Holding Chaos to Suppress the Heavens

Although he didn't know how powerful the Beast Taming Mad Emperor was, nor did he know why the Chaos Beast Taming Tower immediately recognized him as its master, but based on the current situation, it seemed that Meng Hun had already surrendered to him.

"Meng Hun, you said you can be used by me, so how can I use you?"

"The ancestor can use his mental power to pull me out to fight. My strength outside can only be one major realm higher than the ancestor at most."

"The longer I fight outside and the stronger I become, the greater the mental burden on the ancestor will be." Meng Hun replied respectfully.

This method of use really made Feng Yu's eyes light up.

This is a unique trick, and if used properly, it can achieve good results.

"If the First Ancestor doesn't want me to go out and fight, you can also arm yourself with the Ultra Beast and let me attach myself to you and fight."

"Oh, tell me more about it."

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Half an hour later, Feng Yu left the Chaos Beast Taming Tower contentedly, feeling delighted.

The magical effect of the Chaos Beast Taming Tower really surprised him. As for how to use it, it will be revealed in future battles.

It was still early, and Feng Yu had more important things to do, which was to find a higher-level sword that suited him.

The most basic levels of weapons can be divided into ordinary weapons and spiritual weapons. Ordinary weapons can only be used for simple fighting, while spiritual weapons and weapons above spiritual weapons can withstand more intense spiritual battles and have various magical uses.

His current sword is just an ordinary weapon, which cannot withstand the overbearing chaotic spiritual power at all. Now with the blessing of the Chaos Sword Seed, it is urgent to replace it with a spiritual weapon.

With this thought in mind, Feng Yu opened the door, covered his face, hid his tracks, and sneaked out of the Feng family.

He didn't want to be discovered.

Fenghuo Town Commercial Street…………

The streets are bustling with people, and the surrounding shops are constantly shouting, full of the atmosphere of life.

Feng Yu had a clear goal. After several twists and turns, he arrived in front of a magnificently decorated building.

There is a golden plaque with the name of Jubao Chamber of Commerce hanging on the building, showing its rich heritage.

Jubao Chamber of Commerce has business all over the country. Although the things they sell are 10% to 20% more expensive than the market price, the quality is fully guaranteed.

Having made up his mind, Feng Yu walked into the Jubao Chamber of Commerce.

As soon as he entered the door, a beautiful maid greeted him with a smile and asked Feng Yu what he needed.

After Feng Yu informed her of his needs, the beautiful girl brought him to the weapons area.

Feng Yu came to the weapons area, and saw swords, spears, swords and halberds everywhere.

Among them, 70% are ordinary weapons, and only 30% are spiritual weapons. This is displayed by the Jubao Chamber of Commerce based on the collective strength of the warriors in Fenghuo Town.

Feng Yu didn't pay any attention to other weapons. His eyes were fixed on a purple sword on the counter.

He recognized at a glance that this sword was the best spiritual weapon among them.

He took the purple sword off the counter, unsheathed it, and a faint purple light appeared. It was extremely sharp, attracting the attention of the people around him.

But Feng Yu frowned slightly and kept tapping the sword with his fingers.

"This sword has many flaws."

With Feng Yu's vision, he recognized the shortcomings of this sword at a glance.

"Boss, is there a better sword than this? This sword has too many flaws." Feng Yu couldn't help but call the boss.

Following Feng Yu's call, a fat shopkeeper slowly walked out from the depths of the Chamber of Commerce with an unhappy look on his face.

"Boy, this sword was forged by Master Zizhen himself. How dare you say that this sword has too many flaws? You are looking for trouble in the wrong place."

"Master Zizhen is the best casting master in Fenghuo Town. You'd better not make such arrogant remarks."

In the eyes of the fat shopkeeper, Feng Yu said this just to find trouble.

"I just put forward my request reasonably. Just tell me if there is a better sword."

Feng Yu's face also flashed with displeasure, and he spoke in a stern tone.

"I want to see who is speaking so arrogantly and slandering the sword I forged as having too many flaws."

Just then, an old man with purple hair slowly walked over, with an unfriendly look on his face, staring straight at Feng Yu.

"It's Master Zizhen. Master Zizhen is here."

"This guy is in trouble. Those who have slandered Master Zizhen's reputation over the years have all suffered a miserable fate. I'm afraid he is finished."

As soon as Master Zizhen appeared, there were exclamations from the surroundings, and everyone looked at Feng Yu with a gloating expression.

They like to watch the fun the most.

"Boy, tell me, what is the flaw of this Purple Yao Sword?"

Master Zizhen said loudly, judging from his aura, he was not going to let Feng Yu go.

"If you can point out the flaws, I will give you this sword. If you can't tell me..."

A murderous aura flashed by in an instant.

He would never allow anyone to question his casting skills, especially a young boy.

Faced with the murderous questioning from the fat shopkeeper and Master Zizhen, Feng Yu also became angry.

I originally just wanted to buy a weapon, but encountered such an unlucky thing.

"You short-sighted fellow, since you want me to tell you, I will tell you."

Feng Yu held the Purple Yao Sword in his hand and asked, "Is your Purple Yao Sword made of purple gold stone?"

"Yes." Zizhen nodded.

This is common sense known to everyone who knows about weapons.

"If I'm not mistaken, you used a 300-degree flame to forge it for an hour, then added gold powder that can increase the hardness and spiritual power of the weapon, and then used the Guiyuan maintenance method to finally create this sword, right?"

"how do you know?"

A look of shock appeared on Master Zizhen's old face.

You have to know that each foundry master has his or her own habits and techniques, and it is basically impossible for others to see the details of their castings.

Master Zizhen was shocked when Feng Yu revealed the details of his casting.

"Then tell me, where is the flaw of this Zi Yao sword?" Zi Zhen said gritting his teeth, still unwilling to accept it, thinking that Feng Yu was just lucky.

"I won't talk about other flaws, but just take this gold powder for example. You can't make the most of it with a flame temperature of 300 degrees."

"If you use a thousand-degree flame to forge it, it will only take an incense stick of time for it to perfectly adhere to the sword and reach the perfect hardness."

"You...you're talking nonsense."

Master Zizhen said loudly: "My master told me a long time ago that the powder of broken gold cannot withstand flames above 500 degrees. Once the flame exceeds 500 degrees, the powder of broken gold will be useless."

"Hmph, that's just because your skills are poor." Feng Yu snorted coldly, not giving him any face at all.

"presumptuous."

Master Zizhen was so angry that he pointed at Feng Yu and said, "Since you put it so simply, can you repair the so-called flaws of the Purple Yao Sword?"

"If you can successfully repair this sword, I will accept you as my disciple."

"What's so difficult about this?"

Feng Yu said confidently: "Prepare a casting room for me."

Master Zizhen gave the fat shopkeeper a look.

"Just wait to die."

The fat shopkeeper glared at Feng Yu fiercely. In his opinion, Feng Yu was just a clown.