socalfunplaces Chapter 299 The seed of life is about to take root and sprout; could the Body Sect have a method of
Chapter 299 The seed of life is about to take root and sprout; could the Body Sect have a method of
Chapter 299 The seed of life is about to take root and sprout; could the Body Sect have a method of mind control?
As a complete novice in this field, Ya Li was completely led by the nose by Huo Yuhao, who was a veteran of many battles.
She never imagined that the other person, who looked so well-behaved and cute, was actually quite different.
But when it comes to this kind of thing, he's like a wolf in sheep's clothing.
I just want to devour this naive little lamb of hers completely.
The bad stuff that was expelled from Huo Yuhao's body, after being swallowed, not only did not cause him any discomfort, but was as sweet as nectar.
Even now, her body still feels warm.
The life seed within her body seemed to receive tremendous nourishment, becoming extremely active, and she even felt that it would take root and sprout at any moment.
Zhenhua didn't listen to Yali's explanation; the moment he pushed the door open, his attention was completely drawn to Huo Yuhao.
Ignoring Mu Ye beside him, he quickly walked up to Huo Yuhao, unable to suppress the genuine smile on his lips.
"A prodigy! He's a true gem bestowed upon the Blacksmiths' Association by the heavens."
Zhenhua's voice trembled slightly with excessive excitement.
"I dare say that in this world, there is no Soul Master more suited to become a Divine Craftsman than you!"
Zhenhua's gaze was intense as he looked at Huo Yuhao as if he were admiring a rare treasure.
As for Ya Li, the Holy Spirit Douluo, who is hailed as the most beautiful woman in the Douluo Continent, she held no appeal for him at this moment.
Yali was somewhat surprised; she never expected that this unique master craftsman of the world would lose his composure to such an extent.
Even though Huo Yuhao was one of only two beings to become a god ten thousand years ago, his exceptional talent goes without saying.
However, today's forging technology has developed far more advanced than it did ten thousand years ago.
In the entire Douluo Continent, there is only one Divine Craftsman.
It is easy to imagine that the value represented by the master craftsman is definitely not low.
But remembering Huo Yuhao's initial instructions to her, Ya Li followed Zhen Hua's lead and said, "Zhen Hua, that's why I brought Ling Bing along—"
"You should have brought him here a long time ago. Why did you have to have him secretly trained by the Federation?"
Before Ya-li could finish speaking, Zhen-hua slapped his thigh again, interrupting her excitedly, completely losing his usual demeanor as a master craftsman.
"If I had personally taught him all these years, he would probably have become a new master craftsman by now."
As he spoke, he bent down, excitedly grasped Huo Yuhao's shoulders with both hands, and said in a very fast voice, "Child, your name is Ling Bing, right? Become my disciple, and I will tell you everything I know about the Divine Craftsman's experience and secrets without reservation."
"With your talent, given time, you will surely be able to successfully forge those nine super alloys that only exist in theory, making them reach the level of true god-level metals."
"Perhaps by then, humanity will be able to reach the level of gods without possessing divine status, thanks to this newly crafted battle armor!"
In Zhenhua's eyes, he already saw the opportunity to be remembered for eternity.
If only he could successfully guide the white-haired youth in front of him to become a master craftsman, and thus forge truly divine metals.
Therefore, his significant contribution to the history of Douluo Continent will surely be recorded in the annals of history.
As someone who deals with elemental lightning year-round, Zhenhua clearly sensed Huo Yuhao's almost terrifying elemental affinity the moment he entered.
In his perception, all the elements he could perceive in the surrounding void were like joyful, frolicking children, affectionately surrounding Huo Yuhao.
With such a physique that is almost like the Dao, it is no exaggeration to say that as long as he finds the correct method of Heavenly Forging, he can become a new master craftsman anytime, anywhere.
This is why Zhenhua became so out of control as soon as he came in, even forgetting everything he had said to Muye earlier.
Huo Yuhao looked at the excited middle-aged man in front of him, remained silent for a moment, and then shook his head apologetically, saying, "I appreciate your kindness, senior. However, I have no intention of becoming your disciple. I merely wish to personally observe your process of Heaven Forging."
Just like when he refused Ye Xinglan's request to become his disciple, the master-disciple relationship was still too complicated.
Moreover, back in the Star Luo Continent, he had already directly rejected Chang Gongyan's idea of taking him as a disciple.
Even so, in that short period of half a month, Huo Yuhao received several invitations from Chang Gongyan and had the opportunity to observe his entire soul forging process on several occasions.
Relying on his tangible yet intangible spiritual power, as well as his existing knowledge of forging, he was able to quickly replicate the techniques of soul forging in a short period of time.
But for Heavenly Forging, it's a completely different story.
There has never been a master craftsman on the Star Luo Continent.
Yes, but these are merely theoretical deductions and guesses made by blacksmiths regarding the forging process.
That's why Huo Yuhao specifically asked Ya Li to bring him to see Zhenhua.
His real purpose for this trip was, of course, to be able to successfully replicate the Heavenly Forging method through this observation.
Zhenhua's smile froze instantly.
Then, a strange expression appeared on his face.
If he were to announce that he was going to take on apprentices, the blacksmiths in the Federation who held him in such high esteem would probably line up all the way from Tiandou City to Mingdu.
But this kid in front of me rejected me without even blinking?
This person is even more individualistic than I was back then.
Zhenhua slowly released his grip on Huo Yuhao's shoulder, his previously enthusiastic expression turning cold as he coldly said, "If you don't become my disciple, then I will never let you observe the Heavenly Forging process."
What a joke.
Starting with Spirit Forging, it's basically a matter of the master leading you in, but the cultivation is up to you.
Among blacksmiths, what is passed down, besides the alloy formulas left by their predecessors, is mostly forging experience passed down orally.
This is even more pronounced in the Heaven Forging stage.
Not only is it passed down through a single lineage, but almost every master craftsman's path of forging will deviate from the natural order due to their different understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.
Even Zhenhua himself learned how to do Heavenly Forging by observing his master and learning from his master's personal teachings and experience.
After that, he secluded himself for several years before finally managing to break through that barrier and enter the realm of a master craftsman.
But if this kid in front of me were to observe my Heavenly Forging...
Zhenhua had a strange premonition that even if he didn't say a word throughout the whole process, his underwear would still be seen through.
The atmosphere in the reception room suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Huo Yuhao frowned slightly.
Observing Zhenhua undergo Heavenly Forging was, for him, merely the fastest way to achieve his goal, not the only way.
Within Shrek Academy's treasury, there are still many four-character battle armors left behind by the long-deceased elders of the Sea God Pavilion.
He could use this as the basis for his research on the Tianduan technique.
However, that would undoubtedly waste a lot of extra time and energy.
Before Huo Yuhao could even speak, Ya Li, who was standing to the side, was already somewhat displeased. Her usually gentle and warm tone carried a hint of obvious displeasure.
"Zhenhua, how come this is completely different from what we agreed on at the beginning? I had no idea that you were going to take my Lingbing as your disciple."
Besides, with your status as a master craftsman, do you lack disciples who want to become your apprentices?
Seeing the atmosphere growing increasingly awkward, Mu Ye quickly stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Zhenhua, accepting disciples is such a big decision, how can it be made so casually?"
And coincidentally, I've already prepared lunch. Why don't we just eat and chat? There's no need to make the atmosphere so awkward.
Seeing that Zhenhua wanted to say something more, Muye hurriedly gave him a wink.
They were afraid that this master craftsman, who was usually the one being begged by others, might scare them away.
Led by Makino, the group of four left the reception room and took their seats in a private dining room.
The atmosphere at the dinner table gradually eased.
Everyone tacitly refrained from mentioning the matter of becoming apprentices again.
The conversation at the dinner table naturally revolved around forging, the design of mechs and battle armor, and other related topics.
Huo Yuhao answered all questions fluently, and even demonstrated the ability to apply his knowledge to other situations.
Mu Ye clapped his hands and laughed, "My dear nephew, you are truly extraordinary. Your solution has really enlightened me."
"This difficulty in mecha design has been bothering me for a long time, but I never expected that you would find a solution so easily in just a few words."
As Mu Ye spoke, he drank the bowl of clear soup in front of him in one gulp, then shook his head and sighed to Zhen Hua beside him, "Old Zhen, it's too tasteless to drink soup on such a good day."
I remember you still have a bottle of fine wine in your collection, don't you? Since we're all adults here, why don't we bring it out and have a good drink together?"
With that, he got up and left the dining table, heading straight for the kitchen.
As a longtime friend, Zhenhua naturally understood the meaning behind the look that Muye gave him before leaving.
He immediately stood up and chased after Makino, shouting, "Makino, you bastard, how did you know where I put that bottle of wine? I'm warning you, don't you dare mess up my wine cellar!"
Once inside the wine cellar beneath the kitchen, to be on the safe side, Makino used his soul power to completely isolate the entire wine cellar from external perception.
"Tell me, what's your plan?"
Zhenhua couldn't wait to ask the question.
"Let me make this clear first: I'm determined to have Ling Bing, and today I must make him my disciple!"
"Where has your usual air of authority as a master craftsman gone?"
Seeing Zhenhua's impatient appearance, Mu Ye also felt a headache coming on.
"Anyone who didn't know better would think you were practically throwing yourself at him. Is there any such thing as forced buying or selling when it comes to becoming an apprentice?"
What does "forced buying and selling" mean?
Zhenhua immediately puffed out his beard and glared, retorted, and then said with a strange expression, "But I seem to remember that in the early years, when your Body Sect saw a Soul Master with a Body Martial Soul, they would directly capture him and bring him back to the sect."
"If we lock them up for several years, won't they become one of us? Tell me honestly, is there some special method?"
Seeing Zhenhua's curious expression, Mu Ye's lips twitched involuntarily.
"Nonsense. If there really were a method that could directly control a person's mind, would our Body Sect be so poor and destitute as we are now?"
The Body Sect is now at its wit's end.
The sect, which once existed as a top power, has almost no other members besides him, the sect leader, and his eldest disciple, Aruheng.
If such a method of imprinting thoughts truly existed, he would have already arranged it for his two uncles who had left the Body Sect.
"So what exactly do you mean by bringing me here now?"
Zhenhua shrugged. "Could it be that you really came here to get some wine? If so, I might as well go out, hug that kid's leg, and cry my eyes out."
"Take me for example. If I were to forge a few more sets of four-word battle armor using the Heavenly Forging Metal needed, I'm afraid I'd lose my life. Let him understand how difficult it is for an old man like me."
Seeing Zhenhua's increasingly outlandish ideas, Mu Ye could only clear his throat helplessly and take the initiative to explain, "As the saying goes, things are easier to do over drinks. In a moment, just bring out your most treasured bottle of strong liquor."
Once Lingbing is drunk, the matter of him becoming an apprentice will naturally be easier to negotiate. Of course, this is just one aspect.
"As for the second point—"
A knowing smile appeared on Makino's face, and he said, "Is it really that important whether or not you become an apprentice?"
Everyone knows that master craftsmen have always been a single lineage, and only one master craftsman can exist in a given era. Once that kid also becomes a master craftsman, even if you don't have the title of teacher, you will still have the reality of being a teacher.
Moreover, once he becomes a master craftsman, that kid will also have to shoulder the responsibilities of a master craftsman and subsequently become the next president of the Blacksmiths' Association. Looking at it that way, is there anything wrong with that?
After listening to Mu Ye's words, Zhen Hua nodded, indicating that he had finally understood.
I realized that I had indeed been a bit blinded by my own involvement.
As for what happens next, if Lingbing gets drunk and agrees to become my disciple without thinking, then everything will be fine.
Even if that doesn't work, once I've taught him to become a master craftsman, I'll immediately announce to the public that Ling Bing is the next president of the Blacksmith Association.
Then he can simply retire and live a peaceful life, refusing to accept any applications from Tianduan.
After figuring it out, Zhenhua's smile became even brighter.
He walked straight past the fields and headed deeper into the wine cellar, muttering to himself, "I remember, the dragon's blood wine my friend gave me should be kept here—"
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