Chapter 253: Plucking Flowers on Old Jiang! (Part 1)

Seeing Yin Qingqing suddenly turn and walk toward this side, Lu Tianhao's handsome face instantly bloomed with a look of joy, and he grinned: "Lin Lin Shimei Xu Xu Shijie Yin!"

"Lu Zhang Shixiong."

Yin Qingqing smiled at Lu Tianhao, the two shallow dimples rippling, and she asked with soft, glutinous concern: "I heard you had a great battle with Jiang Xu Shijie on the martial arts stage some time ago; you didn't get hurt, did you?"

Lu Tianhao straightened his chest with a serious face: "Thank you for your concern, Lin Lin Shimei Xu Xu Shijie Yin; my exchange with Jiang Xu Shijie was merely a narrow defeat, how could I be hurt."

Although he said it like that, a flash of guilt flew across his eyes.

That Jiang Chuxue's Gold Spirit Body was not something to be trifled with; her Gold-element True Qi was peerlessly sharp, and the two of them had not held back in order to compete for the True Transmission position on the martial arts stage.

He had spent a full half-month recovering from his injuries.

It was just that in front of Yin Qingqing, he had to maintain his face no matter what.

Yin Qingqing seemed to see through his bravado, but didn't point it out, only covering her mouth and laughing lightly: "It's good that Lu Zhang Shixiong is fine; otherwise, Qingqing would feel heartache."

This soft, glutinous sentence made Lu Tianhao so happy that even his earlobes turned red.

He looked at Yin Qingqing with burning eyes, his tone full of undisguised appreciation: "Lin Lin Shimei Xu Xu Shijie Yin, look at your aura; you are almost at the mid-stage of the Divine Qi Realm. Since returning from your training in Miaozhou, your cultivation speed truly makes this senior brother feel ashamed."

Yin Qingqing smiled shallowly: "Lu Zhang Shixiong is joking; I am just borrowing the advantages of Danling Peak. Master even says I swallow too many pills and my foundation is unstable; I cannot compare to you True Transmission disciples who are steady and solid."

Lu Tianhao shook his head: "I eat plenty of pills too, but I don't have your..."

She seemed not to want to talk too much about this topic, lightly leading the conversation elsewhere, and chatted with Lu Tianhao for a few sentences.

Immediately after, Yin Qingqing's gaze fell on the gray-clad old man who had been standing beside Lu Tianhao with a calm face all along, and those clear, stream-like eyes blinked, saying softly:

"This old gentleman looks very unfamiliar."

Lu Tianhao hurriedly introduced:

"Lin Lin Shimei Xu Xu Shijie Yin, this is Elder Jiang of the Tianqing Sect who moved into Tianyun Peak some time ago!"

"Don't underestimate this old master; he is a strange person who could snatch six wisps of Primordial Qi from under the hands of three Primordial Realm martial artists! Even my Grandpa Lu speaks of him with nothing but praise."

Hearing this, Yin Qingqing's eyes instantly curved into two crescent moons, and she let out a soft, glutinous exclamation:

"So it is Elder Jiang of Tianyun Peak; truly a pleasure. Your great name, Qingqing has also heard of it in Danling Peak!"

"Is that so." Jiang Ye smiled faintly and nodded slightly as a response.

It just so happened that the servant disciple walked over quickly with a wooden tray.

On the tray were the ten bottles of Quenching Qi Pills Jiang Ye had exchanged for and a small piece of pitch-black Tungsten Gold.

Jiang Ye counted them to confirm they were correct, put his things away, greeted Lu Tianhao, and turned to walk out of the hall cleanly and neatly.

Yin Qingqing watched that gray-clad back disappear outside the hall door, those clear, stream-like eyes narrowing slightly, a strange look flashing in the depths of her eyes that others couldn't detect, not knowing what she was pondering.

Jiang Ye came out of the Tianchu Hall, went back to Tianyun Peak to retrieve that Tungsten Gold Staff, and headed straight down the mountain.

Since the Tungsten Gold was already in hand, he didn't delay, going directly to the Weapon Forging Hall to find Huang Gang to have this staff refined further.

His art of restraining his aura was too good; the inner sect disciple sent by Zhang Kun to lurk in the dark and keep watch didn't notice that Jiang Ye had left the sect gate from beginning to end.

About half an hour later.

Linzhou Great City, East of the City.

As soon as Jiang Ye stepped into the Weapon Forging Hall, he felt that the atmosphere here seemed to be more solemn than before.

The strong men in the hall all had wary looks on their faces.

Under the guidance of a steward, Jiang Ye soon found Huang Gang, who was sweating like rain hammering weapons, in the back of the hall.

"Master Huang, busy, are you."

Jiang Ye smiled faintly and greeted him.

Huang Gang turned his head at the sound, and a hearty smile bloomed on his face, which had been roasted red by the furnace fire: "Old Master is here; is there a new job?"

Jiang Ye took out that small piece of pitch-black Tungsten Gold from his sleeve and smiled faintly: "Trouble Master Huang to help me melt this bit of Tungsten Gold into that staff, and refine it again."

Huang Gang's pupils shrank slightly, clicking his tongue in admiration: "Not bad, Old Master; you managed to get Tungsten Gold in such a short time."

This thing wasn't easy to get.

It seemed this Old Master also had some status in the Upper Sect.

Jiang Ye asked: "Master Huang, after this Tungsten Gold is melted into the Tungsten Gold Staff, how much weight can it increase?"

Huang Gang took the Tungsten Gold, weighed it, pondered for a moment, and said:

"Old Master, this bit of Tungsten Gold you brought is about a tael and a bit; after it is all melted in, I will help you mix in some cold iron to purify it, and the total weight of the Tungsten Gold Staff should be able to reach over six thousand catties."

Hearing this, Jiang Ye's eyes lit up: "Six thousand catties?!"

One had to know that the weapons of most martial artists basically didn't exceed two hundred catties.

His Tungsten Gold Staff, weighing six thousand catties, was completely crushing ordinary weapons.

Jiang Ye immediately handed the Tungsten Gold Staff to Huang Gang: "Master Huang, then I will trouble you."

Huang Gang took the heavy Tungsten Gold Staff with both hands, a flash of irrepressible excitement in his eyes, and laughed heartily:

"Old Master, rest assured; just come to take the weapon in seven days."

In his professional career, he had never forged such a heavy weapon.

This Tungsten Gold Staff could be considered a milestone.

Jiang Ye nodded slightly, thought of the solemn atmosphere in the hall before, and asked casually: "Master Huang, has anything happened recently? I see the brothers in the hall don't look too good."

Huang Gang understood his meaning immediately and sighed heavily, his face full of indignation and helplessness: "It's all because of that Flower-Plucking Demon. Now everyone in the hall is in danger, and they don't dare to return to their rooms alone at night."

Hearing this, Jiang Ye was slightly startled, "The Flower-Plucking Demon even lays a hand on people from your Weapon Forging Hall?!"

Although he heard those disciples discussing in the Tianchu Hall that the Flower-Plucking Demon ate both men and women, ruining the purity of the Wang family's young lady wasn't enough, and he even abducted the Wang family's young master...

But, the Weapon Forging Hall was full of rough men who hammered iron, not those delicate young masters.

He could even lay a hand on them.

Huang Gang looked indignant, his voice rising a few notches:

"This Flower-Plucking Demon is simply a beast among beasts!"

"Our Master Fang of the Weapon Forging Hall..."

"He is the master with the most vigorous blood Qi here, who can work continuously for several days without sleeping."

"As a result, he met with disaster a few days ago and disappeared for no reason."

"The city guard has investigated; it was the Flower-Plucking Demon who did it!"

As he spoke, goosebumps rose all over his body.

Because, apart from that Master Fang, he was the master with the most vigorous blood Qi in this Weapon Forging Hall.

He couldn't imagine the scene of himself, a pure man, being harmed by the Flower-Plucking Demon...

These days, he didn't even dare to step out of the Weapon Forging Hall, solving all his eating, drinking, and bathroom needs in the hall.

Jiang Ye nodded thoughtfully: "So that's how it is."

Immediately after, he chatted with Huang Gang for a few more sentences, paid the thirty thousand taels of silver in labor fees readily, and took his leave. ===== CHAPTER 254 =====