Chapter 351: A Wife Three Years Older Brings Gold Bricks

At the edge of the Shattered Star Trial Grounds.

Wood shavings drifted down like snowflakes, scattering across the ground.

Jiang Yunshang and Han Shuang, the two top SS-rank female forgers of the Mo Qianjun Pavilion.

Both stood with their lips slightly parted at this moment, staring at that tall, straight-backed figure in the field, unable to collect themselves for a long time.

Until a breeze blew past, stirring the hems of their skirts.

Only then did Han Shuang suddenly give a violent start.

"S-Senior Sister…"

"Is this the so-called peerless genius capable of crushing an entire era that you always go on about?"

Jiang Yunshang drew a deep breath.

She gave a wry smile and shook her head.

"Crushing an era?"

"No."

"This is clearly… crushing the past several dozen generations, and even the geniuses of the next several hundred years have been crushed along with them."

Jiang Yunshang gazed at Lin Mo in the field.

She had seen countless prodigies.

Anyone who came to the Mo Qianjun Pavilion to forge top-grade equipment—wasn't every single one of them a top student from one of the major elite academies?

Wasn't every single one of them a core member of some famous great guild?

She'd seen more than enough.

The prodigies pursuing her were also more than enough.

But compared with the youth in the field—

Jiang Yunshang could only feel that those so-called geniuses she'd seen before were simply like a roadside…

"This is too absurd…"

Han Shuang murmured.

"Senior Sister, I heard you say that even President Yan couldn't chop through those wooden stakes yesterday."

"Yet Lin Mo, with just a single area-of-effect skill, managed to reach this level… slicing them down one patch after another…"

At this point.

Han Shuang suddenly turned her head, a smile curling at the corner of her lips.

"Oh, right, Senior Sister."

"I remember someone used to always swear up and down that in this life she absolutely had to find a powerhouse capable of crushing an entire era to be her boyfriend?"

Han Shuang said, winking and making faces:

"Tada."

"Isn't the man himself standing right here in front of you, alive and in the flesh?"

"So?"

"Has Senior Sister's heart fluttered yet?"

Hearing Han Shuang's teasing.

Jiang Yunshang's face flushed red all at once.

"You wretched girl!"

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

She shot Han Shuang a glare.

Though her mouth was scolding.

Her gaze, uncontrollably, drifted once more toward Lin Mo's direction.

Her eyes grew somewhat dim, tinged with a trace of self-abasement.

"Stop fooling around."

"He's a man who crushed ten thousand ages—what's crushing a single era?"

Jiang Yunshang let out a sigh.

"What am I?"

"Just a stinking blacksmith, that's all…"

"Besides…"

Jiang Yunshang bit her crimson lip, her voice growing faint.

"He's only just turned eighteen."

"M-me… I'm already twenty-five!"

Watching her senior sister's clearly flustered state.

Han Shuang dismissively curled her lip.

"Pfft!"

"So what if she's older?"

"As the saying goes, when the wife is three years older, you get to hold a gold brick."

"Senior Sister, you could just hold two gold bricks plus a little gold bar—how auspicious is that!"

Han Shuang retorted with full conviction:

"Besides."

"We're SS-rank forgers of the Mo Qianjun Pavilion!"

"Once we're out there, which guild's boss wouldn't have to be polite to us?"

"Why wouldn't we be a match?"

"These days, young boys might just like the mature, steady, well-bred older-sister type like you, Senior Sister!"

The more Han Shuang spoke, the more excited she got.

"Senior Sister, if you don't dare go, how about I go ask for his WeChat later?"

"You little wretch!"

"Just shut your mouth for me!"

Jiang Yunshang quickly reached out and covered Han Shuang's mouth, afraid the Master and Feng Lao up ahead would hear.

Han Shuang let out two muffled whimpers before finally settling down.

Jiang Yunshang let go.

Her gaze fell once more on Lin Mo's tall, slender figure.

A ray of sunlight fell across the young man's profile.

Her eyes grew hazy.

Her heartbeat skipped half a beat at that moment.

……

At this moment.

Beside those broken wooden stakes.

Xiao Li stared fixedly at the smooth cut on the wooden stake.

"This……"

"How is it possible?"

Xiao Li's voice was full of disbelief.

"This really is just a high-tier wind skill he only comprehended last night?"

Lu Mingzhang gave a bitter smile.

"Senior Brother."

"Otherwise, how could he have been received in person by the Five Elders, and granted the title of Nation-Stabilizing Dragon Envoy?"

"Otherwise, how could he be the future stabilizing pillar of our Dragon Nation?"

"This is fate."

"Talents we can't comprehend are as simple as eating and drinking to him."

Just then.

Yan Lie also swaggered into the grounds.

Walking toward Lin Mo, he glanced in the direction of Xiao Li and Lu Mingzhang and called out loudly:

"How about it, you two Grandmasters?"

"Does our President Lin's scraping therapy skill meet the discerning eyes of you two Grandmasters?"

Yan Lie nudged the broken wood scattered on the ground with the tip of his foot.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"Just now, who was it that said Lin Mo's skill couldn't even scratch a single layer off the wooden stake?"

Yan Lie let out a cold laugh.

"And now?"

"The wooden stake is broken."

"Does your face hurt, you two Grandmasters?"

Being mocked so mercilessly to his face by Yan Lie.

Xiao Li and Lu Mingzhang's faces instantly flushed bright red.

They stood up and turned their heads.

Xiao Li braced himself, gave a light chuckle, and tried to find a way down for himself.

"President Yan, your words are too harsh."

"We have never questioned President Lin's strength."

Xiao Li said earnestly, trying to make up for it:

"President Lin's Sky-Splitting Storm is indeed astonishingly powerful; we've been truly enlightened."

"But……"

Xiao Li shifted his tone.

"The core of our discussion just now was the direction of improvement."

"Feng Lao's signature high-tier skill, 'Sky-Splitting Wind Blade,' is the universally acknowledged pinnacle of single-target power among wind-type high-tier skills."

"If President Lin can steer the direction of improvement toward Feng Lao's pinnacle single-target style,"

Xiao Li said with absolute certainty:

"the power might be ten times stronger than it is now!"

His words fell.

Yan Lie was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing:

"Hahahaha!"

"What's the rush?"

"Our President Lin comprehends a high-tier skill a day."

"Isn't it just one ultimate single-target Wind-element high-tier skill? I'll have it tomorrow, just wait."

"Do you even understand the weight of being a Five-Element Archmage?"

Yan Lie's words fell.

Xiao Li and Lu Mingzhang both froze.

One high-tier skill a day?

Is that real?

No way?

But then the two thought again.

It actually seems true.

How long has it been since Lin Mo changed classes?

He is already a Five-Element Archmage, and he has quite a few high-tier skills on hand.

Looking at it this way.

Lin Mo probably has more than one high-tier skill for each elemental system, at least two or three for every element...

It's terrifying...