Chapter 2200 - Chapter 2200: A Terrifying Number Of Materials! The Academy Arbitration Association Assessment! (1)

Chapter 2200: A Terrifying Number Of Materials! The Academy Arbitration Association Assessment! (1)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Of course,” Wang Teng said, feeling a bit amused as Yue Qiqiao still seemed somewhat skeptical.

“Why didn’t any strong individuals from our academy take you as their disciple?” Boret couldn’t help but ask.

“It’s hard to say,” Wang Teng replied.

“Does it have something to do with your disappearance at the top of the Spiritual Hollow Mountain?” Wu Yan suddenly spoke up.

“Ah, didn’t expect you to be quite clever.” Wang Teng glanced at him, chuckling.

Wu Yan was speechless.

What do you mean by “didn’t expect”?

Did you think I was stupid?

Others were also curious. Did his disappearance at the top of the Spiritual Hollow Mountain have something to do with it?

“After you disappeared at the top of the Spiritual Hollow Mountain, where did you go?” Yue Qiqiao couldn’t help but ask.

“It’s not something 1 can disclose.” Wang Teng adopted a mysterious expression, shaking his head.

Everyone was speechless, but there was nothing they could do. If Wang Teng didn’t want to say, they couldn’t press him further.

“It seems we worried for nothing. You must have had some other fortuitous encounter,” Yue Qiqiao looked at Wang Teng, her eyes flickering.

Wang Teng smiled.

“Do we need to spread this news? Many people outside have heard that you don’t have a master, and some are getting restless,” Yue Qiqiao said.

“No need to spread it. Let it be like this,” Wang Teng pondered for a moment and replied.

“Alright,” Yue Qiqiao nodded. She naturally followed Wang Teng’s decision on this matter.

With the assurance that everything was fine on Wang Teng’s end, the atmosphere relaxed, and the group began to engage in casual conversation.

Wang Teng learned about their disciple situations from the others. These talents had chosen excellent mentors. Wu Yan, Tai Beisha, Baichuan Liu, and Boret all had eternal-stage rulers as their masters, and the caliber of their mentors was top-notch.

Yue Qiqiao, Wade, and the others had acknowledged eternal-stage martial warriors as their masters so they could receive good guidance too.

“Yuan Mu has an eternal-stage ruler as his master?” Wang Teng was surprised.

He found it unexpected that with Yuan Mu’s talent, there wasn’t a true god willing to take him as a disciple.

“Yes,” Yue Qiqiao nodded and explained, “Several eternal-stage rulers were vying to take him as their disciple, but no true god stepped forward. In the end, Yuan Mu could only choose one eternal-stage ruler as his master.”

“You should have seen his dissatisfied look at that time.” Wade grinned.

“Oh? How dissatisfied was he?” Wang Teng laughed.

“He practically had it written on his face. But if he doesn’t relent, those eternal-stage rulers might not be willing to take him as a disciple in the end,” Wade said.

“With his pride, he probably never thought about taking an eternal-stage ruler as his master. Too bad things didn’t go as he wished,” Wang Teng commented.

“It’s probably because of his poor performance in the end. The true gods want not only talent but also a good character. Yuan Mu is too proud,” Yu Yunxian spoke up.

“Yeah, when true gods take disciples, having talent alone isn’t enough. The character also needs to be exceptional. Yuan Mu is too arrogant,” Wu Yan nodded and added, “But this way, we don’t have to fear him. We also have eternal-stage rulers as our masters, who knows who will have the last laugh in the end.”

As the conversation came to an end, Wu Yan couldn’t help but cast a glance at Wang Teng. This guy remained an enigma.

Wu Yan couldn’t discern what opportunities he had truly gained in the end.

For some reason, having an eternal-stage ruler as his master didn’t give Wu Yan any sense of superiority.

Before long, everyone departed. They had their cultivation plans and couldn’t afford to waste time.

Wu Yan remained obedient. After losing to Wu Yan on the Spiritual Hollow Mountain, he joined the Constellation Society willingly without any complaints or resentment.

However, when Wang Teng heard that Wan Dong and the others did not join the Constellation Society, he sneered. It seemed these people were still not being honest.

Nevertheless, Wang Teng wasn’t in a hurry to deal with them. In the future, they would naturally realize the meaning of regret.

Wang Teng was extremely confident in the demon lotus poison he had planted. Unless an eternal-stage powerhouse intervened, it was impossible to completely eradicate it.

Instead of returning to the cultivation room, Wang Teng contemplated for a moment and then took out his spacecraft. He headed for the Smithery Volcano.

The Smithery Volcano was the volcano used by the academy’s blacksmiths for refining. It was not far from the Alchemy Volcano.

You could say that they were within the same region.

The spaceship quickly arrived at the Smithery Volcano, and Wang Teng walked out from the spacecraft, descending towards the destination.

The Smithery Volcano was designed similarly to the Alchemy Volcano. Halfway up the mountain, there was a grand hall responsible for handling various affairs.

The usage rights for the volcanoes were divided based on the blacksmith’s level, numbered from one to nine. The first three volcanoes were designated for blacksmiths below the master level, while the fourth to sixth were available for grandmaster blacksmiths.

Considering Wang Teng’s current blacksmithing proficiency, which had essentially reached the later stages of the grandmaster level, he directly descended to the sixth Smithery Volcano.

He then headed towards the administrative grand hall halfway up the mountain.

Many people recognized Wang Teng. After the Grand Disciple Acceptance Ceremony, he became quite famous. Almost everywhere he went, people recognized him.

His reputation was not inferior to those long-established geniuses within the academy!

Upon seeing Wang Teng, many were surprised, wondering why he had come to the Smithery Volcano. Was he here to have weapons forged?

It wasn’t impossible. Many warriors sought skilled blacksmiths here to craft custom weapons.

Before he entered the grand hall, a burly young man, accompanied by several others, walked out. Upon spotting Wang Teng, he momentarily froze and then his eyes lit up.

“Junior Brother Wang Teng!”

“Erm… who are you?” Wang Teng looked at the muscular young man in front of him and asked curiously..