YM778.TV Chapter 1718 - 1718: Level Nine Badge, Patent Badge (2)
Chapter 1718 - 1718: Level Nine Badge, Patent Badge (2)
Perhaps today’s gambling match could become an opportunity to hone Yang Tings refining skills.
“Chief Han, I have refined a level-four Battle Puppet. I would like to seek your guidance.” Yang Ting cupped his hands at Han Muye, then flames rose in front of him.
All kinds of spiritual materials landed in front of him in an orderly manner and were neatly categorized.
Indeed, he had the foundation of an academy background, which was quite different from the grassroots refiners’ style.
“Alright, then I’ll refine a level-four Battle Puppet too.” Han Muye nodded, raised his hand, and a ball of golden flames rose in his palm.
The flames split into 30 clusters, arranged in a row before him.
Then the various spiritual materials were also divided into 30 portions, each portion neatly stacked and categorized..
“The techniques of the big city workshop!” The expression of a level-nine refiner in the audience changed slightly as he whispered.
The other refiners and aristocrats in the audience were shocked as they looked at the flames in front of Han Muye.
They had never seen such techniques before.
The faces of Zhang Xuan and the others immediately turned grim.
“Why use such overwhelming methods?” The murmurs of the Golden Bird echoed in Han Muye’s mind.
At this moment, Han Muye made his move, immediately showcasing the difference between the two on the platform.
Thirty flames completely overwhelmed Yang Ting.
On the other side, Yang Ting, who originally had a relaxed expression, was already extremely solemn.
“The cooperative division of labor, the refining technique of subdividing processes, is indeed more advanced than traditional refining techniques. “This is the true level of the Galaxy Universe civilization.”
Han Muye muttered softly, and the flames and spiritual materials in his hand kept surging.
Between the flames’ swallowing and spitting, all the spiritual materials were melted and layered.
Han Muye raised his hand, and an illusory Battle Puppet appeared in front of him.
This Battle Puppet was eight feet tall. Countless rays of light intertwined around its body, turning it into a translucent shadow.
This time, the exclamations from the audience were even louder.
Yang Ting, on the other side, shuddered all over, almost extinguishing the flames in front of him.
The ninth-level refiners below the platform were shocked.
Han Muye paid no attention to how others perceived him. He directly reached out, and 30 flames enveloped the spiritual materials, falling onto the illusory
Battle Puppet.
“Lunatic,” Chaos’ voice sounded.
Visible to the naked eye, the 30 flames on the illusory Battle Puppet intertwined continuously and finally condensed into an integrated Battle Puppet inside and out.
This peculiar refining method left everyone wide-eyed.
Shouldn’t the refinement of Battle Puppets involve assembling individual parts and casting each piece?
The Battle Puppet in front of them was clearly constructed from spiritual materials.
Could such a Battle Puppet be activated?
As the flames slowly extinguished, a Battle Puppet with intertwined shades of green and black and various other colors appeared on the high platform.
“Is this the direction of your recent research?” the golden bird whispered curiously.
“Is it the method of refining Battle Puppets that imitate the human body, striving for similarity in internal and external structures?”
Recently, Han Muye had been studying the refinement method of Chen Mao’s granddaughter, Chen Die’er.
This was an extremely advanced refining method.
In Han Muye’s view, this refining technique was very similar to the incarnation of the Primordial Chaos.
However, there were still many differences.
The incarnations of the Primordial World relied entirely on the power of living beings to activate them, unlike the Battle Puppets of the Galaxy Universe who used the power of origin stones to activate them.
Incarnations relied on the host’s strength, but Battle Puppets did not.
Chen Die’ er’s Battle Puppet, with her soul attached, was an extremely profound refining technique, and the materials used were also very advanced. This was the research direction pursued by a few refining experts in the Galaxy Universe.
They felt that the powerful Primordial Battle Puppets and Armors were no longer suitable for the current cultivation world.
The world now didn’t need so many Battle Puppets or Battle Armors that were difficult to activate and could only gather dust. Instead, it needed various practical Battle Puppets and Battle Armors for daily cultivation and life.
For example, Battle Puppets that were indistinguishable from real people were an excellent direction for refinement.
There were also some artifact refining experts who were bent on melting down the Primordial Battle Puppets and extracting the high-level materials.
Although Han Muye didn’t support their approach, he didn’t oppose the research of these powerful refiners either.
Be it Battle Puppets or Battle Armors, they were all helpful for cultivation.
Although the original Galaxy Universe was powerful, they chose the wrong path, so they declined rapidly.
“Bang!
The flames in front of Yang Ting shattered.
He looked somewhat dazedly at the Battle Puppet refined by Han Muye.
How long had it been?
A moment?
Half a moment?
Could there be such refining techniques in the world?
“Impossible!” A ninth-level refiner in the audience flew onto the platform before he finished his words.
He stared closely at the Battle Puppet in front of Han Muye. “This Battle Puppet is just an empty shell, with various spiritual materials mixed inside, without even basic components—”
Before he could finish, the Battle Puppet raised its arm.
The Battle Puppet also opened its eyes, emitting a faint golden light.
The Battle Puppet walked nimbly on the high platform and even raised its hand to throw a punch.
This left all the refiners below bewildered, staring wide-eyed and speechless.
This completely subverted their understanding.
Could there really be such artifact refining?
If refining could be so fast, wouldn’t refiners be able to engage in combat without hiding in the rear?
All along, refiners had been non-combatants.
But Han Muye’s rapid refining technique demonstrated now made it possible for refiners to engage in combat.
“Yang Ting, forget it. Just admit defeat.”
The level-nine refiner’s expression darkened as he shook his head.
“Chief Han, not only are you a level-nine, but you are also outstanding among the level-nines.’
He cupped his hands at Han Muye and said, “I’m ashamed of my inferiority.”
Wearing a ninth-level refiner badge on his chest, Zhu Yutang shook his head and stepped down from the platform.
Yang Ting also dispersed the flames in front of him and looked at Han Muye,
“Chief Han, I admit defeat.’
After a pause, he said in a deep voice, “I will come to seek guidance from you again when I reach level nine. I hope you will be willing to instruct me then.”
Han Muye smiled and nodded.
Level nine?
Challenge me?
When one really reached level nine, one would understand the difference.
“Who is Chief Han from the Pagoda City Alliance of Refining Masters?” A voice sounded from afar.
A group of figures in green robes walked towards the square in front of the hall of the Alliance.
The leader of the group, surprisingly, was also ninth level. He was wearing a ninth-level refiner badge.
A level nine refiner?
What’s going on? everyone wondered.
Everyone turned their heads to see the group of refiners approaching the stage.
“I’m Han Muye,” Han Muye said.
Hearing his words, the two ninth-level refiners in front of the group looked at each other and smiled.
“We’re deacons of the Alliance of Refining Masters, here to deliver badges to Chief Han.’
As they spoke, they walked onto the platform, one of them holding out a wooden box.
“Master Han, this is your level nine refiner badge.” The middle-aged level nine refiner on the left handed over the badge with both hands, then said, “Master
Han, if you wish to certify as a sage-level refiner, you need to go to the Alliance Headquarters.”
Sage level!
Chief Han possessed the strength level of a sage-level refiner?
Yang Ting, who was still on the platform, looked puzzled, as if all his goals and motivations had disappeared.
Below the platform, Zhu Yutang widened his eyes and opened his mouth. The shock on his face could not be concealed.
“Master Han, this is your patent badge.”
Another level nine refiner opened the wooden box and presented a colorful crystal badge.
Patent badge!
A patent badge that could make a family wealthy for three generations!
When did Chief Han obtain such a badge!
There were gasps from the crowd below the platform.
Zhu Yutangs eyes widened as he looked at the badge hanging on Han Muye’s chest.
Only those who were proficient in refining to an unparalleled degree could integrate and innovate to have their own creative patents.
Refiners with patents would likely become sage-level refiners in the future.
In fact, it was even at the divine level.
Yang Ting looked in confusion at the two badges on Han Muye’s chest that were unattainable to him.
“And Master Yu Changdao, we set off early. It was only halfway through the journey when we contacted the Alliance and learned that you had also become a patented refiner. Your patent badge is on its way here.
“But we can award you a level-seven refiner badge. You upgraded when you applied for the patent, and the ruling has unanimously determined that you do not need to undergo another trial.”
He turned around and looked at the seats below the platform.
In an instant, everyone looked at Yu Changdao below the platform.
Titan Yu turned out to be a patented refiner!