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The Artifact Refining Hall was very far, and it took Yan Qingyang more than two hours to arrive.

Artifact Refining Hall were divided into two areas, and were respectively divided into the lower hall and upper hall. The lower hall was for the outer sect disciples to use, and the upper hall was for the inner sect disciples and the direct disciples to use.

The steward of the lower hall took Yan Qingyang's plate, looked at it, then looked at Yan Qingyang and casually pointed at it: "You, go to Artifact Refining Room number two and help me!"

Just then, a rough looking man spoke up, "Hey, Manager, aren't you trying to make things difficult for that girl? I see that she doesn't even have Qi Drawing, so how can she help?

Another person added, "That's right. Besides, even we can't serve that strange person from Artifact Refining Room number two, much less that young lady. That strange person must have sent that young lady flying with a slap."

"That's right. Manager, this little girl is very beautiful. How pitiful was she when she was sent flying?"

Yan Qingyang was confused. Why did everyone think that she would be smacked to death and sent flying? Just how strange was that refiner in room 2?

The supervisor glared at them: "Mind your own business. Go to the side and don't let her go. Could it be that you guys are going?"

The crowd dispersed.

Yan Qingyang asked a few people, and walked towards Artifact Refining Room number two. On the way, those people all looked at her with pity.

Someone pulled her back and said, "Number Two's Artifact Refining Room has been surrounded by a weirdo, and he's been inside there all day. He's got a bad temper, and his requirements are very high, so if he doesn't like someone, he'll hit them. If he does, no one will punish him.

Yan Qingyang thanked that person, who pulled her back and whispered, "Little girl, have you offended the overseer?"

Yan Qingyang blinked her eyes. "You mean you've offended Steward Liu from the 5th region?"

There was a steward in each of the several districts where the janitor disciple lived. She was the one who lived in the fifth district.

The man slapped his thigh. "Ah, that's it. We're in charge of that Steward Liu..." "A concubine." After saying that, he carefully looked around.

Yan Qingyang had already guessed it long ago. Steward Liu and Artifact Refining Hall Overseer definitely had a connection, and as expected, they couldn't offend a villain.

After she finished sighing, Yan Qingyang walked to Artifact Refining Room number two.

She went over and knocked on the door.

A loud roar immediately came from inside, "Get in, why are you so slow!"

Yan Qingyang pushed the door open and walked in. An object came flying towards her with the sound of the wind. She quickly dodged it and saw that it was a piece of ore.

With a "pa" sound, the ore that was hit on the door shattered.

"This is a Glazed Stone, compensate me!" the voice bellowed.

Yan Qingshuang saw a young man's face brimming with anger.

That youth's face was pale, probably because he had been staying indoors all year.

His eyebrows were long and narrow, and his eyes were slightly golden. His lips were extremely thin, yet also extremely red. He was pursed tightly, and gave off a bewitching beauty.

His entire being was filled with elegance, incomparably handsome!

Yan Qingyang, however, felt a pang in her nose and recognized who it was.

Murong Yan, the young son of the Murong Family's Patriarch, was an expert in smithing.

In his previous life, Murong Yan and Yan Qingshuang both loved smithing, so they fought over a ore. At that time, their cultivation was the same, but after fighting it out, they became close friends.

The two of them would argue and argue because of their different refining insights, and they would also smile because of some tacit understanding.

However, Murong Yan died young, and a poor genius fell.

Why did Murong Yan die? He remembered that after Luo Hsing obtained a fire attribute Heavenly Spirit Root, she was accepted by Spiritual Master Chi Dan as a direct disciple. Gradually, she interacted more and more with Murong Yan.

There were a lot of people who liked Luo Hsing, but this didn't include Murong Yan. Murong Yan often glared at her and had also repeatedly persuaded Yan Qingyang to say that Luo Hsing had evil intentions.

Thinking about it now, there was a connection between Murong Yan's death and Luo Hsing.

However, why was Murong Yan in the lower chamber? Yan Qingyang thought for a bit and understood. Previously, she heard from Murong Yan that he had carried the Yunhua Sect from his family and entered the outer sect while concealing his talent. Later on, his talent was exposed and he became the disciple of the Hundred Refinement Peak's Peak Master.

"Why would a fool come here today? There isn't even a chance for Qi to enter your body. What are you doing here?" At this time, Murong Yan looked at the stunned Yan Qingyang and shouted angrily.

Yan Qingyang blinked and walked over while holding back her tears. She said softly, "I am a service disciple sent by the steward. Tell me everything you need to do!"

"Order you?" "What can you do?" Murong Yan grunted.

Yan Qingyang smiled. "I will do my best!"

"Do your best? What's the use of trying your best for a weak little thing like you? " Murong Yan said coldly. He glanced at Yan Qingyang again and continued in a vile tone, "Alright, take that pile of abandoned ores out of here!"

With that, he closed his eyes to meditate and no longer spoke.

He had spent quite a few more times refining the pill today, and he was exhausted.

Because of his bad temper, he almost killed another person with his slap. No service disciple dared to come.

Yan Qingyang walked over to the pile of rocks and picked it up for a closer look. From the abandoned ores, she knew that Murong Yan had encountered some difficulties.

She could solve the problem, but if she were to say it out loud, it would be too easy for others to doubt her …

"Hey, what are you dawdling about for? What can I do? "If you can't do it, then scram!" Murong Yan opened his eyes and saw that Yan Qingyang had not made a move all this time. Instead, she was looking through the ores as she said in a malicious tone.

Yan Qingyang smiled and picked up an abandoned ore to examine it carefully. She feigned surprise and said, "Aiya, is this the Glazed Rock? "Why did it burn so badly? What kind of fire is this?"

Murong Yan opened his eyes and glared at her: "You talkative brat, get lost!"

Yan Qingyang gritted her teeth. This Murong Yan was too hateful. If it wasn't because she was a good friend from her previous life, she wouldn't have tolerated his bad temper.

"It's such a big fire, it'd be weird if it doesn't burn. But it's such a pity that such a good glaze stone like this won't be able to slow it down?" Yan Qingyang said impatiently as she placed the glazed stone mine in a bag, ready to transport it out.

Murong Yan opened his eyes again and thought for a while before murmuring, "That's true, but is that what the Senior Brother who teaches refining says? Forget it, I'll give it a try! "

With that, he didn't care that Yan Qingyang was still in the room. He picked up a piece of Glazed Glass Stone, and with a wave of his right hand, a flame appeared in his hand.

He carefully controlled the flames and smelted the glazed stone.

After a while, he put away the fire, held the glazed stone in his hand, and said with a face full of excitement, "It's done, it's done!"

After that, he touched the glass stone and frowned: "Yi, what's going on, could it be, that it's because my fire Spirit Root is too pure? "Senior, you don't know my true talent …"

He raised his head and saw Yan Qingyang staring at him. Only then did he remember what he had said to himself that he shouldn't have said.

"You, are not allowed to say anything!" Murong Yan stood up, walked to Yan Qingyang's side, pointed at Yan Qingyang's head and said fiercely, "Otherwise … I'll kill you! "