Emperor Qiankun

Chapter 327 barely passed!

"hiss--"

Upon seeing this scene, the surrounding cultivators gasped in astonishment.

As expected, the reputation of this Purple Gold Hammer is well-deserved; its weight should not be underestimated!

However, some people in the crowd, either out of jealousy or a love of watching a spectacle, began to question or mock the man.

"Hey, look at this big guy, thinking he can hold a hammer with one hand? Doesn't he know his own limitations? Isn't he just asking for trouble?"

A monk with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face crossed his arms and spoke in a sarcastic tone with a mocking expression.

"Exactly! Still showing off like that? Now you know what's what, haha!"

Another thin cultivator chimed in, laughing so hard he almost fell over.

Hearing the mocking voices around him, the man felt both ashamed and angry, and trembled with rage.

He glared angrily at those people and shouted:

"What are you laughing at! I'm waiting to see you embarrass yourselves!"

He then quickly left the scene, plunging into the crowd without looking back, too ashamed to utter another word.

......

What followed was horrific—

The hundred cultivators took turns fighting, some turning red in the face from exhaustion, others fainting from exhaustion...

The worst off was a show-off young man who was thrown three meters away by the recoil and embedded in the wall of the restaurant across the street!

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the first batch of one hundred men were all wiped out.

Tong Mufeng had expected this, and seeing this scene, he was very satisfied and nodded secretly.

Seeing his expression, Yue Qinghuan, who was standing beside him, pouted and teased:

"Grandpa Tong, your method is really underhanded. Isn't this just blatantly ripping people off?"

"Hey! You little brat, you're siding with outsiders, aren't you?"

"If it weren't for this mess you caused, do you think I'd want to waste my time here, being busy every single day..."

Tong Mufeng pretended to glare and puff out his beard, but his eyes were full of doting affection.

"Hehe, anyway, Grandpa Tong dotes on Qinghuan the most, so he will definitely grant Qinghuan's wish."

Yue Qinghuan tugged at Tong Mufeng's sleeve and said in a coquettish tone, her face beaming with a sweet smile.

"Haha, you're right. Who told you to be the only legitimate daughter, little princess? If we old folks don't pamper you, are we supposed to pamper those brats instead?"

Tong Mufeng smiled and patted Yue Qinghuan's head. His smile was very kind, like the warm sun in spring, warm and friendly.

......

Meanwhile, Li Qingyuan had already collected the fees and two more groups of people came in, one hundred people in each group.

Not long after, all two hundred people left, and still, not one of them succeeded.

They left the square, their faces filled with disappointment and their steps heavy.

One group after another, in less than half an hour, a hundred groups of people had taken the stage to try the hammer, totaling tens of thousands of people, but only a dozen or so could barely lift and swing it.

Of course, this so-called "reluctance" really is just that—reluctance.

This was because Tong Mufeng saw that the proportion of people who could actually lift and wield the Purple Gold Hammer was too small, causing some of the surrounding cultivators to lose confidence and not want to participate.

This is not possible!

Now, Tong Mufeng looked at these people as if they were piles of top-grade Xuanjing crystals, one after another—these were all money!

We certainly can't let this opportunity pass us by!

Therefore, he allowed a few barely passable ninth-level Heavenly Gang Realm body cultivators to pass.

When these people tried it, although they could pick up and swing the Purple Gold Hammer, it was still very difficult for them.

However, the effect was indeed quite good, and the enthusiasm of the people around them was stirred up again. Everyone was eager to try, as if they had seen the hope of getting the Purple Gold Hammer for free again.

"This money is so easy to make..."

Seeing this, Li Qingyuan put one hand to her forehead and sighed helplessly.

Judging by this momentum, they're likely to make a fortune today.

But he estimated that out of these hundreds of thousands of people, it would be good if a thousand could pass... or even fewer!

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One group after another, after paying with Xuanjing (mysterious crystals), hurriedly stepped into the arena, filled with anticipation and nervousness, ready to test the hammer!

Time passed slowly in this tense atmosphere, and before we knew it, noon had passed and the afternoon had begun.

Under the scorching summer sun, the intense sunlight pierced the earth like sharp swords, making the atmosphere on site increasingly heated and restless.

At this point, nearly 100,000 people had already tried the hammer!

Inside the spatial ring beside Li Qingyuan, top-grade Xuan Crystals had already piled up into a small mountain, shimmering with a captivating light under the sunlight, arousing envy among the surrounding cultivators, their eyes filled with greed.

However, due to Tong Mufeng's overwhelming authority, they dared not make the slightest move.

After all, no one would doubt that if someone dared to steal this spatial ring—

Tong Mufeng will definitely strike swiftly and decisively, killing people with overwhelming force. The consequences will be far beyond what they can bear!

"next batch."

Li Qingyuan waved lazily, her gaze sweeping over the dark mass of people outside the arena.

Nearly half of the monks remained on the sidelines, either whispering among themselves or clutching their purses in hesitation.

But at that moment, the crowd suddenly erupted into chaos.

A sharp-eyed cultivator suddenly pointed at one of the newcomers testing their hammers and shouted:

"Look! Isn't that young man in blue robes one of the top talents on the Prodigy Ranking?"

"Where? Where? I see it—"

"Hey, you know what, I saw this guy at the Prodigy Gathering two months ago. He seems to be a member of the new generation of Prodigy Ranking, his name should be Qin Lie..."

Another cultivator echoed, his eyes filled with amazement.

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At this moment, another cultivator frowned and said:

"But his cultivation level is only at the mid-stage of the eighth level of the Heavenly Gang Realm. Logically speaking, it should be quite difficult. Look at those who passed, the lowest level they were at is the early stage of the ninth level of the Heavenly Gang Realm."

After listening, a seemingly knowledgeable old scholar shook his head and said with a disdainful look.

"Don't compare the geniuses on the list of prodigies with those mediocre people; the two are not comparable."

Everyone knows that the minimum requirement for being listed on the Prodigy Ranking is youth, under thirty years old;

"Another key characteristic is the ability to kill enemies across realms, therefore, one cannot define a person's strength solely by their cultivation level..."

"Hmm...that's true, this is going to be interesting."

Everyone nodded, their faces showing anticipation, their eyes fixed intently on Qin Lie.