Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1700 - 1700: Patent Application, the Eye of Micro-Exploration (3)

The gap between them was immense.

Han Muye shook his head, lifted his hand, and gathered spiritual light at his fingertips.

The power of restraint descended once again, with streams of spiritual light circulating.

“What do you mean by this!”

The re-manifested sage-level refining master’s face turned livid.

“I’m applying for a patent test for refining and forging,” Han Muye said loudly.

The expression on the face of the sage-level refining master was filled with anger as he growled, “Fine, this is the second application, you have one more chance—”

Before he could finish, Han Muye raised his hand, and the surrounding spiritual light dissipated.

The second attempt ended.

All the refiners fell silent.

They did not know what would happen if the chief refiner of Pagoda City kept toying with a sage-level refiner like this.

But at this moment, they felt relieved seeing the bewildered expression on the face of that sage-level refining master.

So what if he’s sage-level?

Applying for a patent is a privilege that a city should have, and even a sage-level doesn’t have the right to refuse!

When the light screen lit up again, everyone saw that the furious sage-level refining master had actually lost much of the fear he had before.

So, even saints can get angry, huh…

“l remember the chief of Pagoda Citys Alliance of Refining Masters, Han Muye.” Seeing Han Muye, the sage-level refiner’s expression slowly turned calm.

“I’m Elder Tan Yuan of Zhu Guang City Alliance. I hope you remember me.

“Today, you toyed with me when I’m a sage on duty. In the future, when the opportunity arises, I will make you lose face.

“I’m done. You may leave.”

Elder Tan Yuan quickly said what he wanted to say, fearing that if he wasn’t quick enough, Han Muye would close the array again.

“Leave?” Han Muye straightened his clothes and said loudly, “l am applying for a patent trial. This is just the beginning.”

Is he really going to apply for a patent trial?

Tan Yuan narrowed his eyes and did not say anything. He only raised his hand.

Four figures of level-nines descended, and then the comparison of golden lights began.

He quietly watched Han Muye.

A flame rose in Han Muye’s hand.

Pieces of spiritual materials were thrown into the flame.

Nothing remarkable.

Tan Yuan sneered.

The other level nine refiners were also uninterested.

The spiritual material in front of Han Muye quickly turned into a pale golden ring.

He put away the flame and quickly drew on the ring.

“Minute spiritual runes?”

“There’s no innovation at all. How dare you apply for a patent?” “Floating spiritual runes. What’s the use of such a small ring?”

The level nine refiners shook their heads.

The crafting of this small ring and the carving of spiritual runes on it appeared unremarkable to the refining masters observing him.

They were all things that could be made easily.

Han, as the chief, is making such a little thing?

A moment later, a small golden ring appeared in Han Muye’s hand.

On the ring, streams of spiritual runes flickered.

“Is the crafting done?” Elder Tan Yuan’s expression was indifferent.

Han Muye nodded.

Tan Yuan stood up and said in a clear voice, “I’ve determined that this item is neither unique nor innovative. The patent application is invalid.”

The other four level-nines also stood up and looked at Han Muye and the ring in his hand.

“l also judge—

“Wait a minute.”

Han Muye interrupted the level nine refiners and held the ring in his hand.

“Why don’t you wait for me to show you what this little thing is for?”

He looked up at the light and shadows around him and smiled. Then he slowly placed the small ring in front of his right eye.

The small ring automatically floated an inch in front of his eye, with streams of spiritual light runes converging, causing a halo of light to flash from his right eye through the ring.

“This item—”

“I call it the Eye of Micro-Exploration..”