Strongest Eccentric Consort
chapter-582

Chapter 582: Really Considering?

“Ha, even if I say no to this bet today, who will say unfavorable things about me?” Lou Qianxue coldly looked at Lu Liang. “By the same reasoning, Lu Liang, if I want to have an alchemy battle with you, will you dare to accept it?”

“You!”

Alchemy battle?

Lou Qianxue had treated someone whom Gong Sunheng, the demonically-talented alchemist from the Alchemy King’s Mansion, had been unable to treat!

Lu Liang had never even touched pills, and even if he knew alchemy, would he dare to have an alchemy battle with her?

Green veins popped up on Lu Liang’s forehead. He couldn’t say anything.

“Cough… cough, cough, cough! This Lou Qianxue dares to talk.”

“Since you’re taking advantage of me not knowing weapon refinery and inviting me to bet my life on weapons, then I shall do the same to you for not knowing alchemy and ask to have an alchemy battle with you. What will Young Master Lu Liang do? I actually like her style of doing things.” The crowd became interested in the conversation.

“Well said!” Chu Pengfei looked at Lu Liang with ill intentions. “Little weak chicken, if you’re capable, why don’t you have an alchemy battle with our Lil Sis Qianxue!”

“…” Lu Liang’s blood boiled inside him, and he got so furious that he nearly fainted.

At this moment…

“Miss Lou.”

Master Meng suddenly spoke. As he turned his hands, a long sword appeared in his hands. “Did you refine this yesterday?”

Lou Qianxue stared at the sword and nodded. “Right, I refined this at the refinery room yesterday.”

“Was this your first time refining a weapon?”

“Yes.”

Master Meng’s pupils shrank as he said with a kind smile, “Lou Qianxue, do you know how much this sword increases your offensive strength?”

Before Lou Qianxue could reply, Master Meng’s cloudy and listless eyes gradually lit up. “Thirty percent. A whole thirty percent increase in the offensive capability! That makes this sword practically equivalent to a third-grade Spirit Item.”

“!!!” Everyone sucked in a cold breath of air. “Third-grade Spirit Item?”

“First time refining weapons?”

“Is it real or fake? This is deceiving!!!”

“Oh gosh!” Chu Pengfei looked at Lou Qianxue in shock. “You even know weapon refinery?”

“I don’t.” Lou Qianxue shook her head. “I have not officially started learning it.”

“Miss Lou, I, Meng Tianye, have been in the Tian Zhao Empire for decades, and it’s my first time meeting someone with the talent you have. If you’re given time to grow, I believe that your achievement in weapon refinery will be as good as that in your alchemy!”

“Th-the… Thirty percent increase?” The news struck Lu Liang pretty hard. He stared at the long sword in disbelief.

“I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it! How’s it possible for a newcomer to refine a Spirit Item that can increase offensive strength by thirty percent! This isn’t real! I don’t believe it. I don’t believe it. Lou Qianxue, b*tch, come and bet with me on weapons. I want to let everyone know that you are a cheater!

“You’re simply unable to refine such a good Spirit Item. You did not refine this Spirit Item!”

Lou Qianxue ignored Lu Liang and stared at the long sword in Master Meng’s hand. Looks like… I have really mastered the blade inscription.

Weapon refinery seems to be easy! If someone is willing to let me enter…

As she thought about it…

“Lou Qianxue! Aren’t you looking for someone? Hawk Rider? Right?” Lu Liang suddenly roared. “Do you want to know news about that person? Bet with me on weapons, and I’ll tell you!”

“Hawk Rider!!!” Lou Qianxue’s face changed. “How do you know Hawk Rider?”

Lu Liang fiercely stared at her. “Bet with me on weapons!”

Lou Qianxue narrowed her eyes…

Whoosh!

A cold and bright light flashed past. Another long sword appeared at Lu Liang’s neck. “Tell me, where’s that person!”

As Lou Qianxue spoke, she exerted strength on Lu Liang’s neck. A trace of blood appeared at the next moment.

“Humph!” Lu Liang endured the pain and maliciously laughed as he spat out the same words. “Bet with me on weapons!”

Lou Qianxue frowned. She could not help herself from pondering.

“It can’t be?” Chu Pengfei stared at Lou Qianxue. “She’s really considering it? Could it be that she’s really planning to bet with Lu Liang on weapons?”