Chapter 0587: Random Crafting?

Erk’s chest heaved rapidly, rising and falling like waves. But this time, he couldn’t speak, pointing at Jerome instead. He felt his blood boiling inside.
“What’s going on?” At that moment, a group of people dressed in the attire of Mount Leipeng approached. The leader was none other than Nidi, the one who had delivered the token to Yellow Dragon in the Mor Mountains—Erk’s brother.
The commotion caught Mount Leipeng’s attention.
“Yellow Dragon, it’s you!” Nidi saw Yellow Dragon and then looked at his brother Erk’s condition. Frowning, he asked, “What’s going on?!”
Before Erk could speak, Jerome said, “What’s going on? That’s something you people from Mount Leipeng should answer!”
A cold glint flashed in Nidi’s eyes as he turned to look at Erk.
Erk stammered, unable to speak.
In fact, it had been his idea to place Yellow Dragon in that small courtyard at the foot of Mount Leipeng. Given Yellow Dragon’s status as a peak-level powerhouse, his “treatment” shouldn’t have been so poor. So now, he didn’t want to make things worse—otherwise, the consequences would be serious.
Seeing this, Nidi glared at Erk, ignored the situation, and left.
Because of Jerome’s disruption, Erk became much more obedient. He quietly led Yellow Dragon and the others to their assigned seats.
However, what Yellow Dragon didn’t expect was that upon entering the crafting competition venue, he would encounter people from Mount Tianlong.
The leader was none other than Divine King Opot, followed by Keler and other elders from Mount Tianlong. Vitiya, standing beside her father, lit up when she saw Yellow Dragon and exclaimed, “Big brother Yellow Dragon!”
Yellow Dragon hadn’t expected Opot to come in person. Hearing Vitiya’s call, he nodded at her.
“Yellow Dragon, I didn’t expect you to actually dare to come!” Divine King Opot stopped by Yellow Dragon and smiled sideways.
“Why not? Because of you?” Yellow Dragon replied indifferently.
Opot was taken aback, smiled, and said nothing further.
“Is it for this Sacred King’s Relic?” Keler sneered. “You’re overestimating yourself!”
The first prize for winning the crafting competition at Mount Leipeng this time was a Sacred King’s Relic, which was why Opot had come in person. Of course, as a Divine King, Opot wouldn’t compete himself.
“I’ll represent Mount Tianlong in the competition. I hope you won’t disappoint me and make it into the top 100!” Keler said coldly before following Opot.
As Vitiya passed by Yellow Dragon, perhaps out of guilt, she kept her head down and said nothing.
“Hehe, it seems killing you will be a bit difficult after all.” After the people from Mount Tianlong left, as Yellow Dragon was about to leave, Mori’s voice came from behind him.

Mori brought the people from the Lanbo family over.
“Because there are too many who want to kill you,” Mori sneered. “Huang Long, you’re quite sought after!”
“Tch! What kind of old fool is this? Forced to flee several times by his master, and still has the nerve to act arrogantly here!” Jerom spat as he watched Mori leave.
Huanate and the others were stunned. Forced to flee several times by their master?! Normally, they wouldn’t have believed it, but not now.
Erlk, on the other hand, showed clear mockery in his eyes.
Huang Long and the others sat at the end of the second circle.
In the first circle were naturally the people from Tianlong Mountain, Fengjin Mountain, Yinfu Mountain, and Shuangyan Mountain.
It was nearly noon, and the sun was scorching.
A moment later, six people emerged one after another from behind the competition stage. The first person had two horns on his head, an ox-like nose, and eyes like giant copper bells. As he moved, the entire ground of Leipeng Mountain seemed to tremble slightly. The second and third people were recognized by Huang Long as Aobote, the God King of Tianlong Mountain, and Leo, the God King of Fengjin Mountain. The fourth was a charming woman in a silver-white robe, moving with graceful steps. The last two were a middle-aged couple—the man tall and muscular with thick fur, and the woman petite and delicate.
Although Huang Long didn’t recognize the other four except for Aobote and Leo, he knew the person at the front must be Xibelei, the God King of Leipeng Mountain. The woman behind Leo was Liweiya, the God King of Yinfu Mountain. The last two were Yi Dehai and Mu Li, the God King and Queen of Shuangyan Mountain.
“Thank you all for coming to Leipeng Mountain’s Artificer Competition!” Xibelei, the God King of Leipeng Mountain, spoke in a deep voice as he stepped forward. His voice resonated, causing the surrounding space to vibrate.
Everyone was shocked.
Next, Xibelei briefly explained the rules of the competition before allowing the participants to enter.
After entering the venue, Huang Long found that Keller from Tianlong Mountain was not far to his left, while Wifley from Fengjin Mountain was to his right. The three of them formed a triangular formation.
Wifley, upon seeing Huang Long, slowly said, “Huang Long, you shouldn’t be here!” In fact, he had already known Huang Long had arrived at Leipeng Mountain as soon as Huang Long first arrived. He felt somewhat sorry that someone who could escape from him would die like this.
Huang Long said nothing.
“Start!” At that moment, Xibelei’s voice rang out from the podium.
As soon as his voice faded, divine powers surged across all the competition areas. Leipeng Mountain had already prepared the materials needed for this Artificer Competition.

Of course, all the materials for crafting are the same, and the top 100 will be determined by the rank of the divine artifacts created and the order in which they are made. Seeing this, Huang Long remained calm; a glint appeared in his eyes as the pile of materials in front of him flew into the air. Then, with a wave of his right hand, the heavenly fire transformed into a fire dragon, which circled around the pile of materials once before turning them all into a stream of luminous liquid. Huang Long manipulated his hands repeatedly, causing the luminous liquid to wriggle. After a while, a flash of light appeared, and a sword beam shot into the sky, revealing a green-cold long sword floating in mid-air, with a green dragon coiling around it. “Huh!” On the judging platform, the six members of Hebray noticed the unusual situation and immediately turned to look, their expressions filled with surprise. The crafting competition had just begun—how could someone already have succeeded in crafting an artifact?! Could it be that they simply created a high-grade divine artifact?! For the Supreme God and the Ultimate God, creating a high-grade divine artifact was naturally easy, but surely not this quickly! “Station number 82—which family does this person belong to?” Hebray asked an elder beside him. He didn’t recognize Huang Long, but Leo and Opot saw him and their eyes flashed with coldness. The elder from Leipeng Mountain quickly checked the records and said, “Your Majesty, this person is Huang Long from the Moer Mountains on the Kale Continent!” “Oh, so he’s Huang Long?” Hebray was stunned, then glanced at Leo and Opot, along with Livia and Yidehai, intentionally or not. “Yes, Your Majesty,” the elder from Leipeng Mountain replied hastily. “Has the rank of the divine artifact he crafted been determined? Is it a high-grade divine artifact?!” Hebray asked. Just as the elder from Leipeng Mountain was about to say that it hadn’t been determined yet, his jade talisman moved suddenly, and his divine sense scanned the area, leaving him stunned. “What’s going on?!” Hebray frowned. “Um, Your Majesty…” The elder from Leipeng Mountain regained his composure and hesitantly said, “The test results are in—it’s a high-tier primary divine artifact!” “What?! A high-tier primary divine artifact?!” Not only Hebray but also Leo, Opot, and the others were surprised. “Are you sure it’s a high-tier primary divine artifact?!” Hebray asked in shock. “Yes, indeed. That’s the result reported just now!” the elder from Leipeng Mountain replied respectfully. Hearing this, the six members of Hebray fell silent. Primary divine artifacts, high-tier primary divine artifacts! It wasn’t difficult for the Ultimate God to create primary divine artifacts, and their success rate was higher than that of dominator-level strongmen. But that didn’t mean they were 100% successful, let alone creating high-tier primary divine artifacts!

As for crafting a high-tier primary divine artifact in just fifteen minutes, even the Supreme Gods, let alone those who were Supreme God-Kings, found it extremely difficult! At this moment, the people below presented the green sword crafted by Huang Long. Heibei took the green sword and covered it with his divine sense, his expression growing increasingly solemn. As reported below, this green sword indeed was a high-tier primary divine artifact. After Heibei, Leo, Opot, Livya, Yidehai, Muli, and others took turns holding the green sword. “I never expected Huang Long to be such a skilled artifact craftsman!” Heibei said. No one spoke; everyone was lost in their own thoughts. Since the evaluation of the quality of the green sword crafted by Huang Long had not yet been announced, there was quite a lot of discussion among the crowd. “What’s that Huang Long up to? He finished it so quickly? Could he have just made a low-tier divine artifact to meet the requirement?” “Who knows? Maybe he knew he had no chance of making it into the top 100, so he just made something haphazardly!” “He’s just a minor ruler—how can he compare to the great Supreme Gods? One should know one’s limits.” Of course, most of those mocking him were from Tianlong Mountain, Fengjin Mountain, and the Lanbo family. Huang Long remained calm, as if he hadn’t heard any of the comments. Zerom, on the other hand, was furious, but with many voices against him, he could only hold back his anger. At that moment, an elder from Leipeng Mountain stepped forward from the judging platform, walked among the crowd, and scanned the scene, silencing everyone. “Station 82, Huang Long—high-tier primary divine artifact, time taken: fifteen minutes!” the elder from Leipeng Mountain declared clearly, his voice echoing throughout the area. After a while, the once quiet crowd suddenly erupted in excitement. “A high-tier primary divine artifact!” “Fifteen minutes!” The excited crowd looked at Huang Long in disbelief, while those who had mocked him from Tianlong Mountain, Fengjin Mountain, and the Lanbo family looked disgusted. Vitya stared at Huang Long, her beautiful eyes shining with wonder. In the end, unsurprisingly, Huang Long made it into the top 100. Aside from Huang Long, the other Supreme Gods competing generally only managed to craft primary divine artifacts, as the materials provided by Leipeng Mountain were fixed, sufficient for at most three attempts. It was hardly possible to succeed in crafting a Supreme Divine Artifact within those three attempts, so these Supreme Gods chose to craft primary divine artifacts instead. This included Keller, Wifley, and Mori! Of course, although Keller, Wifley, and Mori also crafted high-tier primary divine artifacts, it took them dozens or even hundreds of times longer than Huang Long!