Chapter 249: Cold Jade Mystic Hand
Chapter 249: Cold Jade Mystic Hand
"Stop acting pitiful, let's go."
Hou Wanshan gathered his thoughts and urged once more.
Lin Jingyi stood listlessly on the cloud, taking the fine steel hammer from his daughter-in-law and holding it at an angle.
After staying in the peaceful Li Prefecture for so long, he had almost forgotten when he last took action.
Oh well, fate has its twists and turns.
He sighed, preparing to take off into the sky.
A crimson figure suddenly caught everyone's attention.
The crimson cloud seemed to flow from a distance, swiftly approaching and then hovering above the Artifact Sect's mountain peak.
Daring to ride a demonic cloud so conspicuously within the Great Tian's territory, Lady Lin had only seen one person do this before.
She stared in surprise and exclaimed, "No need to go! The Patrol Commander has returned!"
"Huh."
Without needing her reminder, Lin Jingyi had already tossed the hammer in his hand and clumsily jumped down from the cloud, then wiped the sweat from his forehead with relief.
Thank goodness.
That damned fox, it's a relief it didn't cause irreversible damage.
Even in its decline, the Great Tian still had the backing of a Spirit Transformation Realm expert.
A dying camel is bigger than a horse, and it's better to resolve conflicts than to create them.
"Consider yourself lucky."
Hou Wanshan glanced at the old man and then looked towards the crimson cloud. He stood with his hands behind his back, forcing a smile.
Although the Commander-in-Chief was under the command of the Patrol Commander, Hou Wanshan's contributions to the prosperity of Li Prefecture were undeniable. He deserved some respect, even when facing a newly appointed Patrol Commander.
However, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the crimson cloud did not descend into their midst.
It hovered for a moment.
Shen Yi's figure landed at the edge of the mountain's depression, gazing down with interest.
"..."
Seeing this, Lin Jingyi suddenly felt something was amiss.
But he quickly took a few steps forward to greet him, "Lord Shen, are you alright?"
As he spoke, he glanced up at the sky a few times.
They left as a group of three, why did only one return?
"I'm fine."
Shen Yi nodded, his gaze still fixed on the dense white mist within the depression.
This mist was not caused by fire but resembled a cold fog.
He asked curiously, "What is this?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Jingyi's expression became even more peculiar.
Throughout the Great Tian Dynasty, anyone with a bit of knowledge knew that the Artifact Sect possessed an ultimate treasure item passed down through generations.
The Patrol Commander's question was clearly rhetorical...
Lin Jingyi paused for a moment before honestly replying, "Reporting to Lord Shen, beneath us lies the Artifact Sect's most precious treasure, the Cold Jade Mystic Hand."
Although he was a blacksmith, when it came to his sect's treasure, his mind became alert.
He quickly added, "This is the only ultimate treasure item in the Great Tian Dynasty. The Martial Temple elders instructed us to take good care of it and strive to refine it into a true artifact, which could then be sent to the Martial Temple as a valuable aid."
"Hmm."
Shen Yi nodded, glancing sideways and thoughtfully saying, "You invited the Azure Hill Fox Demon for this?"
The young man's expression and voice were perfectly normal.
Lin Jingyi vigorously scratched the back of his head, looking at his daughter-in-law and Hou Wanshan for help, "... "
The woman coughed twice and turned her face away.
At this moment, Hou Wanshan summoned his Shadow Soul, invisible to others, and assumed a nonchalant attitude.
"Sigh."
Lin Jingyi sighed again, deciding to cut to the chase, "Lord Shen, we did invite the Azure Hill Fox Demon, but whatever mischief it plans has nothing to do with this treasure... If you wish to take the treasure for inspection, I wouldn't dare stop you, but I feel it's a pity..."
Take it for inspection?
Shen Yi raised an eyebrow, genuinely intrigued by the items within. However, his thoughts had been preoccupied with the demon's lifespan earlier, and only now did he have the leisure to inquire.
If the fox demon truly possessed the skill to refine treasures, he could learn from it later.
"The Great Qian Sect primarily cultivates the Yin Spirit, so they don't place much emphasis on artifact crafting."
Lin Jingyi sighed helplessly, "A single Ultimate Treasure Item can bring fame to the Armament Sect throughout the Nine Provinces. But if we could create a genuine artifact, the Armament Sect's reputation would spread beyond the Great Qian Sect... Please wait a little longer. I guarantee that, when the time comes, I'll personally deliver it to the Martial Temple."
"What else is needed?" Shen Yi asked casually. If it wasn't too troublesome, he could ask the Armament Sect to inquire with the fox demon later.
"I've almost finalized the method to promote the treasure with Hu Zhenren. Now, we only lack an extreme cold object as the catalyst. Hu Zhenren said he'd find a way." As Lin Jingyi spoke, he suddenly paused, a question forming on his lips, "Where's Hu Zhenren?"
"I sent him off."
Shen Yi briefly skimmed over the topic.
After witnessing the overwhelming advantage of the Soul Transformation Realm over ordinary warriors and demons, he had developed a newfound wariness towards the truly powerful factions.
Currently, his Golden Body was not yet fully formed, making this the most vulnerable time for him.
It was always better to maintain a low profile.
To put it bluntly, regardless of his strength, with just one Dharmic Body and two pairs of hands, how could he possibly defend the Nine Provinces alone?
Having received so many favors from the Martial Temple, he shouldn't cause them any more trouble.
"An extreme cold object?"
Shen Yi reached for his waist, grasping the white dragon's demon core, but after a moment's thought, he put it back and instead took out a pair of enormous dragon horns, placing them on the ground.
"Does this count?"
The dragon horns were a translucent, milky white, and even a light touch conveyed a chilling sensation, as if cold air were seeping into one's skin.
"What is this?!"
Lin Jingyi might not be good at many things, but having worked with iron his entire life, his eye for treasures was exceptionally sharp.
He sniffed it with his nose, instantly recognizing its quality, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "The horns of an Apex Demon King! Where did you get these, Lord Shen?"
"Someone gave them to me earlier." Shen Yi looked back at the depression, "Can they be used?"
"Of course."
Lin Jingyi's face tightened as he secretly glanced at the bloodstains on the base of the horns, which were still fresh.
If he wasn't mistaken, they had been severed less than two hours ago.
Did Hu Zhenren leave the Great Qian Sect with the Patrol Commander and slay an Apex Demon King?
No, that couldn't be right.
If that were the case, Hu Zhenren would have definitely returned together.
That old fox wouldn't let such a treasure fall into someone else's hands.
So...
Lin Jingyi swallowed hard, his body trembling involuntarily.
Either Hu Zhenren had invited a group of demons to ambush Lord Shen, or they had a falling out over the treasure. Regardless... the only one likely to have survived was the young man before him.
Looking at his calm demeanor, it was as if nothing had happened.
This was what a ruthless person was. This was what a ruthless person truly looked like.
How could a mere blacksmith possibly bear the consequences?
The old man's voice trembled, "I, I... I'll start the final step immediately. At most, it'll take a month, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied, Lord Shen."
Lin Jingyi's unusual behavior caught the attention of others.
Hou Wanshan turned to look at the two of them again, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
(End of Chapter)
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