Chapter 108: This Blade Carries Great Significance

On the battlefield, all that could be heard were shouts of "The Old Dragon King is mighty!" and "The Old Dragon King speaks bluntly like this!"

If judging only by sound, it would undoubtedly be a great victory for the water tribe, but in fact those shouting were Divine Sword Peak disciples, and the dead were all water tribe.

"All right, all right, no need to say more thanks; just keep it in mind, the Old Dragon King will understand."

Xu Jie and the other inner disciples spoke up, urging the fellow disciples to end the battle quickly.

Meanwhile, the water tribe members all started shouting curses.

"I get it, damn it."

"The Dragon King won't let you off."

"Our water tribe will definitely not let this rest."

In response, the Divine Sword Peak disciples replied with a cheerful laugh.

"The Old Dragon King won't let us off? Fine, fine, that's good."

"Not letting it rest is just right."

"Come on, come on, Shrimp Brother, turn over, I'll find a spot and give you a satisfying one."

"I just love your water tribe's enthusiasm like this."

Hearing the water tribe's angry curses, the Divine Sword Peak disciples grew even happier—just having you come is perfect; what they fear is that you wouldn't come.

A battle that couldn't really be called a big war ended quickly, and large quantities of supplies were successively transported back to the camp.

In the kitchen, the disciples returned in high spirits, and upon seeing Ye Zhangqing they couldn't help but say a couple of words.

"Junior Brother Zhangqing, this Old Dragon King is not bad—he even gave us an extra ten thousand supplies."

"Yeah, yeah, I might have really misunderstood the Old Dragon King before."

"Yeah, they say the Old Dragon King is utterly wicked, but isn't it great that he knows to send us extra supplies?"

Hearing everyone's words, Ye Zhangqing, who had been lying on the recliner, gave a dry laugh and nodded.

"Are you sure the Old Dragon King will accept such praise?"

"If it finds out, it would probably hate to personally charge into the Qinghai Camp."

With the supplies replenished, everyone's mood was quite good.

After cleaning up the battlefield, that evening naturally became another seafood feast—blanched shrimp.

Preparation was just as simple, and the taste made the disciples' noses run—mainly because these guys still dipped it in mustard.

Eating it brought tears and snot, and they had to desperately stuff more in, making Ye Zhangqing feel alarmed and trembling.

"Senior Brother, maybe you should eat a little less—your eyes............"

"Ah, hah, Junior Brother, don't worry—I, the senior brother, just love this feeling; it's overbearing."

"I'm overbearing your sister—your tears haven't stopped, and your voice has gone hoarse."

"I don't know why these guys like mustard so much; it's almost like they eat it as a meal."

"Although this mustard was made by Ye Zhangqing himself, using wasabi."

"The taste is indeed good, but I tried a bit earlier and it was really strong."

"Even a little bit of it makes Ye Zhangqing feel he can't hold up, but these guys—it's not blanched shrimp dipped in mustard; it's basically a shrimp dipped in mustard."

"Can the throat really take eating it like this?"

"No amount of persuasion helps; sure enough, after the meal the disciples resumed their idle chatter and farting, but each of their voices was hoarse to the point of being unbearable."

"Junior Brother, you ￥……%￥%……￥……"

"Mumbling for half a minute, the person opposite couldn't hear clearly at all."

"What did you say?"

"@#￥#￥%……￥……%"

"What?"

"￥%￥%￥……￥"

"Did your vocal cords fall into the sect?"

"I'm saying, eating this blanched shrimp is really exhilarating."

"Watching their way of communicating, Ye Zhangqing was completely speechless—are you eating blanched shrimp? It seems your staple is mustard."

"We'll probably have to change the dishes tomorrow."

"We can't keep eating like this; otherwise the whole Divine Sword Peak will turn mute, and that won't do."

After the disciples rested a while and cleaned up, they then left the kitchen one by one to go cultivate.

As for cultivation, every Divine Sword Peak disciple never lets up.

Including those disciples seriously injured and bedridden—if they can't cultivate techniques, they lie in bed cultivating methods.

But we must not let the gap widen, or else getting a meal later will be difficult.

Inside the Jinhai Camp everything was normal, while Blacksmith Valley—after a day and night's journey without any rest—Chen Mu and Xiao Bai finally arrived.

As the largest artifact-refining sect of Dongzhou, Blacksmith Valley's strength may not match that of the Dao Yi Sect, but its status is still exalted.

After all, weapon refiners, pill masters, talisman seal masters, formation masters—these special cultivators, setting aside their own combat power, absolutely have exaggerated connections.

On the path of cultivation, you always can't avoid these things; there will always be times when you need to ask others for help.

At the mountain gate, Chen Mu was stopped by two Blacksmith Valley disciples.

He cupped his fists in greeting, stating his purpose.

"Fellow Daoists, I am Chen Mu, an inner disciple of the Divine Sword Peak of the Dao Yi Sect, and I have come especially to seek a divine weapon."

Upon hearing that he was a disciple of the Dao Yi Sect, the two Blacksmith Valley disciples' attitudes also became friendly.

"Ah, so it's Senior Brother Chen of the Dao Yi Sect."

"People like Chen Mu who come to request a divine weapon are not uncommon in Blacksmith Valley, so after a simple registration, a steward personally escorted Chen Mu inside."

Xiao Bai was assigned to the area specially for raising spirit beasts, while Chen Mu followed that steward and arrived at a great hall.

This is the place in Blacksmith Valley specially for receiving guests.

In a solitary secret room, the steward opened his mouth to ask.

"I don't know what grade of weapon you intend to obtain, or who you want to make it?"

In Blacksmith Valley, seeking a divine weapon generally involves two situations.

One is ready-made; this is simple—just state the desired divine weapon type, grade, or any other special requirements, and if there are any, you can purchase it directly.

The second is to provide your own materials, designate a weapon refiner to specially forge it, which feels somewhat like a custom order.

This is comparatively more troublesome; first is the choice of weapon refiner—different grades of weapon refiners naturally have different prices, and it also depends on whether they are willing.

"May I ask if your sect's Sect Master is present?"

Before coming, Chen Mu had already decided that it would be best to have the Sect Master personally make it; although the price is high, the quality is good.

The grades of weapon refiners, talisman seal masters, formation masters, and pill masters are divided in the same way.

From first to ninth rank, ninth rank is the highest; and within Blacksmith Valley there are only two ninth-rank weapon refiners in total—one is the Sect Master, the other is the Grand Elder.

Since we're looking for it, we certainly want the best; as for money, would the combined funds of all the Divine Sword Peak disciples still fall short of this?

Junior Brother Changqing wants to replace his sword, so naturally he wants the best one.

However, unfortunately, upon hearing this, the steward shook his head and said.

"The Sect Master is out on business and is currently not in the sect."

"What about the Grand Elder then?"

If the Sect Master is not available, the Grand Elder will do.

"The Grand Elder is indeed in the sect, but the specifics still need to be inquired about, after all, you know the rules, junior."

"Understood, then please trouble the steward to report this; we hope the Grand Elder can take action—this sword is of great significance to our Divine Sword Peak, and this favor will surely be remembered by all of Divine Sword Peak."

Seeing Chen Mu speak so solemnly, the steward also dared not be negligent, after all, they had said it was of great significance, and it concerned the entire Divine Sword Peak.

He nodded in agreement, then immediately rose and left, personally going to report this to the Grand Elder.