Leveling System of Acquiring Skill From Books

He believed that Sword Emperor would rather lose face in front of him than in front of the Holy Blade Kingdom. Otherwise, how could he face the people of the world?    

After a short period of consideration, Sword Emperor said quietly, "Alright, I promise you, but I also have a request."    

"Do you want me to pass all three stages? It's a small matter. "    

Ye Chen said with certainty.    

"Are you that confident?"    

"When you have mastered university knowledge, do you still care about the challenge of a primary school student?"    

Ye Chen confidently walked out and said in a clear voice, "I want to fight."    

Sword Emperor was stunned at first.    

College knowledge?    

Elementary school student?    

What kind of words were these?    

Then, he became angry.    

He was mocking his official position for being too small.    

Sword Emperor felt that he had failed too much in his later years.    

He felt helpless.    

He could only say faintly, "Alright, I agree!"    

Huyan frowned.    

They were too disrespectful to the Holy Blade Kingdom.    

He was undoubtedly a trash in the dynasty.    

Ye Chen said loudly, "Someone, prepare the big pot!"    

After a while, a huge pot stood in the hall. Ye Chen added a lot of Moonstone while everyone was not paying attention.    

This was a kind of refining material. Ye Chen would prepare some after becoming a weapons craftsman.    

This thing was called borax on Earth. When it encountered heat, it would create an illusion of boiling.    

A few minutes later, the oil pan rolled in front of everyone's eyes.    

Ye Chen's gaze turned cold.    

Everyone couldn't help but feel a trace of respect in their hearts.    

It wasn't easy for him. For the honor of the country, he placed his hand in the oil pan and even looked for a thin silver needle. He was a role model for everyone.    

Ye Chen shouted out loudly, and reached his hand into the pot.    

In just an instant, Ye Chen let out a roar.    

His arm was also rolling in the pot, making loud noises.    

"Is it about to ripen? The taste is quite fragrant."    

"We are still officials, after all, you need to maintain a good image."    

Everyone could not help but grimace in pain for Ye Chen.    

Sweat gradually appeared on Ye Chen's forehead, but even so, he continued to search for silver needles.    

In fact, Ye Chen was completely fine.    

Now he estimated that the oil temperature was only thirty to forty degrees.    

He did this to win over the hearts of the people and establish his image.    

Sword Emperor saw his attitude and cooperated with him. He shouted, "Someone, hurry up and prepare gauze and herbs for Minister in Charge of Book Weih."    

"Yes."    

The eunuchs all went to prepare. After a while, the gauze was presented.    

At this moment, Ye Chen grabbed the silver needle in his hand.    

Hot oil splashed. Ye Chen suddenly pulled his arm out and quickly wrapped it with gauze.    

Everyone didn't even have time to react. They could only see the silver needle that was found.    

"He really found it?"    

"He is indeed the new first place. He's extraordinary."    

Huyan's eyes revealed a trace of astonishment.    

How could this be possible?    

They had gone through countless experiments. If it was really oil, Ye Chen's hand would have been fried to the point of not feeling anything.    

They could not find such fine silver needles at all.    

This also meant that there was something wrong with Ye Chen's pot of oil. Perhaps he used the same method as them.    

Huyan snorted coldly and said, "Minister in Charge of Book Weih, I wonder if you can let me see your wound?"    

"No, I just bandaged it. If I open the gauze again, I won't be able to bear this kind of pain."    

"Then how can I prove that your oil is real?" Huyan questioned.    

"Won't you know if you let Yelu reach inside? The pot you used just now can't prove its authenticity, so you have to use the pot we prepared."    

"The skill that we have learned to enter the pot with our bare hands. Since you want to see it, I'll let Yelu show you again."    

Huyan thought there must be something fishy about the pot.    

Otherwise, Ye Chen would have been unconscious from the pain. How could he be so eloquent?    

"Okay, then should I put a silver needle in it too?"    

Ye Chen's eyes moved. He casually threw a silver needle into the pot.    

Huyan nodded. "Okay, no problem. Yelu, go and find the silver needle."    

"Give me a minute."    

Yelu confidently walked to the pot and reached in without hesitation.    

As expected.    

The temperature of the oil pot was very low, about fifty to sixty degrees Celsius. Although the oil pot was hot, it wouldn't hurt his hand.    

Sure enough, it was someone from the Sword Kingdom who was cheating.    

I'll talk about it after I find the silver needle.    

The oil pot was boiling, and it was constantly emitting thick smoke. This completely blocked his line of sight.    

Yelu searched for a long time, but still could not find it, which made him somewhat anxious.    

Because he felt the temperature of the oil rise again and again.    

Ye Chen smiled.    

"Can't you find the silver needle? If you can't find the silver needle, then give up. In any case, Holy Blade Kingdom's industry has always been very backward. Nothing is as good as our Sword Kingdom. "    

In fact, Yelu really wanted to give up.    

However, Ye Chen's words had undoubtedly blocked his path of retreat.    

For the sake of Holy Blade Kingdom's reputation, he had to find the silver needle no matter what.    

However, he did not know that Ye Chen had changed the silver needle into a tin needle just now.    

The tin was a metal unique to Black Tortoise Continent. When Ye Chen was forging, he found that the melting point of the tin was very low, about sixty to seventy degrees.    

Now that the pot had been boiling for so long, it had long surpassed the melting point of the tin. He estimated that the tin had already turned into molten iron.    

It was impossible for Yelu to find it.    

As the temperature of the oil increased, Yelu's face gradually became flustered.    

He felt that the temperature was about to exceed his limit.    

An explosion sounded and Yelu's hand was blown up.    

"Yelu's hand was blown up, but why is his hand not as fragrant as Minister in Charge of Book Weih's?"    

"Because Yelu is so ugly. How can his flesh be fragrant?"    

"You are right. Peacock meat is indeed better than chicken."    

Hearing the discussions around him, Yelu felt that he had been deeply hurt.    

He admitted that he was ugly, but that was the appearance given by his parents. No one could change that.    

But if people said that he didn't have good meat because he was ugly, then that was a bit too much.    

Yelu felt that he had suffered a great humiliation, but he couldn't refute it. Because even he felt that his flesh didn't have the fragrance of Ye Chen's flesh.