Cai Zongzheng was a little stunned and vaguely felt that this matter did not seem to be so beneficial to him. At the beginning, he simply felt that Sun Ang was "making trouble" and destroying his master's efforts.

"Cai Zongzheng, come with me." Song Yongnian gave an order and turned around and left, then said to Chen Bupo: "Go and let Sun Ang come together."

"yes!"

After Chen Bubang left, Cai Zongzheng followed Song Yongnian and reacted suddenly, his face becoming more and more ugly.

Bian Youfeng thought about it and slipped away quietly, his eyes full of resentment, and he was obviously not ready to give up.

After looking at each other, several of his followers could feel that Sun Ang's rise seemed uncontrollable. Several people looked at the young geniuses who were dividing the eight dark sea monsters in the distance, and couldn't help but feel jealous: "Oh, why are you going to provoke Sun Ang?"

"Mr. Bian has always been above the top, but now I've been taught a lesson."

The relationship between a few people and the Bian Youfeng is already disagreeable.

...

Sun Ang was sleeping soundly, and there was a Mahayana talisman seal outside. Chen Bupo was so anxious that he scratched his ears and foreheads, but there was no way outside.

However, when Liu Liulang heard the movement, he came out to see it, and after asking about the situation clearly, he immediately smiled: "Isn't this easy to deal with?"

He thrust his fist and hit the Mahayana talisman seal. The light of the talisman seal shook violently, and Sun Ang inside finally opened his sleepy eyes.

Liu Liulang and Sun Ang are already very familiar with him. Knowing his personality, Chen Bupo certainly dare not do this. Sun Ang is now the object of his admiration.

Sun Ang came out and asked, "What happened?"

Chen Bupo pulled him up and walked: "I will explain it on the way."

...

When he arrived at Song Yongnian's cabin, Sun Ang asked dumbfounded: "Mr. Ximen and his coma were poisoned?" He suddenly regretted: "Then why should I repair the large magic weapon? Alas, I thought that Ximen and his parents would definitely see it, so I took this opportunity to ask him for advice, but I didn't expect..."

Song Yongnian finally understood Sun Ang’s intention.

In fact, Sun Ang did not stand out at first on this floating giant ship. He was the first in the Thirteenth Dynasty in the New World, but there were three major holy religions and six ancient dynasties on it.

Especially the three great holy religions, the selected geniuses have been dazzling since childhood, which makes anyone feel ashamed of themselves in comparison.

The three great saints have liked to "create" geniuses since ancient times. They will select some promising geniuses, cultivate them from an early age, lay the foundation for them, and make some great contributions to obtain them.

Then it is promoted, and it will naturally be very effective, making people feel incredible after listening to it.

This is conducive to the development of believers of the three great sage religions - most people certainly don't know these methods, but at the level of Song Yongnian, they will know more or less.

Therefore, with these geniuses, Sun Ang’s previous achievements can only be considered ordinary.

However, as the first genius of the Thirteenth Dynasties in the New World, Song Yongnian still cared about Sun Ang's experience. He knew that Sun Ang's creation skills were actually self-taught, so it was understandable that there was a ninth-level creation master on the ship who was looking for guidance around the bush.

This behavior not only does not make people feel bored, but instead feels sympathetic and pity.

But Cai Zongzheng on the other side did not have such kindness and snorted coldly: "You are really making trouble."

Sun Ang looked at him: "Sorry, how dare you ask you?"

Song Yongnian said: "This is the fourth disciple of Master Ximen He, Cai Zongzheng."

Sun Ang tried to recall for a while, then shook his head apologetically: "I'm so sorry, I really can't remember that there is a person like you."

Cai Zongzheng was furious: "I don't need an unknown man like you to know!"

Sun Ang shook his head: "Your Excellency is so old - you are in your seventies or eighties, but you are only a mere sixth-level creator. Please, you have Ximen and Lords' guidance, but you only have such a little achievement. Is it a shame to call yourself this?"

Cai Zongzheng was slightly bald, because he was under great pressure after being with Ximen and Master over the years. Sun Ang seized this point and made him furious: "I am forty-three this year, but where are there seventy-eighty?"

Sun Ang put on a suspicious face: "Really? More than just?"

Cai Zongzheng was filled with smoke from seven orifices. Putting aside this topic, he said angrily: "A mere sixth level? Do you know how many creators can't reach this level in their entire life! I am forty-three years old and sixth level creator, and I am the best in the entire Taiqing Dynasty! What about you? You are just a mere fifth level, what qualifications do you have to mock me?"

Sun Ang blinked: "No wonder you are in your seventies or eighties... No, I'm sorry, I really feel that you don't seem to be only forty-three years old - you are only at the sixth level and your vision is really not very good. As expected, there is a reason for not achieving high achievements."

He took out the Destruction Crossbow: "When I fought with the Dark Sea monster before, the magic weapon I used to make myself was of the sixth level. It seems that you have a very unclear division of the power between the sixth level and the fifth level divine weapon."

Cai Zong was wronged. I was following my master at that time. Who has time to see you?

But Sun Ang had already determined that he could not even distinguish between the sixth-level and the fifth-level divine weapons, which made him feel a little indifferent. And Song Yongnian suddenly realized: It turned out to be a sixth-level creator, no wonder he could repair the seventh-level large-scale divine weapons.

Before, everyone thought that Sun Ang was also a fifth-level creator. He independently repaired the seventh-level divine weapon, and it seemed that there were some improvements, which made Song Yongnian feel incredible.

Now it seems to be a little "easy" and the shock is not that high, but soon Song Yongnian's eyes twitch: "You! You are already a sixth-level creator!"

How old is Sun Ang this year? He is less than seventeen years old. He is almost completely self-taught and is actually a sixth-level creator! This is likely to be the youngest sixth-level creator in human history.

Song Yongnian recalled carefully. Anyway, he could not find a sixth-level creator younger than Sun Ang in his memory. However, if he wanted to confirm such an honor, he had to go to the three great holy sects and the six ancient dynasties to investigate carefully.

There have been many monsters in the history of these giants.

Cai Zongzheng was also startled: "You, you... are already a sixth-level creator?"

Sun Ang smiled faintly, and he looked very expert: "So, I think if you are seventy or eighty... forty-three, forty-three, and forty-three, don't call yourself a sixth-level creator with a shame, okay, it's a bit embarrassing."

Cai Zongzheng: “…”

Song Yongnian sighed to the sky: "One generation is stronger than the other! Alas, heroes are young." He pressed slightly at Cai Zongzheng, who was about to break out: "Don't be angry for now, our situation is not optimistic."

He explained the dilemma faced by the giant floating ship. Cai Zongzheng knew these situations very well, but it was the first time Sun Ang heard them and asked in surprise: "Then start repairing them quickly."

Song Yongnian looked at the two of them: "I want to repair the seventh-level large divine weapon. You two have no problem, but the eighth-level..."

Cai Zongzheng immediately volunteered: "Sir, these large magic weapons are made one by one by one by my assistant. I am very familiar with them and are far more suitable than Sun Ang."

Sun Ang didn't say anything. He didn't want to compete with Cai Zongzheng. He was not a person from the Qing Dynasty. Although repairing large magic weapons was a great achievement, this credit was very important to Cai Zongzheng and was optional for Sun Ang. If he failed, he would definitely be criticized and attacked, so he would just give it up.

When Song Yongnian saw that Sun Ang seemed to have "no confidence" while Cai Zongzheng was full of fighting spirit, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's divide it like this. Sun Ang is responsible for repairing the seventh-level divine weapon, Cai Zongzheng, you are responsible for the eighth-level."

Sun Ang was stunned: So many damaged seventh-level magic weapons... it was very hard, okay? But Song Yongnian had already spoken, and he couldn't refuse, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. If he had known that he wouldn't be careful, he would just repair the eighth-level magic weapons.

"Time is tight, so I can't let you rest, so start immediately."

"Okay." The two agreed together.

After coming out of Song Yongnian's cabin, Cai Zongzheng was arrogant and snorted at Sun Ang, leaving with a cold snorted at Sun Ang.

Sun Ang was puzzled and felt that he picked up something he didn't want, and then he thought he won. It was really interesting.

In addition to Cai Zongzheng, there were several fifth-level creators on the ship, who were responsible for taking action. Sun Ang also assigned one to take out various materials, and stood behind Sun Ang’s back and obediently.

Sun Ang was very fast, but time was tight. He first chose those large divine weapons in key positions to repair them, and then he felt that they were secondary.

The fifth-level creator who had attacked was stunned behind him. Sun Ang's speed was too fast and his success rate was amazing.

This made him suffer.

He is responsible for the preliminary processing of some materials. Often, before she finishes processing, Sun Ang has completed the previous procedure and has to use the materials to move to the next step.

This made him sweat all over, fearing that he would delay his progress and be scolded.

Fortunately, although Sun Ang seemed helpless about his "speed", he did not speak ill of harsh words. Sometimes, when he didn't have time, Sun Ang would deal with it himself.

A day passed, and all the seventh-level large magic weapons at the most critical position had been repaired. Sun Ang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!