Chapter 157: Blacksmith Guild

157. Chapter 157 Blacksmith Guild

In the afternoon, several of Li Xuan's slaves returned to the inn, but they hadn't received much news.

Given the status of Li Xuan's five slaves, trying to gather information on Lou Gao the Divine Blacksmith was simply too difficult, and Li Xuan originally had no expectations.

The five slaves stood before Li Xuan, heads lowered, their eyes full of guilt.

"Young master, it is our incompetence," the five slaves said to Li Xuan with apologetic bows.

"It's not your fault; probing others' territory is indeed reckless. Fine, you all just rest well in the inn; I'll handle the rest myself," Li Xuan said with an unconcerned smile, shaking his head and waving at them.

"Yes, young master," the five slaves said without further questions, bowing to Li Xuan before leaving his room.

The slaves returned to their rooms, deeply remorseful; they knew what Li Xuan intended, it didn't concern them, and they knew what they should do, so they asked nothing.

After leaving the inn, Li Xuan stood on the street, looked up at the sky; the bright sun shone, it must have been noon.

"Lou Gao, I'm coming," Li Xuan muttered with a smile, his gaze landing on the Void Pearl at his waist that held the Silver White Long Sword.

Inside it is the long sword wielded by the Silver Armor person; the sword is forged from a special metal, exceptionally sturdy, and can also amplify a soul master.

Li Xuan believed that once this sword appeared, Lou Gao would surely want to see him.

Then Li Xuan headed straight for the Blacksmith Guild.

A dozen minutes later, Li Xuan stood at the Blacksmith Guild's entrance, sizing up the massive building before him.

The huge structure has five floors, at least thirty meters tall, and occupies a vast footprint; to command such space in the city center shows its importance to the city.

Hanging above the building is a jet‑black iron plaque, bearing no characters, only raised images of a hammer and a chisel.

Having confirmed this was the Blacksmith Guild,

Li Xuan didn't bother with pleasantries and stepped straight inside.

The first floor of the Blacksmith Guild is a public area, so the foot traffic is huge; to get in one must queue, and Li Xuan could only join the line.

After a while, Li Xuan finally managed to enter the first‑floor hall.

But just as he entered the hall, a staff member suddenly stopped him.

"Hello, youngster, this is the Blacksmith Guild; inside there's extremely heavy metal everywhere, you'd better not go in, it's easy to get hurt," the staff member said, smiling at Li Xuan in a gentle tone, seeming to be someone who likes children.

"Hello, sir, I have a sword I'd like Master Lou Gao to appraise; could you notify him?" Li Xuan blinked and said to the staff.

"Um…" the staff member was stunned; it was their first time encountering such a situation, so they didn't know what to do.

"Kid, stop messing around and leave quickly; this place is full of blacksmiths, don't let them mistake you for a hammer wheel," another less‑patient staff member snorted at Li Xuan.

"Is that so?" Li Xuan raised an eyebrow, his expression unchanged as a mass of Nirvana Fire formed a Fire Bird that surged toward the staff member; Li Xuan didn't intend to kill, only to draw attention.

Everyone felt the scorching heat of the Nirvana Fire and retreated in terror.

"You… you… you're a soul master!" the flustered staff member exclaimed to Li Xuan, then collapsed onto the ground, dazed, uttering a single line.

Li Xuan gave no reply, snorted, and the flame continued forward, almost touching the staff member's face.

The scorching flame instantly singed the hair on his face, nearly burning his head hair.

"Kid, you're fiery," a muffled middle‑aged man's voice called from outside. At the same time, a flash of Black Light streaked by, dispersing the Nirvana Fire‑turned Fire Bird.

"Hm?" Li Xuan looked up, glanced at the one who emitted the Black Light, and frowned.

Although the Fire Bird was a casual attack of his, the Nirvana Fire itself was tremendously powerful; to disperse it effortlessly required far greater strength than Li Xuan possessed.

He was a two‑meter‑tall hulking man, wielding a Black Giant Hammer, his visage resolute and imposing without anger, dressed in hemp garments that could not hide his solid muscles; he seemed not only a soul master but also a top‑tier blacksmith.

"Master Si Long! It's Master Si Long!" a staff member shouted at the hulking man.

"Si Long? A disciple of Lou Gao?" Li Xuan was taken aback; he had only thrown a fireball, yet it produced such a massive creature, when he merely intended to summon the patrol maintaining order.

But then again, only a being of the Soul Saint Realm could so easily disperse his Nirvana Fire‑turned Fire Bird.

"Kid, you're young yet your cultivation is extraordinary; let today's incident pass, and leave quickly," the burly Si Long showed Li Xuan a simple, hearty smile.

Although they were massive, they were still patient with children.

"Master Si Long, don't rush to send me away yet; behold this sword!" Li Xuan, energized, tossed the box in his hand, then thrust his palm to shatter the box.

The Silver White Long Sword appeared in Li Xuan's hand.

"Master Si Long, be careful," Li Xuan said with a light laugh, then drew the sword and charged at Si Long.

Li Xuan's purpose was to let Si Long see the sword's power.

After all, being young, his words alone weren't convincing.

"Ha ha, well come! Kid, your swordplay is domineering," Si Long laughed, his chuckle booming like a bronze bell throughout the Blacksmith Guild.

But Si Long also wanted to see what tricks Li Xuan could pull, so he casually drew a long sword from his Soul Guide Device to spar with Li Xuan.

Li Xuan moved with extreme speed, the Silver White Long Sword flashing like a silver ribbon, streaking straight toward Si Long's chest.

Although Li Xuan was strong, Si Long was a Soul Saint, and a lifelong blacksmith; his soul power level was superb, and his physical resilience was overwhelmingly formidable.

Li Xuan's sword technique was exquisite, yet in Si Long's eyes it still fell short.

Si Long executed an old‑school horizontal sword block.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound rang; the long sword in Si Long's hand snapped instantly, startling him, but he instinctively channeled soul power into his palm and deflected Li Xuan's sword.

"What divine weapon do you hold in your hand?" Si Long asked, astonished, looking at Li Xuan.

The sword Si Long had just used was forged by Si Long himself; though not a masterpiece, it was still tougher than ordinary swords.

Yet even so, Li Xuan's Silver White Long Sword cleaved it in a single strike!

This shows how extremely sharp Li Xuan's sword is.

(End of Chapter)