

On the viewing stand closest to the judges' seats, several people were whispering.

"That woman in the rose-red dress seems to be the useless second daughter of Prince Shen's mansion?"

"Yes, I thought I was seeing things just now. After all, a useless person at the second level of Qi training can't refine magic weapons at all."

"Is Miss Shen's brain damaged? She has no talent but to participate in the Equipment Refiner Conference. Is she playing house? How shameful!"

As they were talking, spit flying, a cold murderous intent suddenly came over them.

I turned my head subconsciously and saw the cold and ruthless eyes of Lingxiao Immortal Lord, as sharp as a knife.

These people immediately shut up.

Wow, so scary!

Although they didn't know what they had done wrong to offend this god of death.

But according to rumors, even a delicate beauty can be brutally killed by Immortal Lord Lingxiao, let alone grown men like them.

The trembling people didn't dare to speak anymore, for fear that they might make a mistake in breathing.

For He Yixuan, no matter what place Shen Qingjiao gets, in his heart, she is always number one.

He had already prepared a celebration banquet, and when the competition was over, he would take her back to Lingxiao Pavilion to celebrate.

On the playing field.

There were also weapon refiners who recognized Shen Qingjiao's reputation as a "waste". Although they did not slander her directly, they all looked at her with contempt.

Everyone knows that Shen Qingjiao is a loser in cultivation, so how could she know how to refine equipment? She must have had connections to be able to come here to participate in the competition.

For powerful weapon refiners like them, competing on the same stage with such trash is a humiliation.

Dangdangdang—

The heavy and ancient bell rang ten times in succession.

The noisy square suddenly fell silent.

Lu Yiyan, the chief elder of Tiangong Pavilion who holds a high status in the weapon refining world, suddenly stood up and came to the front of the competition stage.

At this moment, thousands of weapon refiners also raised their heads and saluted at the same time with eyes of admiration.

"I declare that the 30th Equipment Refiner Conference has officially begun!"

Thirteen gun salutes exploded.

The whole audience cheered loudly, reaching the sky.

A pile of rare refining materials appeared out of thin air on each contestant's competition platform, shining brightly under the sunlight.

Shen Qingjiao was thinking about which magic weapon to refine when there were sudden exclamations from the audience.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a cluster of red flames rising from Ling Jinghao's palm. In front of the flames, the shadow of a fire-breathing dragon was projected, with a terrifying pressure.

An equipment refiner shouted, "The beast fire of the fifth-level monster Flame Dragon!"

Shen Qingjiao pondered for a while, and soon remembered the description in the top-level weapon refining secret book: Although the beast fire is not as powerful as the divine fire born from heaven and earth, its power should not be underestimated.

In other words, no matter how precious Ling Jinghao's beast fire is, it cannot compare to the bright moon and green flame in her dantian.

Soon, other people showed their natal flames in different colors, blue, white, or purple, which opened the eyes of the audience and made them exclaim in excitement.

Shen Qingjiao was a little curious about how other people would react if they saw her flames.

The heart moves as it pleases, with a whoosh sound.

With a flip of his hand, silver flames rose from his fair little hand.

Under the scorching sun, the shadow of a bright moon hangs like an inverted Milky Way, covering the entire platform and coating every corner with a layer of silver-white frost, making it seem like a dream.

The temperature of the square suddenly rose, and the weapon refiner closest to Shen Qingjiao was sweating all over and took off his robe directly.

The moment the silver flame appeared, the flames in the hands of other weapon refiners instantly dimmed.

What was even more surprising was that those flames actually bowed and nodded towards Shen Qingjiao's Haoyue Ningbi Yan, as if they were humble subjects paying homage to the supreme emperor!

Ling Jinghao looked at the beast fire in his hand, which was curled up and trembling, and making a faint cry, and he was immediately furious.

On the judges' bench.

Several famous weapon-refining masters stood up as if they were extremely frightened. Even the usually calm Lu Yiyan's face changed slightly.

One of them even had a red face, his body trembling slightly, and he screamed, "It's the divine fire born from heaven and earth, the bright moon and condensed green flame!"

Some even burst into tears, "I have no regrets even if I die now, as long as I can see the divine fire of heaven and earth in my lifetime."

Old Prince Shen glanced at Old Prince Ling with pride, "Old Ling, what do you think? My little granddaughter's flame is much stronger than your eldest grandson's."

Old Prince Ling snorted coldly, "What's the use of having a good flame? The most important thing for a weapon refiner is comprehensive strength. Don't be too proud too soon."

Although his words were tough, his heart was filled with turmoil.

The grandson's beast fire was not easy to come by. They sacrificed a large number of powerful family members before they successfully hunted down a fifth-level fire-breathing dragon and obtained the beast fire from its body.

Even so, the grandson still suffered a lot when taming the beast fire. His tendons and veins were severely damaged, and he had to lie in bed for a month before he recovered.

The Bright Moon and Green Flame was nurtured between heaven and earth, and its difficulty in taming it was much higher than that of the Beast Fire.

Throughout the ages, even among high-level cultivators, there are only a few who can subdue the divine fire of heaven and earth.

The little granddaughter of the old Shen family is at the second level of Qi training. With such a low level of cultivation, it is impossible for her to subdue Haoyue Ningbi Yan according to common sense.

How did she do it? Old Prince Ling was puzzled.

Shen Qingjiao was in a very proud mood.

The start received everyone's envious gazes, perfect!

Then, she waved her slender hand, and a huge tripod as black as ink appeared on the platform. On the body of the tripod, lifelike beast patterns were carved.

The pattern seemed to come alive, and the ferocious beast opened its huge mouth and roared, "Roar—"

The sound was so loud that it almost frightened the cultivators present.

Everyone stared at the cauldron in front of Shen Qingjiao in a daze, drooling with envy.

"Oh my god, it's the legendary Piaomiao Thunder Beast Cauldron!"

"The Misty Thunder Beast Cauldron is actually in her hands! How did she get it?"

On the judges' bench.

Lu Yiyan picked up the teacup and just took a sip when he inadvertently saw the huge black cauldron in front of Shen Qingjiao and immediately took a breath of cold air.

In a moment of carelessness, the tea went into his trachea and he started coughing violently...

Looking at the astonished eyes of the crowd, Shen Qingjiao smiled leisurely and put the refining materials on the platform into the cauldron one by one.

Then, there was a bang.

The surging silver flames instantly surrounded the cauldron like a tide, and heat waves surged.

The other weapon refiners sighed quietly.

They couldn't compete in terms of flames, nor could they compete in terms of cauldrons. Judging from their equipment alone, they lost, and lost completely.

However, when they thought that Shen Qingjiao was only at the second level of Qi training, they rekindled their hope and began to focus on refining the weapon.