182: Chapter 182 The Green Snake is still so hypocritical

Next, Xu Qing discovered something.

Although the Yao Race were few, they were present.

After all, the top-tier powers of the Yao Race, the Monster Beast Mountain Range and the East Sea Dragon Court, were both investors.

Humans did not particularly discriminate against the Yao Race.

Instead, those who discriminated against the Yao Race were the Sect Spirit Beasts domesticated by humans.

The Transformed Spirit Beasts had expressions that screamed, 'I have been tamed by humans, and I am very proud of it.'

Looking at them made Xu Qing feel a wave of disgust.

Although he was an Auspicious Beast, he was still essentially a Yao Beast.

He hadn't entered into any master-servant contract with humans; it was merely a cooperative relationship.

He protected the humans of a region in exchange for residency rights and used human resources to grow stronger.

Spirit Beasts, on the other hand, were Yao Beasts who had sold themselves, given a pretty name like 'Spirit Beast'.

They were even full of pride; as a Yao Beast himself, Xu Qing felt embarrassed for them.

Of course, one couldn't generalize.

There were also Spirit Beasts who had been rescued by humans, raised from a young age, and chose to recognize a master to repay their kindness.

Their Yao character was still respectable.

“They're disgusting this bad snake.”

Xu Qing thought of some individuals from his past life.

Being of the same race, they were subservient to outsiders while being ruthless to their own kind.

Just like these Spirit Beasts, they made a snake want to vomit.

“Forget it, serious business comes first.”

Xu Qing stopped dwelling on these mood-spoiling matters.

He had come this time to slap the face of the Artifact Refining Association.

They actually dared not to invite him, Xu Qing; it made This Snake furious.

Meanwhile, the scene shifted to the River God Temple.

“It's over, I'm late!”

“Is West River Maiden here? Is West River Maiden here?!”

Inside the River God Temple, Xu Linger poked her head out.

“And you are?”

“I am a member of the Artifact Refining Association. I have long heard of the Maiden's brilliant Artifact Refining techniques and have come to invite her to be an appraiser for this year's Hundred Treasures Court Assembly.”

“However, I tried to take a shortcut halfway and ended up triggering an ancient Formation, getting trapped for half a month.”

The association member wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and spoke with a trembling voice.

Xu Linger fell silent.

The atmosphere also fell silent.

“The Maiden isn't here.”

“Then where is she?”

“If she knew where your ancestral grave was, she would definitely be standing on top of it right now.”

“...”

“Hmph, tiny Artifact Refining Association, looking down on This Snake—you will definitely pay the price!”

Unaware of the truth, Xu Qing was still silently cursing.

Xu Qing intended to enter four Spiritual Artifacts into the competition this time.

They were the heaven-accepting gourd, the Xiliang Sword, the green flood dragon ring, and the green tail white hair sword.

The heaven-accepting gourd might be too conspicuous, but with Daya around, no one would dare lay a hand on him.

He just needed to focus on showing off and reaping the benefits.

Except for the Demon Lord, who was constantly thinking about how to sneak up on his rear.

Three days later.

The Hundred Treasures Court Assembly was about to begin.

The process of the Hundred Treasures Court Assembly was divided into three rounds of competition.

The first round was Treasure Radiance.

A special secret technique would be used to measure the Treasure Radiance of the Spiritual Artifacts; those who didn't meet the standard would be filtered out.

Treasure Radiance could be understood as the quality and luster of a Spiritual Artifact.

Those with good luster weren't necessarily strong, but those with poor luster were definitely not strong.

The second round was Spiritual Pressure.

That is, all Spiritual Artifacts that entered the second round would release their Spiritual Pressure, and those that couldn't hold up would be eliminated.

The third round was appraisal by Artifact Refiners.

Twenty outstanding Artifact Refining Grandmasters would appraise the Spiritual Artifacts and give scores. The highest and lowest scores would be removed, and the average would be taken.

Then they would be ranked.

In reality, there was a fourth round.

Those dissatisfied with the ranking could fight a match to decide the rank, but their Dao Cultivation couldn't be too far apart.

“There was a slight accident for this assembly; there are only nineteen appraisers in total, but please rest assured.”

“The Artifact Refining Association guarantees that this will not cause any unfair or incorrect influence on the rankings.”

At this moment, on the main peak of the Kunlun Mountains range, a Nascent Soul Cultivator spoke apologetically.

“...Damn it.”

Xu Qing couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Who was so lacking in public spirit? He didn't even get an invitation on his end.

But this person was invited to be an appraiser and didn't even show up.

Truly a piece of work.

“I presume everyone knows me.”

“I am precisely the President of the Xia Dynasty Artifact Refining Association, Referee.”

“It is a great honor for this Hundred Treasures Court Assembly to be held by me in the Xia Dynasty.”

“I will certainly give everyone an unforgettable Hundred Treasures Court Assembly.”

“Now, the Hundred Treasures Court Assembly officially begins.”

After Referee finished speaking, the Cultivators on Kunlun Mountains all began to clamor, incredibly excited.

At this time, among so many Cultivators, more than half were Artifact Refiners.

They were all holding their masterpieces, hoping to make it onto the spirit artifact ranking list.

“The first round, as per tradition, is to test the Treasure Radiance.”

Referee waved his sleeve, and a whisk appeared in his hand.

With one wave,

White clouds gathered.

With another wave,

Golden mist arose.

With a third wave,

A hundred lights descended.

“Begin.”

“Those with Treasure Radiance below ten zhang are eliminated.”

As Referee's voice fell, the various Cultivators one after another sacrificed their own prized treasures.

On Kunlun Mountains, all sorts of Treasure Radiance rose up like pillars.

However, for most, the Treasure Radiance could only rise a few zhang, not exceeding ten.

No matter how the owners of the Spiritual Artifacts circulated their magic power and Dao Cultivation, the Treasure Radiance would not rise any further.

The corners of Xu Qing's mouth curled up under his hood.

“Let me show you all what real Treasure Radiance looks like.”

“green tail white hair sword, come out!”

He flipped his hand and took out the green tail white hair sword.

A green light soared up, instantly surpassing all the surrounding Treasure Radiance, rising alone like a whirlwind, extending for dozens of zhang.

Finally, it stopped at a height of forty-four zhang.

“What powerful Treasure Radiance!”

“Who is that person?”

“Wearing a hooded robe that shields Divine Sense and vision, I don't know who it is.”

Xu Qing didn't stop there.

He took out the green flood dragon ring.

Treasure Radiance shot into the sky once again.

This time, it reached a staggering fifty-nine zhang.

Before the crowd could recover from their shock, the Xiliang Sword shot out. The green light instantly broke through sixty zhang, reaching seventy-eight zhang.

The heaven-accepting gourd also flew up from his waist at this time.

Its Treasure Radiance directly pierced through the summoned cloud layer, reaching a height of a hundred zhang.

“Am I dreaming?!”

“How is this possible? Which Artifact Refiner is this?”

“In terms of Treasure Radiance alone, no one present can compare.”

Xu Qing took off his hood and began to smile triumphantly.

Yesterday you ignored me; today I'll make it so you can't even dream of reaching me.

“I am the West River God!”

“...”

Referee was stunned.

What was going on?

What had happened?

Wasn't this the Artifact Refining Grandmaster he had ordered someone to invite?

“Maiden, why didn't you tell me you were coming?”

“Come, come, take the seat of honor.”

“Now that the Maiden is here, all twenty appraisers are present.”

“...?”

Xu Qing was a bit dazed.

Wait a minute, his 'thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river' routine wasn't finished yet.

Could you please be more polite?

Where was the mockery directed at him?

Next, following the atmosphere in a daze, he sat down in one of the empty seats among the twenty appraisers.

He took a sip of tea.

It was indeed top-quality spiritual tea.

It was just that the seat was a bit uncomfortable for his tail.

Looking down from above, he suddenly felt himself becoming noble.

Looking at people from here, they seemed like trash.

Look at those fellows down there squeezed into the crowd, who didn't even have an invitation.

How pitiful.

Unlike him.

Oh, my God, look at the face of this green snake; it's practically like the chameleon from the neighbor's house.

“I must give my own Spiritual Artifacts the highest scores!”

“No, no, the highest scores are easily discarded.”

“Then I'll give them an above-average score.”