In the Artifact Refining Pavilion, only the most gifted Artifact Refiners would ever branch out into other specializations.
Pang Hong now understood why Wang Meng had chosen Refined Gold and Mithril. He was going to forge a Magical Artifact.
Smelting.
As his Pill Flame ignited, Wang Meng knew the Refining Furnace was compromised the moment he touched it. 'Looks like quite a few people are out to cause trouble,' he thought. However, Master Wang didn't bother trying to figure out who it was. The culprit would eventually show their hand, and dealing with them would be easy enough.
To secure his footing in the Divine Artifact Pavilion, to ease the pressure on Yang Qi, and to make a brilliant showing for the Bai Family at the upcoming Divine Beast Festival, how could Master Wang not reveal a trick or two?
Wang Meng hadn't been idle during his time here. He didn't need to learn this plane's methods from scratch; he just needed to find a way to adapt his own skills to it.
