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What the Hell?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2356940,4610,"Chapter 330","just-became-a-mage-and-my-skills-got-self-aware--chapter-330",330,"\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep in Qian Duan Street, beside Qian Jun Pavilion, at an open-air tea stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two men sat there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, both men’s expressions were clearly displeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them, a burly man with a full beard, slammed his palm hard onto the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man shouted angrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is fucking ridiculous! I’m so goddamn frustrated!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough, Lao Zhao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man beside him soothed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop yelling—what good does it do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Zhu Xing Town, Master Mo’s territory. Even if you smash the table, they won’t care.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Zhao Meng didn’t calm down—he grew even angrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How can I not yell?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fumed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In a few days, it’s our squad’s turn to clear the 80-level raid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look—you and everyone else in our team are already carrying forged weapons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only mine is still some drop from a dungeon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng grew more furious as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For this forged weapon,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve drained every last bit of my savings, gathered materials for months—and still, I haven’t even laid eyes on Master Mo!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How can I not be furious?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhao Meng spoke, his eyes turned red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lao Li, I’m not some ignorant fool—I know Master Mo’s status. I don’t deserve his personal forging, that’s fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But damn it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even his five apprentices won’t even show their faces!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They say they’ve got some huge order to handle and can’t bother with us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng trembled with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A huge order?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How huge could it be?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Am I short on money? I offered double the price—and still, they said they’re too busy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think this whole crew looks down on our guild—this is deliberate. They’re out to screw us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Zhao Meng fly into a rage,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang could only offer a helpless smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lao Zhao,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forgers have their pride too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides, if they say they’ve got a big order, they must really have one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look down on our guild? Why would they? We haven’t provoked them—who turns away money?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing his companion’s words, Zhao Meng snorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m just pissed—I’ve never been treated like this before! It’s so goddamn humiliating!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Li Qiang was about to speak again,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Yanjiao  caught a large group heading toward Molao ’s Qian Jun Pavilion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang turned to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lao Zhao…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang frowned and nudged Zhao Meng with his elbow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look over there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng, distracted and irritable, glared in the direction Li Qiang pointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instantly recognized the man leading the group: Mo Qianjun, Master Mo himself—the elusive master!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surrounding him were precisely the five apprentices who had refused them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were laughing and chatting as they surrounded three figures entering Qian Jun Pavilion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the fuck?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng shot up from his chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s Master Mo, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t imagine that, did I?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the ones beside him—his five apprentices?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng turned to his companion Li Qiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang paused, then nodded:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng frowned, staring fixedly at Qian Jun Pavilion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are the three in the middle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who could make Master Mo and all five apprentices circle them like that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Couldn’t tell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too far away, and Master Mo’s group surrounded them too tightly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng clenched his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who the hell cares who they are!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if they’re Master Mo’s client, what’s it got to do with his five apprentices?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are they seriously going to have Master Mo and all five apprentices team up to forge a weapon for him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng grew angrier as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I bet they’re just fucking with us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Said they had a big order? What a load of bullshit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They just made up an excuse to get rid of us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lao Zhao…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng had already stood up and marched toward Qian Jun Pavilion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His posture\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly meant to demand an explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang’s eyes widened—he leapt up to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lao Zhao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng was broad-shouldered and immensely strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once his temper flared, Li Qiang couldn’t hold him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a single wave of his hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang’s grip was flung off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood there, watching Zhao Meng’s massive back recede, his head throbbing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here we go again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This idiot!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang cursed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His companion was unquestionably a reliable teammate in combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his temper? It was worse than a damn powder keg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light a match and it explodes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once it blows, all that’s left in his mind is the word “fuck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang had lost count of how many troubles this guy had caused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last month, he cursed out the vice-chairman of another guild at the dungeon entrance and nearly came to blows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The month before that, he kicked down the door of a private booth at the auction house because someone bid up a piece of gear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang sighed and hurried after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Zhao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Calm down!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Qianjun Pavilion! It’s Mo Lao’s territory!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhao Meng paid no attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Calm down?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How the hell am I supposed to calm down?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng marched forward without looking back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait for me, Old Li.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today, I’m going to find out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of massive order could make Mo Lao’s five disciples all show up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng had reached the front gate of Qianjun Pavilion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy blue stone door stood tightly shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two guards stood before it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in uniform dark gray uniforms, their chests embroidered with a silver hammer emblem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the emblem of the Dragon Nation Forge Association.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Open the door!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng stood before the gate and spoke coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the guards extended a hand without expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Qianjun Pavilion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Closed today. No one is permitted entry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng cut him off, voice rising:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just want to ask one thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are the three inside?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why is their order an order, but mine isn’t?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng grew more agitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not short on money! I’ve got all the materials ready! Why can’t I even get a face-to-face?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I accept I can’t meet Mo Lao—but I can’t even meet his disciples? Is this how you treat people?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard stared at Zhao Meng, expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qianjun Pavilion today is handling…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Handling what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Say it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who the hell in the Dragon Nation has the qualification to make Master Mo and his five disciples work together to forge a weapon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t even need Mo Lao himself—I just want one of his disciples to take my order!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang arrived beside him, grabbing his arm and whispering urgently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough, Old Zhao, don’t humiliate yourself…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he bowed apologetically to the guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, my brother’s drunk—we’re leaving now…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leave?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Li, let go of me. If I don’t get an answer today, I’ll die right here at Qianjun Pavilion’s gate…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng shouted—before he’d even finished speaking,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a creaking sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue stone door opened from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures stepped out, looking down at Zhao Meng and Li Qiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing them,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng and Li Qiang froze in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They recognized Mo Lao, of course—and the old man beside him, they recognized too!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Feng Cangqiong, one of the Five Elders who stood atop the Dragon Nation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Cangqiong spoke lightly, glancing at the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of authority pressed down upon them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng and Li Qiang both felt the suffocating pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang recovered first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately clasped his fists and bowed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Feng, sorry for the disturbance. My brother’s drunk—we’re leaving now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he pulled Zhao Meng’s arm with all his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get the hell out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Meng stood firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gritted his teeth and forced himself to speak:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Feng, I only want a weapon forged, but Mo Lao and his five disciples have shut their doors to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You surely don’t lack good weapons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just want to know—who has the qualification to make Master Mo and his five disciples work together to forge a weapon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Zhao Meng finished speaking,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qiang’s vision went black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine, if you questioned Mo Lao alone, I’d understand—but you’re daring to question Elder Feng, one of the Five Elders, right here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We won’t make it out of Zhuxing Town tonight…\u003C\u002Fp>",1412,"2026-06-21T04:41:50.524Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","51a49ef3da39cd7c133e7f6081dfb8151a7327bcbc788d7bc2cb375e930e0c62","just-became-a-mage-and-my-skills-got-self-aware--chapter-331","just-became-a-mage-and-my-skills-got-self-aware--chapter-329",374,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjust-became-a-mage-and-my-skills-got-self-aware--cover.jpg"]