Chapter 60: Dragon Clan Kinship Across the Four Seas; Casting Master Details the Affairs of Divine Weapons【4k】

Amidst the swirling, colorful halos, Fang Longye chuckled softly.

Having confirmed the current point in time, the Great Han's divine physician Li Ji had yet to exit the stage, and the Han Wudi Liu Xiaozhu was still just a little brat.

Calculating based on memories from his past life, that Monkey on Huaguo Mountain might not have even apprenticed under a master to learn his arts yet!

And while he was currently still lingering before the gate of the True Immortal realm, that was merely because one barrier had yet to be broken.

His current cultivation was like a river dammed up, constantly accumulating potential. Once he ascended to True Immortal, it would surely be like breaking the golden locks to let the dragon loose—surging forward, covering a thousand miles in a single day.

With his Golden Finger, when the Havoc in Heaven occurred, he imagined that with his cultivation at that time, there would be much he could accomplish~ As his mood lightened, the halos around him rose, spinning and intertwining, rippling into specks of starlight~

After a long while, he brushed away the ripples in his heart, his eyes filled with contemplation, with strange colors appearing frequently.

"However, come to think of it, the Dragon Clan truly has no small amount of influence!"

He toyed with the Jade Slip held in his hand and thought to himself: "I merely inquired about the affairs of the Human Race dynasties in Nanzhan Buzhou. In less than half an hour, even news as specific as Han Jingdi's critical illness could be delivered right to me."

"One must know, I am far away in Beiju Luzhou!"

Although it was not free; it cost money.

Thinking of the hundreds of Qiyun Yinxian that had been spent, despite feeling a bit of a sting, deep down he felt at ease.

It was better that it was paid; at least it could rule out the possibility of most schemes.

Otherwise, for a Dragon Prince, even with an unnamed Dragon King father behind him, such uncompensated mobilization of manpower would definitely be problematic.

Fang Longye's gaze was burning as he gathered the mist in the room and surveyed this residence, thinking: "It seems now that the basic perk of being a Dragon Prince is this Treasure Pavilion that contains information, allowing one to know the timing and understand the ways of the world."

"As for other services, it is either a matter of background or money."

Not bad, either.

"At least, in the future, I will be able to have a place to stay in most places!"

In Fang Longye's view, the Dragon Clan's way of doing things was just like the Jiangxi Guildhalls and Shanxi Guildhalls that were spread all over the country in the Ming and Qing dynasties of his past life, providing free lodging and support to their own scholars passing through, taking care of them.

However, unlike those guildhalls which were centered around fellow countrymen, the Dragon Clan spread throughout the Honghuang was naturally linked by Bloodline.

All within the Four Seas are one family.

Although on an individual level, there were inevitably grievances, entanglements, love, and hatred, on the whole, they could still provide care and help to latecomers who were unrelated and unknown to them.

After thinking this through, he turned and entered the sleeping chamber, lying down on the couch to sleep.

The next day.

The palace was magnificent.

A Cloud Couch throne hung high, empty.

In front of it was a sandalwood desk, upon which sat a small golden burner; clear fragrance wafted from it, condensing into smoky water, permeating the surroundings.

The old turtle stood below, waiting quietly, without a trace of impatience.

Regarding being summoned frequently, he felt not the slightest dissatisfaction. Originally, his duties, besides developing industries, were to run errands for the dragon descendants regarding trivial matters.

Moreover, the most enviable part of this job was the ability to build good relations with these dragon descendants.

He wished this Dragon Prince master would summon him eight hundred times a day!

A short while later, clear light and water rippled, with seven-colored halos swirling within, and a tall, imposing, and handsome figure appeared, landing on the Cloud Couch.

It was the Dragon Prince himself~

He immediately knelt and performed a salute.

Fang Longye did not stand on ceremony and went straight to the point: "Manager Turtle, do you know the best Casting Master in this Yuyang Yaofang?"

Casting Master? Upon hearing this, the demon turtle immediately indicated: "I certainly know. However, Your Highness also knows that no matter what type of master they are, they are always held in high esteem and are busy with business; even with Your Highness's status, an appointment is required."

He paused and said: "This old servant can only guarantee that the next person this master receives will be Your Highness. As for when this master will receive Your Highness, I dare not predict."

Fang Longye waved his hand and said: "Time is not important; as long as the skill is good, I can wait."

He immediately tossed him a hundred Qiyun Yinxian as a deposit.

The old turtle took it, immediately beaming with joy, bowing and thanking him repeatedly.

Fang Longye had also looked into the prices; he knew that a hundred Qiyun Yinxian as a deposit was certainly more than enough.

But he knew even better that this money could not be saved.

People humble themselves before you and run around diligently for you—isn't it for profit? When it is time to be generous, one must be generous.

……

Half a month later, in a valley on Yuyang Mountain.

The scenery was not peculiar.

It was even somewhat desolate, appearing slightly abrupt amidst this Yaofang, which was like a Blessed Land of immortal mountains.

The air was slightly sultry.

Fang Longye understood that this was caused by the master's forge.

The old turtle respectfully explained to Fang Longye: "This master has always lived in seclusion here; as for the shop at the foot of the mountain, it is naturally left to the apprentices to manage."

Fang Longye nodded, indicating he understood.

Having purchased some resources in the Yaofang over the past few days, Qingshe, who was currently in closed-door cultivation, had already helped him find out about the operation of this Yaofang.

The owner or the person in charge of this Yaofang belonged to Yuyang Yaofang, but that did not mean that all the business inside the Yaofang was monopolized by him.

He could not achieve that step. Besides the official shops of Yuyang Yaofang, there were many private shops doing all kinds of business.

Yes, that's right, that kind of business existed too.

However, they all had to pay money to him, the landlord. It couldn't be said that there was anything wrong with doing so; rent and taxes were only natural.

After all, the demon king's whole family had to eat! Although a forty-percent profit was already quite a lot~ Previously, the old turtle said that the Demon Master Mansion would take sixty percent of the profit, but this sixty percent had to be divided among other participating forces at the top.

What actually fell into the hands of the Demon Master Mansion might only be thirty percent.

And what did those in charge of Yaofang like Yuyang Yaofang do? Besides being the visible maintainers of order, there seemed to be nothing else.

Could this type of Yaofang continue to operate because of him, a Golden Immortal?

It relies on the prestige of the Demon Master Mansion to ensure no one dares to cause trouble or plunder in the Yaofang, and it relies on the provision of specialty resources from various forces in other continents.

Yu Yang Yaowang only provided the manpower and the land, yet he can obtain forty percent of the profits; he should be secretly happy!

Thinking of these matters in his heart, his feet did not stop.

He had already followed the old turtle, pacing into the valley.

Following his intuition, he arrived at the depths of the valley.

The valley, which was already sparse in vegetation, became completely barren in the depths, with iron materials and ores covering the ground.

At the bottom of the valley was a dark pool; by the pool were several iron furnaces with roaring fires, and further away, a few thatched huts.

The pool water was cold and dark, a type of cold spirit spring. Of course, it was naturally incomparable to the cold pool formed by Xuanming True Water in the Small World earlier.

Seeing the figures of the two, a middle-aged Great Han with muscles knotted like dragons beside the furnace put down his work, threw on an outer garment, tidied himself up, and stepped forward to welcome them.

With a face full of smiles, he explained: "Doing some preparatory work, I hope this Highness will forgive the lack of decorum." His voice was gentle, a stark contrast to his image of bulging muscles and wild beard.

"Highness, this Master Junyuan is the number one Casting Master within Yuyang Yaofang; even to Yu Yang Yaowang, he is a guest of honor."

The old turtle, who had long since reported the information about this master, enthusiastically acted as a bridge and spoke for the two.

The Great Han waved his palm, which was the size of a cattail fan, and repeatedly humbled himself: "I just rely on being born into the Spirit Elephant clan and having a bit of brute strength!"

"Master, you jest. If being able to forge divine weapons is only considered having a bit of brute strength, then those craftsmen who dare to claim they have finished their apprenticeship after forging only a few sharp blades would likely be so ashamed they would commit suicide."

Fang Longye laughed aloud and complimented him.

……

After some familiarization, the three arrived at the thatched hut in the valley and sat down.

Although the Pot Heaven technique had been applied to expand the space, the interior remained simple, filled only with iron ingots, copper blocks, and some blades.

Only a vacant area remained, where a table and chairs were placed for guests.

Fang Longye set down his teacup and said straightforwardly: "The reason I could come to find you, Master, is naturally for a commission to forge a weapon. I have a weapon that had some deviations when I was young and ignorant, and I hope you can help me rectify it."

Having said this, he did not hesitate and summoned the Panlong Spear, letting it fly before the eyes of the Casting Master named Junyuan, allowing him to observe it.

One could see a long spear, silver-white throughout, with gilded dragon patterns laid out on the shaft, and a chilling baleful aura permeating the gleaming blade.

What a Dharma Treasure! A pity~ Junyuan only took one look before secretly sighing in regret, reaching out to strike a strand of Dharma into the long spear; this was a unique investigative method for Casting Masters.

A moment later, he opened his eyes with a look of regret.

The various spirit materials used for the long spear were all excellent, but unfortunately, they were not forged properly from the start; the combination of various spirit materials was a mess, and only the sturdiness of the material met the standard, with its true power relying entirely on the augmentation of the Dharma Treasure's Restriction.

Just as he had thought when he first saw it, this is a good Dharma Treasure, but not a divine weapon~

A flash of realization crossed the eyes of the old turtle on the side.

As I expected, this Highness is indeed an illegitimate son of a Dragon King; only with such an identity would one be ignorant of so much common knowledge.

Even so, he did not have the slightest intention of being slow or dismissive.

Just looking at this Highness's noble air, the True Immortal attendant, the Spirit Treasure on his person, and his abundant wealth, even if he is an illegitimate son, he is an extremely favored one.

What's more, he comes from the North Sea Dragon Palace, and he has vaguely heard that the relationship between his own Highness and Dragon King Majesty is far from what the outside world rumors.

Who knows, perhaps this Highness also has other hidden circumstances!

While the old turtle was calculating in his heart, Junyuan was explaining the matter of the divine weapon to Fang Longye.

"It seems that your Highness also understands the difference between a divine weapon and a Dharma Treasure. Then I will speak about the key to forging a divine weapon."

"I ask for your guidance, Master." Fang Longye asked humbly.

"Does your Highness know of the Five Metals Essence?"

"I naturally understand." Fang Longye nodded.

Metal refers to the metal of the five colors.

The yellow is called gold, the white is called silver, the red is called copper, the green is called lead, and the black is called iron.

The Five Metals are the collective term for these five types of metals: gold, silver, copper, lead, and iron.

The Five Metals Essence, as the name suggests, refers to the essence and the best of these five metals, which is what is called metal spirit materials.

For example, an iron mine, if nourished by Qi, may produce spirit materials like profound iron or cold iron.

I dare not say that all metal spirit materials in the world originate from these five metals, but most belong to the category of these five-colored metals.

In his view, forging a divine weapon is no different from making alloys in his past life. The Panlong Spear he forged had always followed this line of thought.

It is just that because the spirit materials possess spiritual resonance, they are not easy to combine.

"The key to forging a divine weapon lies in the combination of the Five Metals Essence. Besides the characteristics of the Five Metals' own materials, one must also pay attention to the characteristics of the spiritual resonance of these Five Metals Essence."

"There are many divine materials in this world, but they are basically divided into the categories of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements."

"Your Highness's weapon has many melted spirit materials, but it does not pay attention to the principle of the Five Elements generating and overcoming each other."

"Many spirit materials that are originally mutually overcoming in the Five Elements were forcibly melted together, naturally conflicting with each other and unable to exert their original power."

"So it needs to be balanced in the Five Elements?" Fang Longye was thoughtful.

Junyuan shook his head and said: "Your Highness has forgotten that no matter how much a divine weapon melts spirit materials, it is still a metal object, so it must naturally honor the metal element. Besides, if one blindly seeks balance, how can one manifest sharpness?"

"Just like your Highness, being of the dragon kind, naturally honors water. After ascending to True Immortal, even if you gather the Five Elements and cultivate the Five Qi in the Chest, it will still be dominated by the water element."

Fang Longye heard this and agreed deeply. He had studied the *Strange Book of Hesha*, so he naturally had a deep understanding of the Five Elements.

Not everyone is Kong Xuan, who emphasizes the balance of the Five Elements.

Everyone has a different understanding of the Five Elements; there is no right or wrong, only what is suitable for oneself.

Just like the Phoenix Clan possesses the five virtues but honors the fire virtue, the Qilin rotates the Five Elements but takes the earth element as king, and the Dragon Clan reveres the Azure Dragon, yet the Ancestral Dragon is the clan leader.

"Now, your Highness's weapon has conflicting spiritual resonance and mixed Five Elements. Besides re-matching the materials, one must melt high-level Five Elements divine metals to integrate these mixed Five Elements spiritual resonances."

Fang Longye finally understood; it was actually just using high-level divine metal as the main component to recast the Panlong Spear. He immediately said: "I have a piece of Deep Sea Silver, is that enough?"

This piece of Deep Sea Silver was a relic of that previous True Immortal dragon, which had never been used. After using it this time, the legacy of the senior would be considered exhausted.

Junyuan shook his head and said: "A divine weapon belongs to the category of metal objects, so it must naturally use the metal element to integrate everything. Deep Sea Silver belongs to the water element divine metal; it is quite good for combining with pure metal element divine materials."

The old turtle suddenly spoke, "That is nothing, Your Highness. This old subject brought a portion of divine metal long ago."

He immediately presented a wooden box.

After opening it, golden energy surged forth, permeated with an edge capable of cutting through everything.

Merely observing it caused the eyes to ache.

"Tai Bai Geng Gold—" Junyuan exclaimed in surprise. This was indeed a top-tier divine material of the metal element.

This is what it means to conduct oneself in the world.

Having heard Fang Longye mention forging a divine weapon, the old turtle naturally knew from his experience that it would inevitably require pure metal-element divine material.

He did not know whether this Dragon Prince carried such divine metal on his person.

But as the saying goes, opportunity favors the prepared.

Sure enough, it came in handy—he naturally knew that with Fang Longye's wealth, obtaining such divine metal was easy, but the back-and-forth would naturally waste time.

This bit of time was nothing, but filling the gaps and anticipating others' needs—is that not a way of currying favor? Indeed, the Prince first showed surprise, then revealed a satisfied smile.

Fang Longye was naturally somewhat pleased; after all, he would not have to return empty-handed today. But given his temperament, he would not lose control of his expression.

Showing it was more for the old turtle's benefit; after all, when subordinates perform meritorious deeds for you, they do so hoping for a reward.

If one did not show some appreciation, who knows how resentful they might become! Fang Longye waved his hand and laughed, "When we return, there will be rewards!"

The old turtle feigned refusal, insisting on not accepting.

The two played a game of polite refusal, and in the end, only after Fang Longye put on the airs of a Dragon Prince did the old turtle "have no choice but to comply."

With this, the forging of the divine weapon could finally begin! Apologies for being late—I was busy during the day and really couldn't find time to write. I haven't been able to build up a backlog while hitting ten thousand words a day recently. This is today's first chapter, 4000 words. As for whether I can hit ten thousand words today, I really can't guarantee it right now. Terribly sorry! (End of chapter)