He realized a lot as he recalled the feeling of becoming one with the Seven Star Whip earlier.
He thought that after this competition, he would definitely make some new breakthroughs in refining.
Now, only the final step remained.
That was to reconnect the main body of the Seven Star Whip, and then it would be a complete success.
There was still an hour left, which was enough!
Even so, Ye Fei did not relax.
After a series of skillful movements, Ye Fei had already melted the remaining metal materials. After some meticulous work, the Seven Star Whip in Ye Fei's hands was fully formed.
"Finally done!"
Ye Fei smiled as he looked at the exquisitely crafted weapon on the table, which gleamed with a cold light.
This time, he was very satisfied with the weapon he had refined.
He estimated that this weapon might even reach the Saint grade.
But in any case, it was definitely above the Divine grade!
The palpable, scorching gaze from the side was something Ye Fei could no longer ignore.
He directly turned his head to the left.
He saw that Feng Ruo Qin was practically itching to pick up the Seven Star Whip he had refined.
If it weren't for the ongoing competition, Feng Ruo Qin would have probably grabbed Ye Fei and bombarded him with questions.
That's right!
Ye Fei was exactly to her taste!
And this person was also a fellow craftsman!
There was still half an hour left until the competition ended.
For Feng Ruo Qin, this half an hour felt like an eternity.
Just as her patience was about to run out, a middle-aged man in splendid attire, with a mustache, standing in front of the competition stage, finally announced loudly that the competition had ended.
Feng Ruo Qin glanced at Ye Fei one last time before hurrying back to her previous spot before the competition stage.
As soon as the competition ended, many artifact refiners sighed and shook their heads, although quite a few also wore smiles, seemingly very satisfied with their results.
"Young Master Zhang, congratulations, congratulations! I think you've got this one in the bag!"
Directly in front of Ye Fei, a very thin middle-aged man dressed in rather shabby clothes was flattering a very arrogant man with a square face.
Hearing this, Ye Fei couldn't help but glance at the weapon placed on the table in front of the square-faced man.
Ye Fei let out a soft scoff, feeling quite disdainful.
In his opinion, the grade of this weapon didn't even reach Divine grade!
"What are you laughing at, kid?"
Unexpectedly, his soft chuckle was caught by the square-faced man.
He immediately turned his head and shouted at Ye Fei.
"It's my freedom to laugh, and it's not your place to discipline me!"
"Stop taking it personally!"
Facing the square-faced man's unfriendly gaze, Ye Fei directly retorted.
"Where did this kid come from, daring to be so presumptuous in front of our Young Master Zhang!"
"Our Young Master Zhang is not someone you lowly folk can provoke!"
"Do you believe our Young Master Zhang could slap you to death with one hand!"
The man dressed in shabby clothes, who was flattering him, immediately jumped up and began to scold Ye Fei fiercely.
"Quiet!"
"If you keep making noise, you'll be disqualified!"
Although Feng Ruo Qin had returned to her seat, she had been paying close attention to Ye Fei's every move.
Especially seeing Ye Fei being lectured by that person, she became furious!
Upon hearing Feng Ruo Qin's voice, the man dressed in shabby clothes was startled and immediately retreated to his seat sheepishly, saying no more.
The competition results were about to be revealed, and he couldn't afford to mess up at this crucial moment!
He was naturally very satisfied with the weapon he had refined this time, and if he could win a ranking, he would become famous.
Then he wouldn't have to worry about clients!
He would finally be able to end his penniless predicament.
As the weapons refined by everyone were marked with numbers and confirmed, they were then collected one by one by the attendants.
"Miss, all the weapons are here!"
The attendant reported after the inspection.
Now it was finally time for the last, crucial stage.
The surrounding crowd also widened their eyes, eagerly awaiting the final results.
Among them were many cultivators who needed custom weapons.
As the weapon testing instrument was brought forward, the intense testing work commenced.
As for Feng Ruo Qin, she stood calmly to the side.
All her attention was now focused on the weapon refined by Ye Fei.
However, after waiting for a long time, Ye Fei's weapon had yet to appear.
"Haha, the weapon I refined this time has actually reached Divine grade!"
As the grade of his refined weapon was revealed, the square-faced man could no longer suppress his excitement.
He arrogantly glanced at Ye Fei several times.
He had expected Ye Fei to show a look of shock and disbelief, but to his surprise, Ye Fei didn't show any expression at all!
This made him extremely frustrated!
"Young Master Zhang, that kid must be stunned by the shock, he's speechless!"
"Little brother congratulates you in advance for taking the lead!"
The man dressed in shabby clothes seized every opportunity to flatter, and his words made the square-faced man ecstatic.
He was just waiting to receive the prize for first place.
As for Feng Ruo Qin, who was in front of the competition stage, she showed no surprise upon seeing the Divine grade weapon produced by the square-faced man, remaining very calm.
Just as her patience was about to run out, she finally saw Ye Fei's weapon!
When Ye Fei's weapon appeared, Feng Ruo Qin suddenly rushed to the front of the weapon testing instrument, her eyes fixed on the light representing the grade.
*Thump thump thump.*
The flickering lights were just like her current state of mind, unable to calm down.
After a long pause, it finally stopped at the position representing Saint grade weapons.
"My heavens, it's actually a Saint grade weapon!"
"It seems my guess was correct!"
*Whoosh.*
Feng Ruo Qin's words were heard word for word by several judges present.
The judges who were previously testing other weapons also gathered around.
Everyone widened their eyes, gazing intently at the exquisitely crafted Seven Star Whip that gleamed with a cold light.
"Hiss!"
"I've been a judge for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen someone refine a Saint grade weapon using such ordinary materials!"
"The talent of this number sixty is simply terrifying!"
A judge with a long white beard exclaimed.
"Yes, it's truly a case of the newer generation surpassing the old, and the old being left behind on the beach!"
"It seems we are all getting old; the future belongs to the young!"
Another judge said eagerly.
"This is even more impressive than the recognized genius selected two years ago!"
"I would really like to get to know this young friend!"
"It would be even better if I could exchange ideas with him!"
All the judges on the scene shared the same sentiment.