Chapter 219 Peak Showdown

Ancestor Baimei was in seclusion to study the mountain-protecting formation of Tiandao Palace, but his subordinates pressed him hard, so he left the seclusion impatiently: "If it weren't for the collapse of the sky, I would never finish with you."

His disciples were stunned for a moment, and then said: "Old Ancestor, this is such a big deal!"

His disciples truthfully reported Zhang Ye’s becoming a Ten-Star Blacksmith and a Nine-Star Alchemist. Patriarch Baimei’s first reaction was that it was impossible, but when all the disciples said this, he was stunned on the spot and couldn’t say anything for a long time. Words come.

At this moment, an order from the head of the Zhenren Yuxu came, sounding like a bell: "Bai Mei, be sure to handle Zhang Ye's challenge properly, otherwise, you are the only one to ask!"

Zhang Ye became a ten-star blacksmith, which not only embarrassed Patriarch Baimei, but also made the entire Tiandao Palace a joke, so Master Yuxu ordered Patriarch Baimei to handle this matter.

Being criticized by the leader, Patriarch Baimei's face became even more ugly. He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said: "Zhang Ye, if you don't take the road to heaven, don't blame me for being cruel!"

"Spread the news and tell Ancestor Baimei to accept Zhang Ye's challenge!" I don't know if Ancestor Baimei is confident or angry and is ready to accept Zhang Ye's challenge.

The disciples of the Weapon Refining Hall looked at each other. If in the past, Patriarch Baimei accepted Zhang Ye's challenge, everyone would think it was unnecessary. Zhang Ye was nothing! But now, the disciples of the Weapon Refining Hall felt that Patriarch Baimei was not worthy of challenging Zhang Ye.

"What are you still doing?" Baimei Ancestor turned pale with anger and yelled.

"Disciple, take the order!" In any case, the matters among the senior officials are not something that young disciples like them should worry about, so they took the order and left immediately.

Within two days, the news that Patriarch Baimei challenged Zhang Ye spread a lot in Tiandao City, and the Lord Guard personally came to inform Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye finished forging the magic weapon in his hand and smiled calmly: "A mere eight-star blacksmith."

Zhang Ye responded with seven words, and there was no further text. He even announced that the blacksmith shop was closed, and Zhang Ye went to Lingtai Sect leisurely.

The monks were confused. Didn't Zhang Ye want to challenge Patriarch Baimei before? Now Patriarch Baimei has accepted the challenge. What do you mean?

People who knew Zhang Ye a little bit suddenly realized it and laughed without saying a word. Others pressed the question again and again, and the insider said: "Previously, Patriarch Baimei rejected Master Zhang's challenge with the word 'merely five-star blacksmith', but now, Zhang Ye rejected Patriarch Baimei with 'merely eight-star blacksmith'. This is a sign of his strength. A slap in the face is also about turning against the guest, let Ancestor Baimei challenge him!"

The word "challenge" has a bit of a feeling from low to high, just like a certain Nascent Soul who is not afraid of death and challenges the great master of virtual refining. The challenger is usually the one who is slightly worse.

The meaning of Zhang Ye's actions was to let Patriarch Baimei challenge him again. Although the result would be the same, the power of humiliating Patriarch Baimei was definitely doubled.

Zhang Ye is now a ten-star blacksmith, and he does have the confidence to say this! The monks who understood the situation laughed loudly and spread Zhang Ye's response quickly.

Tiandao City was in an uproar because of the dispute between Zhang Ye and Baimei Patriarch, but Zhang Ye came to Lingtai Sect with no worries.

Nowadays, Zhang Ye is so famous that the Lingtai disciples rarely see Zhang Ye once. They call for friends and surround Zhang Ye, and everyone is as happy as if they are celebrating the New Year.

Zhang Ye greeted the Lingtai disciples cordially and found Su Jin.

"Sect Master." Zhang Ye cupped his hands.

"Han Ling'er didn't come with you?" Su Jin's expression showed no emotion or anger.

Zhang Ye hid Han Ling'er tightly, but he still couldn't escape Su Jin's eyes, so he stopped hiding it: "My wife is a member of the devil's path, so it is inconvenient for her to enter the mountain. Please forgive me, Master."

When she heard the word wife, Su Jin's eyes were obviously a little sad, but she quickly recovered and said: "Han Ling'er was once a disciple of my Lingtai Sect and will remain so throughout his life. No matter what his status is now, he can come whenever he wants without any restraint."

Zhang Ye felt warm in his heart: "On behalf of my wife, I would like to thank the sect leader."

Immediately, Zhang Ye took out a top-quality fairy sword from the Qiankun bag: "I know that Lingtai Sect is not good at sword skills, but I am still practicing on the craftsmanship of the fairy sword and will make up for it later."

Su Jin knew about Zhang Ye's performance in the Magic Weapon Association right away, but seeing the top-quality sword with her own eyes made her slightly moved, but Su Jin smiled and said, "I can't afford your sword."

Zhang Ye looked embarrassed. He used to be in a tight situation and had cheated Su Jin of many spiritual stones. However, Zhang Ye was not prepared to charge for this immortal sword. He said: "To thank Lingtai Sect for their care over the years, there is no charge for the immortal sword. Even though it’s not as good as the sect leader’s sword, please accept it.”

Su Jin's heart felt warm, but he was also a little surprised. His sword was well disguised and there was nothing surprising about it. How did Zhang Ye see that it was better than the best sword?

It is true that Zhang Ye couldn't see it in the past, but with the advanced forging realm, Zhang Ye has reason to believe that Su Jin's sword is definitely more powerful than the sacred weapon, and can even be compared with the Taoist weapon!

Su Jin did not dwell too much on this issue and accepted Zhang Ye's sword: "No matter how much trouble you cause in the future, Lingtai Sect will always be your backing."

Zhang Ye scratched his head in embarrassment, and the sect master saw through Xiao Jiujiu's inner feelings again. Now he is called Ban Tiandao Palace Baimei Patriarch, Lingtai Sect, and must be on his side.

After receiving Su Jin's promise, Zhang Ye left with satisfaction.

Su Jin looked at Zhang Ye's back and murmured: "Tiandao Palace is not as simple as you think, but if you want to fight it, I will definitely help you."

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The White-browed Patriarch also knew Zhang Ye's response. He was furious and grabbed the collar of the deacon disciple and asked, "Who does Zhang Ye think he is?"

The deacon disciple was a little panicked. You are angry with Zhang Ye, why are you angry with me? The deacon disciple thought that since the White-browed Patriarch asked him, he had to answer, so he said weakly, "Ten-star forger?"

The White-browed Patriarch's face froze: "I am the head elder of the Tiandao Palace Refining Hall. Why does Zhang Ye dare to be so arrogant?"

"Nine-star Alchemist?" The deacon disciple answered weakly again.

The White-browed Patriarch opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't say anything. After a long time, he roared: "I don't believe these empty words. He must have bribed the Magic Weapon Association and the Alchemy Association!"

"Top-grade Immortal Sword? Top-grade Sacred Weapon?" The deacon disciple thought that these were real, right? But seeing that the White-browed Patriarch froze again, could it be that the reason was still not sufficient? The deacon disciple slapped his forehead, "Ancestor, there is also that lucky bag that can get full marks in the tenth test even though its grade is unknown!"

The White Eyebrow Ancestor was already angry, but he didn't expect to be speechless by a small deacon disciple. Seeing the deacon disciple looking for praise, he couldn't bear to hit him.

The White Eyebrow Ancestor put down the deacon disciple and his pride, but his voice was solemn: "Notify Zhang Ye that I, the White Eyebrow Ancestor, will challenge him in three days!"

The White Eyebrow Ancestor did not think about swallowing his anger, but the head of the sect had already said that this matter must be dealt with positively. Moreover, the White Eyebrow Ancestor felt that the lost glory should be taken back by himself!

The deacon disciple felt a different aura from the White Eyebrow Ancestor. In the past, the White Eyebrow Ancestor was a smooth old man who was good at scheming and always gave people a kind and amiable look.

But now the White Eyebrow Ancestor is proud and upright.

The deacon disciple, who was also a forger, understood why his ancestor had changed like this, because the White Eyebrowed Ancestor had regained his craftsmanship!

"I obey your orders!" The deacon disciple left quickly, his steps much more steady.

...

Zhang Ye returned to the blacksmith shop and happened to meet the deacon disciple of the weapon refining hall.

"Zhang Ye, my ancestor said that he would challenge you in three days. Here is the challenge letter!" The deacon disciple handed over a gold-plated letter.

Zhang Ye took a look and smiled heartily: "Go back and tell your ancestor that this master accepts the challenge!"

This unprecedented battle was finally confirmed, and the cultivators of Tiandao City rushed to tell each other.

Considering that Zhang Ye and the White Eyebrowed Ancestor were fighting to avenge the City Guard House, the Lord Guard, after obtaining Zhang Ye's consent, set up a square arena on the street at the main entrance of the City Guard House as a battlefield for the two to compete in three days.

In order to see the duel between the two top blacksmiths, even though the three-day deadline was still early, the monks of Tiandao City had already surrounded the arena. But how many people could stand in such a small space? Tiandao City did not allow people to stay in the air for a long time, which made the monks anxious.

Many businesses came up with an idea. If there was no room on the ground, they could stand on the roof. They started renting out rooftop sightseeing spots and made a fortune.

In the past few days, many monks who had just come to Tiandao City would find a strange sight. The roof was full of people.

These monks wanted to fly to the roof to ask what was going on, but as soon as they landed, someone came to them to collect money.

What the hell is wrong with Tiandao City? !

In the early morning of the three-day deadline, Han Linger gently arranged Zhang Ye's clothes: "Promise me, if it really doesn't work, just admit defeat."

Zhang Ye smiled and scratched her nose: "How can you curse your husband like this?"

Han Linger blushed, but she said seriously: "I'm serious."

Zhang Ye also put away his joking heart. The White Eyebrow Patriarch dared to challenge him, a ten-star forger, and he must have extraordinary skills. He really can't underestimate the enemy.

"Well, I will be careful." Zhang Ye promised, and kissed Han Linger on the forehead, "Wait for me to come back."

Han Linger couldn't accompany him. After all, today's battle with the White Eyebrow Patriarch was the focus of everyone's attention. If Han Linger was discovered by those treacherous ancestors who were secretly observing, Han Linger would be in danger.

The streets were already crowded, and the roofs were the same. But when they saw Zhang Ye, the crowd spontaneously made way for him.

Of course, everyone also shouted a few cheers from time to time to cheer for Master Zhang. Zhang Ye was not arrogant, and smiled like a spring breeze, nodding to greet them one by one.

The arena was surrounded by soldiers from the city guards to prevent the onlookers from jumping onto the arena. When they saw Zhang Ye coming, they opened a gap to let Zhang Ye in.

As soon as Zhang Ye stepped onto the arena, he was greeted by a huge cheer. Zhang Ye greeted everyone, then stood quietly on the arena with his hands behind his back and closed his eyes to rest.

Not long after, an old man with white eyebrows and beard descended from the sky, wearing the Taoist robe of the Tiandao Palace. It was the White Eyebrow Ancestor.

Zhang Ye opened his eyes, with a hint of amusement in his eyes. This was the first time he met the White Eyebrow Ancestor in his true body. Maybe it would be the last time.