Chapter 1098: Pressing Lips with a Finger (Fourth Update!)
In the future, he would definitely have to step onto the Blade Path’s Execution Platform and endure the slashing of those two divine blades!
Whether he could withstand it, he truly had no confidence in his heart.
Qin Mu steadied his mind, and his primordial spirit stepped into the Southern Heavenly Gate of the Blade Path Heavenly Palace, passing directly through it to feel the might of the gate’s blade path.
His cultivation rose once more, his True God realm solidifying further, and countless insights into the blade path flooded into his mind.
After a long while, Qin Mu absorbed the blade path’s comprehension, opened his eyes, and said, “I’ve brought back some treasures this time. Grandpa Butcher and the others, see if any of them are useful to you.”
He waved his hand, covering the sky to form a sealed space, and took out the various ancestral court treasures he had stolen from the Zhaoyang Hall.
The others were startled, staring at the ancestral court treasures floating in the air by their own power. The Mute was especially excited, trembling as he stroked a bright pearl. The pearl hummed and vibrated, reflecting the mountains and rivers within it.
The Mute murmured, “Mu’er, did you empty the Heavenly Emperor’s treasury?”
“Mm!” Qin Mu replied cheerfully.
“Promising!”
The three old men gave him a thumbs up and praised in unison, “As expected of the Cripple’s disciple!”
“I also have some roots of the Earth Mother Primordial Lord, the roots of the Primordial Wood, which are no less extraordinary than these treasures.”
Qin Mu took out many Primordial Wood roots and said, “The Primordial Wood is also a treasure tree from the ancestral court, more than capable of being forged into an Imperial Seat divine weapon. Grandpa, take whatever you need. By the way, have you encountered the Nether Abyss Prince?”
“Nether Abyss Prince?”
The Butcher and the others thought for a moment. Qin Mu drew a portrait of the Nether Abyss Prince, and they recognized him, saying, “So he is the Nether Abyss Prince. He’s an honest, simple man. He came to the Yan Capital earlier, claiming to the Emperor that he was sent by the Northern Emperor to pledge allegiance. The Northern Emperor also sent some men and women, strange-looking people, along with over three hundred Five Thunder Pots.”
Qin Mu smiled and said, “That’s him! He’s the Northern Emperor’s son, an existence at the Imperial Seat realm. Where is he serving as an official now?”
“The Emperor tested him and found him lacking in skill. Although his cultivation realm is very high, the things he knows are outdated and too old.”
The Blind Man took a Primordial Wood root, very satisfied, and said, “So the Emperor sent him to various academies and schools to transcribe and copy various techniques and scriptures. I don’t know which academy he’s at now.”
The Nether Abyss Prince was one of the few Imperial Seat realm powerhouses from the Dragon Han era, yet in Ling Yuxiu’s eyes, he had become a talentless figure—a ridiculous situation.
But it was also understandable.
Although the Nether Abyss Prince had extremely high talent, he had been suppressed for six hundred thousand years without contact with the outside world. His divine abilities were still those from sixty thousand years ago.
Despite his high realm, being the highest in Yan, his usefulness to Yan was limited.
If the Nether Abyss Prince could absorb the fruits of Yan’s reformation, his cultivation and strength would undergo a tremendous leap, and only then could he become a pillar of Yan.
The Blind Man placed the Primordial Wood root together with the Dragon Expansion Divine Spear at his waist. The spear immediately lay prostrate on the root, absorbing the power within the Primordial Wood. The Blind Man continued, “The divine beings sent by the Northern Emperor are now under my tutelage. I’ve been training them daily, but they’re still not up to much.”
He shook his head and said, “In terms of formations, the Northern Emperor Xuanwu’s formations are far too outdated. I have to teach them from scratch, which is exhausting. So I sent them to the elementary school to study with the little children.”
Qin Mu blinked and said, “Among the Xuanwu divine race, there are many beautiful girls.”
The Blind Man, calm and composed, activated the Dragon Expansion to refine the Primordial Wood root, saying, “They’re all from the Wu clan’s Flying Serpents, not as pretty as Granny. Just common beauties.”
Qin Mu was speechless and then asked if the Western Emperor had sent any divine beings. The Mute assembled a divine axe from a box and tried to split a divine mountain, saying, “There were some women, scantily clad and overly sweet. I sent them to work in the forge.”
Qin Mu probed, “The women from the Western Paradise are so beautiful. Grandpa Mute, haven’t you thought about taking a wife or something?”
“Women are very troublesome.”
The Mute was a bit displeased and shook his head, saying, “Those White Tiger divine women, though strong and pretty, are also very troublesome. Teaching them how to forge is already a headache. Take a wife? I don’t have the time or the energy!”
Qin Mu was stunned and urged, “Grandpa Mute, you should make an effort to propagate the Heavenly Artificer divine race.”
The Mute sneered, “The Heavenly Artificer divine race is also human. Those who master the art of forging are Heavenly Artificers! You’re one too, so go have a few kids. Don’t bother me with these trivial matters!”
Yan’er said to the Dragon Qilin, “Now I know why the young master has never married.”
The Dragon Qilin nodded repeatedly, “Do you think there’s any hope for him?”
“No hope!”
“I think so too.”
The Mute was Yan’s foremost Heavenly Artificer, with extremely high standards for materials. Unlike Wei Suifeng, who would simply choose an entire ancestral court mountain, he took a piece from each treasure, planning to combine different materials to forge divine weapons.
Combining materials was his specialty. He had once visited the Shang Emperor Sword God Bai Qiu’er and obtained some classics from the Shang Emperor era.
—During the Shang Emperor era, the divine metals and ores of the Yuan Realm were controlled by the Earth Mother Primordial Lord. The Southern Shang Emperor Heavenly Court had few mineral veins, so they had exceptional skill in material proportioning.
“No matter how good the materials are, you need to understand the properties of each divine metal, even grasp their different personalities, to forge a superior divine weapon.”
The Mute mixed many divine metals and materials, glanced at Qin Mu, and said, “That broken carriage of yours, let the White Tiger Heavenly Artificers repair it. These days, you’ll follow me. I’m going to forge some treasures for the old folks of the Crippled Village, and teach you a thing or two along the way. The Blind Man will assist me, and we’ll use micro-forging to create peerless divine weapons! Your sword pellet also needs to be reforged!”
Qin Mu hesitated for a moment, then said, “Before that, I have one more thing to do. I’m afraid I won’t have the time…”
The Mute asked, “How long will it take?”
Qin Mu smiled and said, “The day after tomorrow, this matter can be settled.”
The Mute packed the materials into a box, picked it up, and left, saying, “Come to the forge when it’s done. Butcher, go notify the Village Chief and Granny to come here. We can’t forge peerless divine weapons without them present!”
The Butcher left.
Qin Mu handed the battered Heavenly Dragon Carriage to the White Tiger Heavenly Artificers in the forge. The lively women immediately became excited: “Pastoral Celestial Venerable, your carriage got broken again? We fixed it last time! Great, it broke quickly!”
Qin Mu left with a dark face and returned to the capital to see Gongsun Yan.
Gongsun Yan lived in the Lower Capital. Seeing his arrival, she was delighted and greeted him with a watering can.
Qin Mu let her water him and said, “From now on, don’t speak. No matter what happens, don’t ask, don’t say anything. Leave everything to me.”
Gongsun Yan was about to speak, but Qin Mu extended his index finger and pressed it against her small lips. Gongsun Yan blinked, said nothing, and her cheeks flushed slightly.