Chapter 721: The Inciting Umbrella, Su Shang

Watching Bai Lu finish ordering in a flash, Xiao Cong, the artisan from the Artisanship Commission, wailed in his heart.

It was too late to stop her.

Looking at that long string of amounts, Xiao Cong subconsciously took out his phone to check his balance.

He only hoped that when it came time to pay, he would be able to settle the bill.

Time passed quietly.

It wasn't until Bai Lu was full that she patted her stomach, feeling refreshed.

At this moment, Bai Lu felt as if her whole being had come back to life.

The delicacies on the table before her were now almost entirely gone.

"Very good, I'm full!"

The next second, Su Shang looked at the Artisanship Commission artisan with a satisfied expression: "We'll set off in a moment to the Scalegorge Waterscape Grotto-Heaven to help you find the mechanism."

Now that dinner was finished, the journey to the Scalegorge Waterscape Grotto-Heaven could be treated as a post-meal stroll.

"Many thanks."

Hearing Su Shang's words, Xiao Cong, the artisan from the Artisanship Commission, let out a long sigh of relief.

That's great, they were finally going to start getting things done.

Looking at the bill he had just settled, Xiao Cong felt a pang of heartache again.

How could it be so expensive?

He had really bled for this today.

With Xiao Cong, the artisan from the Artisanship Commission, nursing his heartache, Su Shang and the others stood up, bid him farewell, and headed toward the Scalegorge Waterscape Grotto-Heaven.

Following along with them was the Yin Qing San.

"Hehe."

As Bai Lu boarded the skiff, she chuckled: "I noticed the look of pain on that guy's face just now; the meal we ate definitely cost a lot of money."

"I always thought Lady Bai Lu ate the most, but I didn't expect Su Shang to eat the most."

Hearing Bai Lu's words, Qing Que scratched her head and looked at Su Shang.

Just now at the table, Su Shang's appetite had been too good; she had eaten more than all of them.

Su Shang: "........"

Hearing Qing Que's words, Su Shang immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.

She had been too hungry, so she had eaten a bit more.

Immediately after, the group started the skiff and headed for the Scalegorge Waterscape Grotto-Heaven.

Following the map provided by Xiao Cong, the artisan from the Artisanship Commission, they soon arrived at a small island within the Scalegorge Waterscape Grotto-Heaven.

On this small island, there was a giant mechanical Aurumaton.

This robot was repeating itself, emitting a deafening sound.

"Ten thousand gullies and a thousand crags, the water flows on its own; where in the deep clouds can one find the Pengqiu? Looking back at the path of the valiant cavalry's expedition, testing one's skills in the Scalegorge Waterscape."

"Ten thousand gullies and a thousand crags, the water flows on its own; where in the deep clouds can one find the Pengqiu? Looking back at the path of the valiant cavalry's expedition, testing one's skills in the Scalegorge Waterscape."

"Who goes there?"

When Su Shang and the others arrived, this frontier poet suddenly stopped chanting, looked up abruptly, and his voice boomed like thunder: "How dare you approach this old man from behind!"

"This old man?"

Hearing this, Qing Que's expression was strange: "What a frontier poet; listening to him, it feels like there's going to be a fight."

"I have deeply studied the representative works of the 'Frontier Poetry Sect' and extracted the authors' life experiences and word frequency styles. I discovered that these authors were all seasoned by hardship and had extraordinary experience."

Hearing Qing Que's words, this frontier poet replied: "I have only been activated for two months, twelve days, and eight system hours; I really cannot be compared to them, so I had to change how I refer to myself to better ponder the poet's state of mind."

"Oh. You are so tall, yet I am poor, weak, and small."

Looking at this tall mechanical Aurumaton, the Yin Qing San that had followed them sighed: "I am so sad."

"Hahahaha."

Hearing the Yin Qing San's words, the frontier poet laughed loudly: "Ho hahahaha! Is the Master still fussing over those soft, sour poems?"

"..... I think the dross the Master writes cannot be considered poetry, it doesn't even deserve to be called dross....."

"Well said."

Hearing this, the frontier poet agreed in an approving tone: "It was this old man who overestimated the Master."

"So, let's just call out the Inspiration Jade Abacus now."

Su Shang spoke up; she hadn't forgotten the purpose of their visit.

"Indeed."

The Yin Qing San also nodded and said: "The Master sent us two to find you and take away your 'Inspiration Jade Abacus'."

"'Better to be a centurion than a scholar'; whether or not one is a poet is not important; this old man believes that going to the front lines to kill the enemy is the top priority."

Hearing the words of Su Shang and the Yin Qing San, the frontier poet shook his head and said: "This old man traveled thousands of miles to this Scalegorge Waterscape hoping to show off his skills, but I didn't expect that the Cloud Knights' suppression of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus had already ended; this old man has made a wasted trip."

"Alas, alas, without the baptism of the clashing of gold and iron on the battlefield, the sentences this old man created really dare not be called 'Frontier Poetry'. This 'Inspiration Jade Abacus' has no value now! This old man will destroy it!"

Saying this, the frontier poet sighed deeply, seemingly very regretful.

"The war is already over."

Seeing the sighing frontier poet, Bai Lu also sighed and said: "You don't have to fight anymore..."

Why couldn't this thing understand reason?

"No, we must fight!"

Hearing Bai Lu's words, the Yin Qing San on the side said with some schadenfreude: "Condition: 'Frontier Poetry' needs to experience 'combat'. Output result: You guys have a fight."

"You're looking for trouble, right?" ===== CHAPTER 722 =====