Chapter 329: Being able to forge equipment for Lin Mo is my honor

While speaking.

Feng Cangqiong had already brought Yan Lie and Lin Mo up in front of that group of people.

"Hahaha!"

"Old Mo!"

Feng Cangqiong laughed heartily and strode forward.

Mo Qianjun, who had originally been standing with his hands clasped behind his back, immediately broke into a smile as well.

"Old Feng!"

"You finally made it!"

Mo Qianjun laughed heartily and came forward to greet him.

The two big shots at the very top of the Dragon Nation's pyramid were clearly old acquaintances of many years.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries.

Mo Qianjun's gaze, passing over Feng Cangqiong, locked onto Lin Mo standing behind him.

"Good lad…"

"This must be Lin Mo, yes?"

Feng Cangqiong turned to the side, smiling and nodding.

"That's right."

"Lin Mo, come, say hello to Old Mo."

Lin Mo stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"Greetings, Old Mo."

Mo Qianjun looked at Lin Mo, sizing him up from head to toe.

Those sharp eyes grew brighter and brighter the more he looked.

"Lin Mo, I've heard your great name long ago."

Mo Qianjun sighed.

"On the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Nations, single-handedly wiping out the allied forces of seven nations."

"Nation-Protecting Dragon Envoy, the youngest Major General in Dragon Nation's history."

"Eighteen years old, a four-element Archmage…"

"To tell the truth."

"This old man here has lived most of his life."

"And this is the first time I've ever seen a young man as outrageous as you."

Hearing this.

The corner of Feng Cangqiong's mouth lifted slightly.

"Old Mo, let me correct you on one thing."

Mo Qianjun turned his head and looked at Feng Cangqiong.

"What?"

Feng Cangqiong chuckled lightly and said casually:

"Lin Mo is no longer a four-element Archmage now; he's now an eighteen-year-old five-element Archmage."

"…"

Mo Qianjun was stunned.

Five elements?

Five-element Archmage?

After two seconds of silence.

Mo Qianjun finally murmured.

"Old Feng."

"Are you sure you're not trying to fool me?"

Feng Cangqiong burst out laughing.

"Would I fool you? Is there any benefit in fooling you?"

"This kid is far more than just a five-element Archmage."

"This kid, ah…"

Feng Cangqiong looked at Lin Mo beside him and sighed lightly:

"He's a five-element body."

"…"

Mo Qianjun fell silent once again.

He looked at Lin Mo again.

After a long while, he slowly spoke.

"This kid… could he be some kind of monster?"

Lin Mo rubbed his nose.

Good lord.

The way they're praising him.

His toes have started working again.

Seeing Mo Qianjun in such a state, Feng Cangqiong burst out laughing and shifted the topic.

"Elder Mo."

"To have you personally forge equipment for Lin Mo."

"Is this kid's honor."

"Looking across the entire Dragon Nation, the entire Blue Star, only you, Elder Mo, have the qualification, have the strength, to forge this forbidden-tier exclusive weapon."

Hearing these words.

Mo Qianjun waved his hand.

"Old Ghost Feng, don't say it like that."

Mo Qianjun's gaze grew serious.

"Being able to forge equipment for Lin Mo is my honor."

……

Once these words came out.

Standing behind Mo Qianjun, the female forger with a high ponytail, her expression visibly froze.

She nudged the other female forger beside her, lowering her voice as she spoke:

"Senior Sister Jiang…"

"We've followed Master for so many years."

"When… have we ever seen Master praise someone like this?"

Jiang Yunshang's expression was also a bit dazed.

She was silent for a few seconds, then said softly:

"Xiaoshuang, you're right. I've followed Master for so many years, and I've never once heard him say such words to anyone."

"Not even once."

You have to know.

Who was their Master?

He was the current strongest forger of Dragon Nation, an SSS-rank Heavenly Craftsman Creator.

Usually, let alone praising people.

Even the bigwigs of the various top guilds, bringing piles of rare materials and astronomical sums of money, begging Master to step in and forge equipment.

And the result?

Master wouldn't even see them.

With a wave of his hand, he'd send them off to be handled by disciples like them.

Jiang Yunshang set her gaze on Lin Mo, her expression complicated.

And now.

An eighteen-year-old youth.

Yet made Master seem like a completely different person.

Not only did he gather all of them disciples together.

He even personally came to the street corner to welcome him.

He even said, in front of so many people, something like "Being able to forge equipment for Lin Mo is my honor."

"Xiaoshuang."

Jiang Yunshang said with a soft chuckle:

"I won't lie to you."

She looked at Lin Mo's back, her eyes full of emotion.

"At first, when Master notified us to come assist, I was a bit reluctant."

"The forging orders on my hands were already scheduled half a year out — where would I find the time."

"Besides."

"What kind of order requires all of us disciples to come and assist Master?"

"It's simply…"

"Too grand, isn't it?"

Han Shuang, who was beside her, also chuckled upon hearing this:

"Don't say it, Senior Sister — I had the exact same thought."

"Right?"

Jiang Yunshang nodded.

"But later I looked into the information, and only then discovered that the person Master was going to forge for this time was absurd to such a degree…"

"I actually think Master was right — it really does count as our honor."

Once this was said.

Han Shuang turned her head to glance at her.

"Huh?"

Jiang Yunshang smiled:

"Are you dumb, Xiaoshuang? We're forging a weapon for the future number one of Dragon Nation… no, of Blue Star."

"Think about it."

"When the time comes, the weapon in the hands of Blue Star's number one — we forged it."

Jiang Yunshang turned to look at the junior sister beside her, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly.

"Just this credential alone."

"In the future, in the history books, will it be enough to leave behind a name?"

Han Shuang fell silent for quite a while after hearing these words.

Only then did she speak:

"Senior Sister, what you said is also right."

"It is our honor!"

Jiang Yunshang reached out and gently patted her junior sister's shoulder, then lowered her voice, her tone turning several degrees more serious.

"But Xiao Shuang, we should only say these things in private."

"Don't shout it out in front of so many seniors and embarrass Master."

Han Shuang was stunned for a moment.

"Huh? Wasn't that what Master himself said?"

Jiang Yunshang sighed:

"That was just polite talk from a first meeting—how could it be the same? In short, we are Forgemasters; we still need to maintain the bearing we ought to have."

"Oh…"

"Understood, Senior Sister."

Han Shuang shrank her neck.

Right after that.

Jiang Yunshang quickly composed her expression, once again resuming that cold and indifferent look.

……

At this moment.

Mo Qianjun and Feng Cangqiong's group had also finished their casual chatting.

Mo Qianjun looked at everyone and said:

"That's enough."

"Whatever it is, we'll talk about it when we get back."

He turned around and waved his hand:

"Let's go, back to Qianjun Pavilion."

"I've already prepared the materials and the furnace."

"Alright, Lin Mo, Yan Lie, let's follow."

Feng Lao glanced at Lin Mo and Yan Lie, and said with a smile.

Afterwards.

The group marched in a grand procession into the depths of Qianduan Street.