Before Fang Ruofeng could answer, the craftsman snorted coldly, "What do you know, a yellow-haired girl? The artifact I refined is well-known in the entire God-God World. Even the masters of the Spirit Emperor have to beg me to help them refine artifacts. Now the conditions I have given this kid are very relaxed, and you dare to be dissatisfied!"

As soon as the craftsman's painting was said to Murong Ningyue, Ye Yaorao glared at the craftsman. His wife was actually called a yellow-haired girl by the craftsman, which made Ye Yaorao very angry.

When Ye Yaorao was glaring, Jiangmo's body suddenly shook, and a trace of blood slowly flowed down the corner of Jiangmo's mouth. Jiangmo looked at Ye Yaorao in horror.

"You go! You don't have to write those books anymore. I won't refine this imperial artifact for you anymore. You all leave quickly, even if I'm in trouble!"

The craftsman knew that Ye Yaorao was simply a person he couldn't afford to offend, so he directly issued an order to expel everyone, including Fang Ruofeng.

Although Ye Yaorao was not afraid of this craftsman, the main purpose this time was to retrieve Fang Ruofeng. Since Fang Ruofeng had found Ye Yaorao, he would not want to cause trouble. Just when everyone was about to leave Qianfang Valley, Fang Ruofeng was unwilling to do so.

"Senior Craft Demon, how can you go back on your word? We had already agreed that as long as I help you write a hundred books for you to read, you will tailor a royal artifact for me. Now that you have broken your promise, it would be a detriment to your reputation as Senior Craft Demon, right?"

When the craftsman heard Fang Ruofeng say this, he couldn't help but snort coldly and said, "You kid, don't swear by others. It's not that I want to break my promise. It's because your friends are too arrogant. My Qianfang Valley is just a small temple, and it can't accommodate these big Buddhas!"

While speaking, the craftsman said, he looked at Ye Yaorao deliberately. Seeing this, Fang Ruofeng walked to Murong Ningyue and said, "Ningyue, I know you are here for my own good, but this imperial artifact is really very important to me. I still remember that when I first met you, your cultivation was not as good as me, but in such a short time, you have come from behind. If I don't have a handy weapon, the gap between me and you will only grow bigger and bigger. What qualifications are there to be your friend in the future?"

Murong Ningyue was deeply touched by Fang Ruofeng's words, because Murong Ningyue was such a stubborn person in her bones, so Murong Ningyue was not surprised after hearing Fang Ruofeng's words.

Murong Ningyue did not say anything to comfort Fang Ruofeng, because Murong Ningyue knew that any comfort at this time would only appear pale and powerless.

After pondering for a moment, Murong Ningyue finally said arrogantly: "Is it great to know how to refine weapons? I can also refine weapons! I can also refine the magic weapon in this lady. Brother Fang, please don't stay here again! I will help you refine the magic weapon!"

As soon as Murong Ningyue said this, a look of surprise appeared in everyone's eyes. The craftsman even ignored Ye Yaorao's existence and angrily said to Murong Ningyue: "You ignorant yellow-haired girl, you are just a god king who is just a god. Even if you can refine the royal artifact, how can you refine the ones you refine with the ones you refine?"
Chapter completed!