Noticing the commotion between Yuan and the man, the nearby blacksmiths eventually approached them and asked, "What's going on here?"
"This bastard here is mocking us, blacksmiths! Listen to this—" the man proceeded to explain the whole situation to the others. Naturally, he spoke from his point of view, labeling Yuan as the bad guy.
"He most likely purchased those treasures from somewhere."
The blacksmiths frowned deeply as they learned of Yuan's actions. Most of them were Platinum-ranked blacksmiths, seasoned and proud of their craft. Yuan's actions were enough to provoke any blacksmith, let alone ones of their caliber—if they were true.
Seeing this, Yuan retrieved his Obsidian-rank badge and shoved it before them.
"T-that's an Obsidian badge!" the man stammered, his voice shaking with disbelief. "Only Divine Blacksmiths can qualify for that rank! Y-you're a Divine Blacksmith?! Why didn't you say so?!" His face, which had been full of scorn just moments ago, now bore a mix of shock and awe as he gazed at the badge that symbolized the rank he had long dreamed of achieving.
"Why didn't I say so? Why must I disclose such information to you when I'm trying to attract the Metal Tower's attention? Who do you think you are?" Yuan sneered.
The man's jaw dropped, speechless.
"Now that I have cleared up the misunderstanding, why don't we all return to our objective—acquiring the Metal Tower's attention?" Yuan sat behind his display and closed his eyes, seemingly entering cultivation.
The blacksmiths there looked at each other. After a moment of silence, they turned around and returned to their own spots.
The man beside Yuan quietly sat down and lowered his head, doing his best to avoid drawing any attention from Yuan, as if trying to make himself invisible.
Yuan's display quickly drew the attention of not only the shoppers but also the other blacksmiths on the first floor of the tower. In no time, a curious and growing crowd had gathered around his setup, intrigued by the treasures he had laid out.
"Do these beautiful treasures have names?" one curious shopper asked.
"No, they do not have a name."
"How long did it take you to craft such masterpieces?" one blacksmith asked.
"The Empyrean-grade treasure took about half a day, and the others only took several hours… in total."
"What?!" The blacksmiths exclaimed, looking like they'd just witnessed a ghost.
The crowd found it hard to believe that someone could craft six flawless treasures in a single day. However, the blacksmiths had already heard about Yuan's status as an Obsidian-ranked blacksmith, so they didn't dare to voice any doubts.
"What?!" The blacksmiths exclaimed, looking like they'd just witnessed a ghost.
The crowd found it hard to believe that someone could craft six flawless treasures in a single day. However, the blacksmiths had already heard about Yuan's status as an Obsidian-ranked blacksmith, so they didn't dare to voice any doubts.
"Umm… Are any of these treasures for sale?" someone suddenly asked.
While most blacksmiths came to the tower not only to showcase their treasures but also to sell them, Yuan had no such intention. He had no need to sell his creations; his sole purpose was to use them as a means to attract the Metal Tower's attention.
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