Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

Chapter 161 Good News!

Everyone's gaze returned to the bow as the arrow disappeared.

At this moment, the longbow was still radiating a bright white light. Although the arrow had been released, its imposing aura was even stronger than before.

Sunlight fell on the bow, illuminating the unrestrained and arrogant face of the boy holding it.

It spread out, leaving a trail of black shadows.

With a longbow in hand, shooting down the sun seems like a piece of cake.

"Good!" Gong Yi clapped first, looking at the man and the bow, his words filled with excitement: "Good bow, good archery."

Although Gong Li did not clap his hands upon hearing this, he immediately followed up with words of praise.

"Lin Yuan, you've really crafted this magic weapon quite well." Gong Wujue slowly lowered the crystal longbow he was holding, looked up at Lin Yuan, and smiled.

After hearing Gong Wujue's words, Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged. He simply bowed and said, "To receive such words from you, young master, I am glad I have not failed Young Master Yi's trust in me."

Gong Wujue raised an eyebrow upon hearing this; he hadn't expected Lin Yuan to bring up Gong Yi at this time.

He then stepped down from the platform and stood in front of Gong Yi. As he picked up the longbow, a flash of inspiration struck him, and the bow transformed back into the storage box it had been at the beginning.

He casually weighed the storage box in his hand, then smiled at Gong Yi and said, "Thanks, this is a nice congratulatory gift."

Upon hearing this, Gong Yi's face instantly lit up with a smile, and he said with a hint of smugness, "Of course."

After seeing such a magical artifact, no one had the heart to appreciate any singing or dancing.

Gong Yi simply cancelled all subsequent programs.

As they raised their glasses to drink, their conversation continued to revolve around the magical artifacts that Lin Yuan had crafted.

As they were talking, Gong Wuchen suddenly asked, "Lin Yuan, do you have any plans to become a weapon refiner for the Gong Clan in the future?"

Lin Yuan was not surprised that Gong Wuchen would ask such a question.

After all, the reason he was able to enter the main hall to listen to Master Yu's lectures was entirely due to the Gong clan's expectations for his weapon-refining talent.

Now, his weapon-forging achievements are evident.

Many things should naturally be done in advance.

For example, keeping him permanently within the Gong clan of immortals.

"To be honest, young master, this is exactly what I've been seeking in my weapon-forging journey." Lin Yuan looked at Gong Wuchen, his voice neither hurried nor slow.

Gong Wuchen had met many cultivators, but few could make him feel that their request was too small when he heard it.

In particular, this request also involves the Gong clan of immortals.

But precisely because of this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Such a talented person should not be used by the Gong clan of immortals.

This will undoubtedly be a great loss to the Gong clan of immortals.

......

Two days later.

Deacon He arrived at Lin Yuan's residence.

Lin Yuan led the group to their seats in the hall.

"Steward He, please." Lin Yuan poured a cup of tea for Steward He, who was sitting opposite him.

He was flattered and drank several mouthfuls.

He wouldn't have swallowed such "coarse tea" in the past, but now Lin Yuan's status was...

Steward He put down his teacup and his gaze fell on Lin Yuan's young face.

Although he had foreseen long ago that Lin Yuan would achieve great things in the future.

but......

He never expected that in just a few months, this kid would first pass the Tenth Elder's test, and then pass the Feather Immortal's evaluations.

Upon closer inspection of his cultivation level, it was revealed that he had already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Now, the Sixth Elder has personally announced that Lin Yuan's name will be engraved in the list of weapon refiners of the Gong Clan.

From then on, Lin Yuan became a formal disciple of the Gong Clan.

Deacon He's gaze towards Lin Yuan grew more eager. "Lin Yuan, do you know why I've come here?"

Lin Yuan knew that there could be coincidences, but it couldn't be this coincidental.

It seems his path to becoming a weapon refiner is already settled.

But he only said, "I don't know."

"What a joyous occasion!" Steward He said with a smile.

A round face was squeezed together, and the layers of flesh were full of joy.