Emperor Qiankun

Chapter 324 No one is worthy of him!

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As the group walked out of the restaurant, the sunlight shone on them, giving them a golden glow.

Tong Mufeng led the way, his steps steady;

Li Qingyuan and his three companions followed closely behind, with Old Huangniu walking with his head held high and chest puffed out.

Pedestrians on the street cast curious glances and whispered among themselves.

"Hey~ isn't that Old Monster Tong from the Treasure Pavilion?"

"Those people beside him look familiar..."

"Could it be that someone really wants to test the waters?"

"It couldn't be that blond guy... The others are all too young, it definitely can't be him!"

"That makes sense. Quick, let's go and take a look."

"..."

Before long, Li Qingyuan and his group arrived at Yunxi City Square.

From afar, the purple-gold hammer stood quietly on the black iron platform in the center of the square, its runes flashing and its aura radiating, as if waiting for its master to arrive!

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Upon seeing Tong Mufeng arrive, the crowd that had been surging like a tide in the square instantly seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand.

They all tacitly stepped back two steps to the side, consciously making way for a wide path.

Tong Mufeng remained calm, a faint smile playing on his lips, and led Li Qingyuan and the other three, striding towards the Xuan Tie Platform in the center of the square.

At this moment, some impatient cultivators in the crowd could not suppress their inner restlessness and tried to follow Tong Mufeng and the others forward, but they were quickly stopped by the stewards of the Treasure Pavilion.

The eight Treasure Pavilion stewards stood tall and straight, their gazes firm, like guardians protecting a city, firmly keeping everyone in place.

Seeing this, the other cultivators who were originally itching to make a move instantly lost their enthusiasm.

But the noise in the square grew louder and louder, as if it were about to break through the clouds!

"Hey, look at this scene, it's going to be really lively today!"

A burly young cultivator shouted at the top of his lungs, his face full of excitement, the spear in his hand swaying gently with his movements.

"That's right! This Purple Gold Hammer hasn't appeared in the world for two hundred years. Today we're really going to have a good show!"

A tall, thin monk next to him chimed in, his eyes sparkling with curiosity as he crossed his arms and kept tiptoeing to peer inside.

"Pshaw, what Purple Gold Hammer? I think it's just a pretty but useless thing. All these people gathered here today are just wasting their time!"

A middle-aged cultivator with a disdainful expression curled his lip, put his hands behind his head, and looked nonchalant.

"Exactly! The Treasure Pavilion is making such a big fuss this time, maybe it's just a smokescreen, trying to make another quick buck by using the name of the Purple Gold Hammer!"

Another cultivator with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face joined in the commotion, his eyes full of cunning and a mocking smile on his lips.

The murmurs among the crowd rose and fell, like a pot of boiling water, churning and bubbling, a cacophony of sounds that created a noisy ocean.

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Tong Mufeng arrived in front of the Xuan Tie Platform, slowly turned around, his eyes sharp as he surveyed the surrounding crowd.

As far as his gaze could see, up to the azure sky like a jewel, there were cultivators standing in mid-air;

Down on the ground, in bustling restaurants and other establishments, people come and go, and the noise is incessant.

The dense crowd before me was a sea of ​​people, shoulder to shoulder, like a vast black ocean, surging and turbulent, the grandest scene in Yunxi City in hundreds of years!

Seeing this, Tong Mufeng's smile grew even brighter, and he was secretly delighted: the publicity for the Treasure Pavilion was a success!

This is exactly the result that the Pavilion Master and the elders have been thinking about and hoping to see day and night!

Having achieved his goal, Tong Mufeng's eyes darted around, and a sudden inspiration struck him, giving rise to a plan...

At that moment, he slowly raised his hand, signaling the surrounding crowd to quiet down.

The surrounding crowd was initially confused, whispering and discussing among themselves.

But gradually, perhaps out of curiosity about the Treasure Pavilion, or perhaps out of anticipation for what interesting things might happen next...

The crowd gradually quieted down, but their eyes still shone with doubt and anticipation.

Everyone's mainly curious to see what kind of surprises Treasure Pavilion will come up with this time...

Tong Mufeng noticed that the crowd around him had quieted down and all eyes were on him.

He cleared his throat, then spoke in a loud voice:

"Gentlemen! I am Tong Mufeng, an elder of the Treasure Pavilion, and I have been in charge of the pavilion's armory for more than two hundred years."

"Some of the old men here must know me, or at least have heard of my name, so I won't waste any more words introducing myself."

"Today, cultivators from all walks of life have gathered here, all for the sake of who owns this Purple Gold Hammer."

"More than two hundred years have passed since the Purple Gold Hammer was created."

"It can be said that I personally witnessed the first half of this hammer's life—a dazzling and remarkable beginning; and also a period of desolation, buried in dust for over two hundred years..."

"With the appearance of the Purple Gold Hammer, it will overshadow the world and become the most dazzling existence in this world!"

"Alright, I was just feeling sentimental and have taken up your precious time. I hope you will forgive me."

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At this point, Tong Mufeng abruptly changed the subject, his voice becoming sharp as a sword, as if it could pierce through people's hearts:

"I've said all this not for any other reason than to show the world how ignorant and foolish your prejudices against this hammer are!"

"Everyone calls this hammer a 'useless weapon,' but have they ever considered that it's not that it's useless, but that no one is worthy of it?!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!

The cultivators who gathered around Yunxi City Square initially listened with great interest to Tong Mufeng's account of the first half of the Purple Gold Hammer's history, gaining a deeper understanding of this mysterious divine weapon.

However, when they heard Tong Mufeng's impassioned words, everyone who heard them turned pale.

Most of the people gathered here to watch the spectacle.

But deep down, they all agreed that the Purple Gold Hammer was nothing more than a "useless divine weapon" and not worth such a grand promotion.

Therefore, upon hearing Tong Mufeng's words, regardless of whether they were young, vigorous, or hot-blooded;

Whether they were young and vigorous cultivators or old-timers who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, all felt anger rising in their hearts.

To them, words like "prejudice" and "overwhelming the world" sounded like sharp blades piercing their hearts.

This is an insult directed at all of them!

How can I bear this?

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