Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 1835

Chapter 1835: Is He Really That Strong?

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

46.

Qu Zhengjia’s score for identifying spiritual materials was 46 points.

Out of a total of 50, 46.

This number had already surpassed 99% of geniuses over countless years.

45 was the threshold for divine-level; scoring over 45 in the identification of spiritual materials meant that as long as one didn’t fall, one was destined to reach divine-level.

Not just above 40, with a chance to enter divine-level, but guaranteed divine-level.

Divine-levels, whether in weapon refining, puppet control, or armor control, seemed numerous across the entire Galaxy Universe. In Wanjin City alone, there were thousands, but it must be understood that these were accumulated over countless millennia.

Many divine-level powerhouses had lived for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years.

Even so, few cities in the wilderness had divine-level guardians, and in the great void cities, divine-level individuals were the most elite.

The birth of a new divine-level powerhouse could create a stir even in Wanjin City.

In other large cities, a divine-level powerhouse would be a significant figure.

“Future divine-level!”

“This must be Xu Ao!”

The people outside the hall looked at the numbers on the screen and exclaimed excitedly.

The few divine-level refiners also smiled.

Zhu Shaosheng stood there, his face filled with surprise. The Qi family members behind him were already overjoyed.

Xu Ao had scored 46 points, so the other person who scored more than 40 points must be their young master, Qi Zhujian.

“I really didn’t expect Young Master’s armament refining skills to reach such a level!”

The white-haired elder of the Qi family said in a low voice, clenching his fists.

The three Core Elders looked at each other.

“You think so?”

“Maybe…”

The other frowned slightly.

“His foundation seems to be a little lacking?”

46 points was very high, but to the three Core Elders, this score was not as high as they had imagined.

That was a newly-advanced core Elder. Was he going to use this score?

The three of them looked at the last figure.

At this moment, no one outside the hall cared about the last person on the light screen.

There was no need.

This person was just there to make up the numbers and had already given up.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen 180 types of spiritual materials nonchalantly, casually, indifferently.

Wu Zhao was a little disappointed.

He felt that the last person was most likely his employer.

In the hall, the others did not look at Han Muye, but at Qu Zhengjia.

Xu Ao’s face was filled with surprise.

Qi Zhujian was confused.

Zhang Xiangyang’s mouth was wide open in disbelief.

Who would believe that such a person would appear in the certification trial today?

Qu Zhengjia seemed to be used to being watched. He stood there without changing his expression and put away the small hammer he had refined previously.

A spiritual light swept across the light screen, and all the spiritual materials Han Muye chose disappeared.

After the spiritual materials disappeared, the light screen trembled slightly.

The number did not appear.

What did he mean? Was it because his score was too low?

The people outside the hall were slightly stunned.

“Buzz!”

A golden light rose on the light screen.

50.

50?

50!

There was silence outside the hall.

The golden words were incomparably dazzling.

But no one believed their own eyes.

“Impossible…”

Someone whispered.

“How can it be 50 points? No one has ever scored full marks in the first round of identifying spiritual materials.”

Someone let out a low cry.

Outside the hall, the murmurs grew louder and louder.

Then, they surged like a tsunami.

“Impossible!”

“Impossible!”

Be it mid-level cultivators or divine-level powerhouses, they all had the same thought.

Impossible.

“Impossible…” One of the three Core Elders, a white-bearded elder, muttered in shock.

The old man beside him was also shocked, but his expression was calm as he said in a low voice, “As expected of him…”

As expected of Master Han, who single-handedly changed the general trend of refining in the world and the structure of the world.

The middle-aged man standing at the back did not speak, but there was a hint of emotion in his eyes.

“Who are you?” In the hall, Qu Zhengjia looked up at Han Muye with confusion.

Qi Zhujian trembled all over, staring at Han Muye, his eyes full of disbelief.

He couldn’t comprehend what these 50 points represented.

Xu Ao also stared at Han Muye, seemingly recalling something but hesitating.

Zhang Xiangming, on the other hand, was at a loss. His mouth was open, and his lips were trembling slightly.

Did he witness history today in this trial?

Should he feel honored?

Looking at Han Muye, he forced a smile.

“Buzz!”

The screen shattered, and five figures disappeared from the hall.

The second trial began.

On a vast and desolate plain, there were low mountains and scattered exotic beasts.

Han Muye stood on the mountain ridge and looked ahead.

“In one day, use the art of weapon refining to kill exotic beasts. Beasts below level five do not count. Level five beasts are worth one point each, level six 10 points, level seven 100 points, level eight 1,000 points, level nine 10,000 points, sage-level 100,000 points, and divine-level a million points.”

“120,000 points to pass.

“Full score, 10 million points.”

A loud voice echoed across the plain.

The rules for this trial were simple: kill exotic beasts.

But reaching 120,000 points wouldn’t be easy.

At least one sage-level beast needed to be killed, along with numerous others of different levels.

As for the full score, that was almost unimaginable.

To kill 10 divine-level beasts in one day.

It wasn’t just difficult; it was impossibly difficult.

Refine weapons, then kill beasts, then refine weapons, then kill beasts again.

This process, for someone to kill even one beast, hadn’t been seen in hundreds of thousands of years.