The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

With a roar, Hu Xingtong, who had thought she was about to be struck by lightning again, suddenly felt a hint of coolness. She opened her eyes and saw Lingze falling from the sky. This made her extremely happy. She turned around and bowed to the sky, "Thank you, thank you!"

Lingze was still raining, and the rain full of spiritual energy washed Hu Xingtong's whole body. Under the nourishment of the spiritual energy, Hu Xingtong felt the itch on his scalp. He took out the Qing Huan Sword and shone the reflected light on it. It was visibly that his hair was growing rapidly, and it seemed that the growth could not be stopped at all.

Tsk, this won't keep growing forever, right? Then wouldn't I have floor-length hair at such a young age? I need to study the hair-growing abilities of this Lingze, maybe I'll get a good price for it in the future.

Thinking of this, Hu Xingtong took out a huge basin from the storage ring and placed it on the ground. Although the system must be collecting spiritual energy in the space, he had to have a clear way to use it, so of course he had to do the whole thing at this moment.

[Using a basin to catch the spirit, only you can do it.]

"Friend Hu, get me a basin too!"

"And mine!"

……

More and more basins were sent over by spiritual power, and Hu Xingtong was unable to receive them all. The main point was that there were too many basins and there was no place to put them. So, in order to be fair, Hu Xingtong took a small ladle and scooped a little here and poured a little there, trying to make the water level so that not a drop of spiritual energy would be wasted.

However, this act of openly accepting Lingze was too obvious. After seeing this, a stingy Tiandao directly shortened the time for Lingze to bathe, and then, it was gone.

In the place without Lingze, Hu Xingtong was still diligently scooping water. When Tan Luo saw this, he didn't know what to say. He directly pulled the person out from the many basins, dried his clothes with spiritual power, and took out a cloak to wrap him up.

Then he picked out one with more spiritual essence from the many basins and scooped it out.

He put the spiritual water into a jade bottle and handed it to Hu Xingtong. He then looked at the people who were scrambling for the basin without caring about their appearance and said coldly, "Since you have accepted my disciple's spiritual water, you should at least give me something in exchange. As for the quality, you can decide for yourself. I will take my disciple back to change clothes first. Today's competition can be changed tomorrow."

After saying that, he led Hu Xingtong away, leaving a group of people looking at each other in bewilderment, angry but not daring to speak.

After returning to his residence and changing into clean clothes, Hu Xingtong, as expected, ran into a group of people blocking the door the moment he opened it.

"Senior sister, come quickly, these disciples are here to give you something." Hu Xingtong didn't come out before, and there was indeed quite a commotion. In addition, the news that various sects had sent people to deliver gifts spread like wildfire, and many disciples who wanted to watch the fun also ran to see what was going on. So at this moment, the door of Hu Xingtong's room was full of people.

"Senior Sister Hu, this is the ninth-grade red talisman that Master Qi Yu asked me to deliver. Please keep it."

"Senior Sister Hu, this is the Divine Movement Technique sent by my Divine Hidden Sect..."

"Senior Sister Hu, this is a ninth-grade Heavenly Grade elixir from my Qingzhu Sect..."

"Senior Sister Hu, this is the Spiritual Vein Pill sent by my Myriad Beast Sect..."

……

The group of disciples did not leave until their hands could no longer hold the items. In the end, many of the items were taken away with the help of Xiao Yuheng and others. This time, because of the gift of Lingze, Hu Xingtong also reaped a lot of rewards. Looking at the many treasures in front of him, Hu Xingtong said that he had made a fortune.

"Brothers and sisters, junior brothers and sisters, come quickly."

Hu Xingtong warmly greeted the few people who were planning to leave secretly. He selected some suitable gifts from the pile of gifts and gave them to them. He did not allow them to refuse and said in an unquestionable tone: "Don't give them to me. I can't use these things. You guys take them."

There was no choice but to accept the kindness. After they received the things, Hu Xingtong closed the door with satisfaction and went back. He looked at the things on the table and took out the blind boxes one by one.

……

It was not until dawn that Hu Xingtong finally sorted out a pile of items and put them into the storage ring. Looking at the sky outside, it was obviously not suitable for sleeping, so he had to get up and walk around. It was just in time to participate in the challenge.

When Hu Xingtong arrived at the competition venue, Sun Ze had already made preparations. Seeing the sleepy person in front of him, he couldn't help but feel puzzled and asked, "Junior sister, didn't you get a good rest last night?" Everyone in Fanyun Sect knew that Hu Xingtong didn't like to practice and loved to sleep. They also knew that this person didn't like to get up early, so they wouldn't bother her in the morning. Now seeing how sleepy this person looked, it was obvious that he didn't get a good rest last night.

"I didn't sleep. There were too many things yesterday. It took me a long time to collect them. I thought I could use them to refine weapons for Guxing in the future, so I did some screening overnight." Hu Xingtong yawned. Many of the materials yesterday were very suitable for Sun Ze, so she revised the design drawings overnight. That's why she was so sleepy.

Sun Ze looked at them and was somewhat moved. He asked with concern, "Why don't you go back and rest? The two of us will be able to catch up in ten days."

Hu Xingtong shook his head, took out a refreshing pill from the ring and swallowed it. The cool feeling rushed to his brain, and Hu Xingtong regained his spirit in an instant. He looked at Sun Ze and shook his head: "No, I have been wanting to spar with you for a long time, and we can't delay!"

Hearing this, Sun Ze could only smile helplessly, took out his sword, and said loudly: "Then Junior Sister, you better cheer up!"

With a clear whistle, Sun Ze launched himself at Hu Xingtong like an arrow from a bow. His speed was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Hu Xingtong. The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and pierced Hu Xingtong with a sharp sword energy.

Hu Xingtong saw this, and a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes. She moved lightly and dodged Sun Ze's attack skillfully. At the same time, the Qing Huan Sword in her hand also appeared, and the sword body flashed with a faint light.

"Come on, Senior Brother, let me see your strength!" Hu Xingtong shouted, her figure suddenly accelerating, rushing towards Sun Ze like a gust of wind. She danced with the Qing Huan Sword in her hand, the sword force as fierce as a storm, and each strike contained a dazzling afterimage.

Sun Ze showed no sign of weakness. He swung the long sword in his hand freely and his swordsmanship was exquisite, like a poet dancing with a sword, with a bit of the long and strong force like mountains and flowing water. Sometimes it collided with Hu Xingtong's Qing Huan Sword, making a crisp sound of impact; sometimes he quickly avoided the opponent's attack, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

The two exchanged blows, each with exquisite swordplay, leaving a difficult conclusion. Their movements were lightning-fast, their swords crisscrossing in a dazzling display of movement. The audience was captivated, applauding their captivating performance.

The atmosphere on the field was heated and tense. Sun Ze and Hu Xingtong each put their full strength into displaying their swordsmanship, attempting to gain an advantage in the contest. Their figures darted across the center of the field, sometimes engaging in close combat, other times testing each other from a distance. The entire scene was incredibly lively and captivating.

As time went on, the fight between the two became more intense, with sweat dripping down their cheeks, but their eyes became more determined. Hu Xingtong kept looking for Sun Ze's flaws in the fight, while Sun Ze, with his rich combat experience, cleverly resolved Hu Xingtong's attacks.

Finally, during a fierce exchange, Sun Ze seized a tiny flaw in Hu Xingtong's defense and slashed his sword like lightning, striking Hu Xingtong's vitals. Although Hu Xingtong reacted quickly, he was still a step too slow, and the tip of Sun Ze's sword lightly grazed the corner of his clothes, signaling the end of the battle.

"Good!" There was a burst of warm applause from the audience, expressing their appreciation for Sun Ze's superb swordsmanship.

Sun Ze also put away his sword and looked at Hu Xingtong with a smile, his eyes full of approval.

"Junior sister, your progress is really impressive." Sun Ze praised sincerely.

Hu Xingtong chuckled, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Senior brother is still so powerful. I can't even beat you."

Hearing this, Sun Ze smiled and said nothing more.

This time, it was the first time that Hu Xingtong lost in a long time, and he lost to the sword of his own senior brother. Although anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was to save his family's face, only Sun Ze himself knew that in the previous competition, Hu Xingtong was unwilling to use the formation and had been competing with him with swordsmanship, also in order to let himself find his own rhythm. It must be said that Sun Ze's insights from the previous battle were very huge.

Moreover, this battle made him feel a rare sense of his realm being broken. He thought that perhaps if he retreated at this time, his realm would be broken. However, Xing Tong said that he would take away his sword after the competition...well, he would just hand the sword over to his master.