"Disciples of the Artifact Sect, heed my command!"
"Here!"
The Liao brothers exchanged glances, seeing the anxiety flash between them.
This was bad!
"We, disciples of the Artifact Sect, should stand tall and proud. How can we fall in such a place? Remember, every disciple of our Artifact Sect must, from now on, strive to be better than anyone else!"
This was the roar of the Ninth Senior Brother, though his voice lacked its usual vigor.
Liao Yunxi covered his face. This was truly a major affair... Wouldn't he be worked to death then? No, he absolutely had to find a way to get the Eldest Senior Brother to forgive them, and then go assist the Eldest Senior Brother.
This way, they could not only learn the Eldest Senior Brother's unique understanding of "Hundred Refinements Divine Mechanism" from him, but also draw inspiration from the creations he had forged.
Of course, Liao Yunxi still had his heart set on that transforming handgun. He planned to add a spiritual energy absorption device to it and change the emitted bullets to rays, thus greatly increasing their lethality.
He was just afraid the Eldest Senior Brother wouldn't allow it.
Qi Tian, who was making fine adjustments to a puppet, suddenly frowned. Then, his figure flickered more than ten meters away in an instant, followed by a loud "Achoo!"
He sniffled. Why was he sneezing? Could it be that pair of nuisances were talking about him?
Regardless, he couldn't let those two troublemakers come and disrupt him. He'd have Old Ninth come over later to help him out.
He seemed much more reliable than the Liao brothers.
Liao Yunqing met his brother's gaze once again. The two exchanged intense glances, communicating through their eyes. If this situation continued, they would truly be in trouble. They had to find a way to resolve this, or they wouldn't be able to sleep soundly in the days to come.
These past two days, they had been woken up by the ache in their muscles while sleeping. How could they endure this?
Lin Xiao had been observing the reactions of these twenty individuals from outside the resting hall. He had to admit, as disciples of major sects, they were truly competitive. Even when lying down, their slogans were shouted loud and clear, showing they truly didn't want to be left behind by the Heavenly Master Dao.
He also noticed the brothers lying there, communicating furiously with their eyes. Even without knowing what they were discussing, he had a premonition.
It wasn't anything good.
Most likely, they were contemplating how to slack off.
After all, the pain on their faces was genuine.
It was quite a hardship for these two to also be from the Artifact Sect. He wondered if their master truly had no intention of expelling them from the sect? Wouldn't he worry about them tarnishing the Artifact Sect's reputation when they ventured out?
Lin Xiao's mind still conjured the image of Qi Tian's disdain towards his two junior brothers that day.
That was a disdain that came from the depths of his heart.
After these two sects finished their pep talk, the Liao brothers resignedly lay down, gazing at the ceiling.
They planned to use this last bit of time to at least get some good rest.
But…
Things did not go as planned.
Before long, disciples from the Misty Immortal Palace began to rise. Seemingly having recovered from their rest, they prepared to apply to return to training.
With one person leading the way, naturally, countless others followed suit and stood up.
In less than a minute, the Liao brothers stared blankly as their fellow disciples from both sects around them all got back on their feet.