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"May I ask your name?"
"Once you meet the master craftsman, you'll know who I am!"
Hearing Tuoba Yan's deliberately mysterious words, Silong dared not be negligent. Coupled with the gold beads that Tuoba Yan had given him and Tuoba Yan's noble attire, Silong secretly guessed that Tuoba Yan might be a descendant of someone his teacher knew.
Led by Si Long, Tuoba Yan and Yu Tianheng went straight up to the fifth floor.
There was no security guard at the entrance to the fifth floor, only a gate with a hidden mechanism.
After Silong knocked on the door thirty-six times in different places, a sound of gears turning came from behind the door. The door slowly opened to the side.
Tuoba Yan pondered to himself that without Si Long's guidance, he would have no choice but to break open the door by brute force.
The door is destroyed, and the blacksmiths' guild building must also collapse.
The fifth floor is a private casting area exclusively for the blacksmiths' association.
Si Long, with his entourage, stopped at Foundry Room Number One and respectfully knocked on the door. An annoyed voice came from inside.
"Didn't I already tell you all? Nobody is allowed to bother me!"
"Teacher, it's me. Someone brought a rare soul tool and wants you to take a look!"
After Silong's words were heard, the large iron gate slowly slid open.
The person who opened the door was a short, stout old man. He was only about 1.6 meters tall, and his waist was also about 1.6 meters. He looked like a roly-poly toy.
"What is this? Let me see it!" Lou Gao stretched out his hand towards Tuoba Yan.
Tuoba Yan flipped his hand, and a flash of light appeared as he handed a golden hairpin to Lou Gao.
Lou Gao immediately flew into a rage. "Jin Zhu. You dare bother me with such a piece of junk? Si Long, do you have nothing better to do?"
To save Lou Gao's face, Si Long walked over to Lou Gao and whispered, "Teacher, don't rush. Try injecting your soul power into it."
Lou Gao took the golden bead from Tuoba Yan and infused it with his soul power. Instantly, the golden bead transformed into a golden needle. Lou Gao's eyes narrowed immediately. "What kind of artifact is this?"
"It's called Golden Hair Needle, also known as Dragon Beard Needle. When infused with soul power, it can be transformed into a golden needle thinner than a hair. Once it loses its soul power, it will curl up into a golden bead."
"I'm asking how you created something like this?"
Lou Gao asked himself honestly, he was skilled at making precision objects, but he couldn't create the thing in his hand.
Tuoba Yan smiled. "Before we talk about that, let's talk about something else."
"Alright, I have something else to tell you." Lou Gao pulled Tuoba Yan into Forging Room Number One, pointing to something in a black box on the forging table, and said, "Your forging skills are unique. Help me see how to restore this thing!"
Inside the black box was a hidden weapon, which turned out to be a Zhuge Divine Crossbow.
It has been disassembled.
When the Zhuge Crossbow was forged, it was designed with an anti-disassembly mechanism. If someone were to disassemble it, it would trigger small internal components, causing the delicate parts to self-destruct. Reassembling it would be impossible.
When Ning Fengzhi was destroying the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the hidden weapons that he had bought from Tang San at a high price were severely damaged by Tuoba Yan's compressed fireball before they could play their due role.
The Zhuge Crossbow in Lou Gao's possession was purchased from the Spirit Hall at a high price.
"Lou Gao, come out and meet me!"
Just then, a malicious voice came from the stairwell.
When they reached the third-floor stairwell, they saw several people dressed in the uniforms of the Spirit Hall. The one in the lead was wearing a long red robe.
This indicates that his status in the Spirit Hall was not low; he was a cardinal.
Meyers slowly approached, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Don't be nervous, I mean nothing by it. I'm inviting you to join our Spirit Hall!"
Lou Gao said, "The Blacksmiths' Association does not belong to the Spirit Hall and will not join it!"
Meyers scoffed, laughing, "Lou Gao, I'm giving you face, but you shouldn't push your luck. If it weren't for the Pope's order, I wouldn't even bother setting foot in your sweaty, stinking blacksmith's guild. I advise you not to be so ungrateful!"
Silong, who also had a fiery temper, retorted, "We're just being ungrateful! What more do you want from us?"
Meyers stomped his foot, and seven spirit rings appeared beneath his feet—two yellow, two purple, and three black. The atmosphere in the arena became extremely tense.
Si Long and Lou Gao were not to be outdone, and they both summoned their martial spirits.
Tuoba Yan hurriedly shouted, "Meyers, get out of here!"
Meyers's gaze swept over Tuoba Yan, sharp as a dagger. "Who are you to talk to me like that? You're asking for it!"
As he spoke, Meyers threw a punch at Tuoba Yan.
Tuoba Yan raised his hand and enveloped Meyers' fist in his palm.
While Meyers was stunned, not expecting that Tuoba Yan, at such a young age, could withstand his punch, Tuoba Yan raised his foot and kicked Meyers in the stomach, lifting Meyers into the air and finally landing on the ground.
The Spirit Hall deacons behind Meyers quickly stepped forward and surrounded Tuoba Yan.
Tuoba Yan tossed a token in front of Meyers, who was still struggling to get up from the ground.
Meyers' eyes widened in astonishment. "An Elder's Decree!"
The golden token has the character "Soul" on one side and "Elder's Hall" on the other, indicating that the person holding the token is an elder of the Spirit Hall.
Every elder in the Spirit Hall is over forty years old.
In the past five years, only one young man has obtained the Elder's Order, and that is Tuoba Yan.
Meyers picked up the token from the ground, lowered his voice, and tentatively asked, "You are... Elder Tuoba Yan!"
"roll!"
Tuoba Yan took the token from Meyers's hand.
Meyers forced a fawning smile, looked at the stairwell, and said with a troubled expression, "Is it alright if I don't leave?"
"no!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I'll get out of here right now!"
As he spoke, Meyers actually tumbled down the stairs.
This scene left Tuoba Yan stunned for a moment.
"Hahaha!" Lou Gao laughed heartily. Only after Meyers left did he gradually regain his composure, looking indifferently at Tuoba Yan, and asked, "Are you from the Spirit Hall?"
"Yes."
"Speak quickly, I have other things to do."
Upon hearing that Tuoba Yan came from the Spirit Hall, Lou Gao's attitude suddenly turned cold.
Tuoba Yan said, "Senior Lou Gao, please don't compare me to Meyers. Not everyone in the Spirit Hall is like Meyers. I've come here to discuss with you how to make the Blacksmith Association even stronger!"
"explain."
"Promise me first that you move the Blacksmiths' Association outside Martial Soul City. I will find a piece of land and build another Metal City. Don't worry, you will have complete freedom of movement. We are allies and will help each other. You've seen it yourself; Bibi Dong wants to use violence to take over the Blacksmiths' Association. Even if you don't think of yourself, you have to think of the Blacksmiths' Association. Believe me, relocating the Blacksmiths' Association will only benefit you, not harm you!"