Chapter 603 - Rivalry (1)
My Sassy 'Crown Princess'
603. Rivalry (1)
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Cheng Mobai looked at the smelting furnace on the high platform, and gave a cold hum, saying with a tone full of contempt, âLook at the smelting furnace used by this guy. Itâs dark and dirty. I donât know how long it hasnât been washed. How can he even take it out?â
Dongfang Ling rolled her eyes to the sky, then looked at Cheng MoBai, and explained, âUncle Cheng, the smelting furnace is not something common. It was made by master Shan Ming, a master refiner three thousand years ago, forged with large dark steel. It ranks the 36th place of all refining furnaces of the mainland. Really something good.â
All of a sudden, Chengâs eyes lit up. Those that could get a rank on the list are all something awesome. However, Cheng never expected that such a broken furnace could be on the list. Itâs like casting pearls before swine in that old manâs hand! With this furnace, maybe I could have already made divine magic weapons!â said Cheng Mobai with great excitement.
âIs that so? So this furnace is really something good. Only I deserve such good stuff!â
Dongfang Ling, â...â A thick regretful feeling welled up in her heart. At the moment, Dongfang Ling only had one thought in mind: why would I talk so much? Is this old really thinking of getting that furnace?
Mo Fei helplessly rolled his eyes, thinking: the old manâs face changes really fast!
Dongfang Ling took a deep breath and tried to calm her mind, then said with difficulty, âUncle Cheng, Uncle Wang has taken this smelting furnace as his treasure. It may not be easy for you to ask it from him.â
Cheng Mobai slightly snorted, âSurname Wangâs so lucky! Why couldnât I be that lucky? No! I have to grab it from him!â
Dongfang Ling, â...â
âUncle, better to get rid of an enmity than keep it alive. Drop that idea. Later, I will ask the warehouse to pick a better one for you.â Dongfang Ling tried to persuade him after taking a deep breath.
Cheng Mobai was a little suspicious, âIs there a better one in our sect than this one?â
âOf course!â Dongfang Ling answered reasonably, then thought to herself: The quality may be no better, but should be more prettier. Anyway, Cheng Mobai is ignorant. A beautiful one could fool him.
Cheng Mobai smiled lightly and said, âGirl, I am joking! Who am I? I am the one who is going to make divine magic weapons. Would a man like me covet a furnace of someone elseâs?â
Dongfang Ling gave him a strange look. Cheng Mobai, with his hands held behind, was acting like a gentleman.
âI didnât expect Elder Wang would refine magic weapons in public! Even Elder Cheng is here!â
âThe level of master Wangâs refining skills is so high that even Master Cheng has to come and appreciate it!â
âElder Cheng has wasted so many materials over the years, but achieved nothing at all. I think he is also anxious.â
âElder Wang is really good. Itâs he who made most of the advanced magic weapons of the sect.â
â...â
A few disciples talked in whispers, which came into the ears of Mo Fei. Mo Fei looked at Cheng Mobaiâs face sinking little by little, feeling a bit cold in the heart.
Cheng Mobai looked at the high stage, gave a light snort, âHum, come on, still hasnât come? Later if that old man fails, I would like to see how he explains!â
Dongfang Ling, â...â
âSenior brother Cheng, donât worry. Although I canât refine divine magic weapons like you, with my ability, I can still refine some advanced ones.â Wang Weixingâs majestic voice sounded by the crowdâs ears.
Cheng Mobai held out his chest and was full of pride, âJunior brother, itâs good that you are so clearly aware of the huge gap between us. After all, advanced magic weapons are nothing at all compared with divine ones.â
Mo Fei, â...â
Zheng Xuan turned his face sideways. Cheng Mobai did not feel ashamed, but even he blushed for him. Really a true master! So thick-skinned!
Wang Weixing looked at Cheng Mobai coolly, and said, âI wonder where the divine magic weapon you forged?â
Cheng Mobai held his head high and said, âWhatâs so urgent? Iâm still working on it. Be patient!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Mo Fei, â...â
Wang Weixing sighed and said, âSenior brother! Our shifu once said that if you aim too high, youâll never achieve anything. Youâd better start from the low-level ones.â