Some prominent figures in the city also came over one after another, such as the god-level weapon refiner Song Weiping, the alchemist union branch president Guan Shan, and other heads of big families also knelt on the ground, but Chu Wanhao and Feibaolou were nowhere to be seen.

Ding Hao.

The heads of the eight ancient sects assisted Yanzu in slaying demons hundreds of years ago, and that was how the world became today.

It is no exaggeration to say that they are the founders of Yanxia Continent.

Old Man Tiansha slowly landed on the ground, waved his hand and said: "No need to be formal, everyone get up!"

Everyone stood up one after another and surrounded the old man Tiansha. Everyone was respectful and greeted him with greetings.

Song Weiping came up and said: "Head of Tiansha, I have the honor to make a weapon for my niece Feifei. Please take a look at it."

Then with a wave of his hand, an apprentice came forward, holding a red wooden plate in his hand.

On top of the wooden plate is a bolas with a chain.

"What the hell is this?" Old Man Tiansha frowned slightly.

"Haha, this is the weapon I want!" Xiang Feifei was very happy and picked up the meteor hammer directly. "As expected, it can chop, stab, chop, slice, smash, hammer, swing, and throw—

—Hey, where’s the hidden weapon?”

Song Weiping taught Xiang Feifei how to use concealed weapons on the spot. Xiang Feifei wanted to test it on the spot, but Song Weiping declined, saying that there were many people here and it was easy to cause accidental injuries. Then he tried again in a secluded place.
Chapter completed!