Chapter 44 Seeing Hope

Chapter 44 Seeing Hope
"I??"

"Yes, I would like to ask you to help take care of my nephew."

"No need to do anything deliberate, just take him to practice, just like you took the disciple of the Golden Armored Thunder Ox Clan."

"I will use my authority in the sect to assign you this task."

"One year, five thousand spirit coins."

A kind smile appeared on Manager Bai's beautiful face.

Ever since the adult from the Human Emperor Avenue Palace came to look for Xu Chen, she had noticed Xu Chen.

After some investigation, he found that Xu Chen was particularly suitable for practicing with his timid and cowardly nephew. The most important thing was that he would not learn bad things from Xu Chen.

"This..." Xu Chen was a little hesitant.

"Don't force it." said Butler Bai.

"Then, Manager Bai doesn't need to assign me any tasks. Your nephew can just live nearby."

“There’s no problem practicing together if we get along well.” Xu Chen said after thinking for a while.

"That's fine, I owe you a favor."

Manager Bai gave Xu Chen a meaningful look.

After Xu Chen sent Manager Bai away, he began to practice with Niu Dali.

In the evening, a man and a cow competed with each other.

Niu Dali now has the strength of both a dragon and a tiger, and Xu Chen dare not underestimate any of his moves.

"boom!"

After Xu Chen blocked Niu Dali's punch, he flew backwards more than ten feet before he was able to release the force.

"No more fighting~"

"Senior Brother Niu's moves are now fierce and the golden armor is heavy, so it is impossible to break the defense." Xu Chen said while rubbing his hands.

"Junior Brother Xu, how about I reduce my strength a bit?" Niu Dali scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"That's pointless."

"I'll spar with Senior Brother Niu after I become stronger." Xu Chen said with a sigh.

Although I couldn’t break the defense before, at least I could still hurt.

Now his strength was simply unable to penetrate Niu Dali's golden armor.

"Okay, then we can only practice together from now on." Niu Dali said a little disappointed.

After the competition, Xu Chen went home and asked his chef Jiuhou to prepare some food and send it to his home.

Xu Chen was eating alone in the courtyard, wondering if there was a better way to deal with his clone.

"His strength is too weak. In a few years, Senior Brother Niu may be promoted to the Treasure Body Realm and go to other areas to build cave dwellings." Xu Chen sighed.

In Daxi Sect, people live in different places and the density of spiritual energy varies according to their strength.

At night, in the Holy White Space, Xu Chen was concentrating on forging a hundred-forged sword.

After three months of non-stop forging, the quality of the Hundred Forged Sword has reached a maximum of 89. As long as it can be improved a little more, it will be qualified.

So Xu Chen was particularly careful when forging this time, and every hammer was carefully considered.

As the last hammer fell, the Hundred Forging Sword was completed, and the number 90 appeared on it.

Xu Chen's soul was instantly dragged into an abyss, the heaven and earth turned upside down, and the world was reshaped.

At the edge of a lava river deep underground, hundreds of shirtless, muscular men were forging weapons.

Xu Chen became one of them.

"Keep your mind calm, your hands steady, and carefully observe the condition of the material with every hammer blow, whether it is big or small."

A middle-aged man covered in scars was patrolling the underground lava river with a wooden stick in his hand. If he saw someone swinging a hammer with the wrong force, he would hit him with the stick and then give some instructions.

Xu Chen looked at the knife blank in his hand and continued forging.

As a result, after just a few strikes, I felt a heavy hit on the arm with a stick.

"What the hell are you hitting? It's a white steel sword made of forged steel. You used such heavy force from the beginning."

"Did I teach you in vain?"

"I've told you so many times! Observe the material of the embryo and control the firing temperature."

"Use the white steel knife lightly at first and then heavy." "Get out if you waste materials again." The middle-aged man glared at Xu Chen.

Xu Chen was about to resist, but he found that his body was shaking.

"Master, I don't dare anymore. Give me another chance."

Then Xu Chen felt the life of a blacksmith from a third-party perspective.

In this way, I would get weapons during the day and practice hammering in the dormitory at night.

It was not until two months later that the big man in Xu Chen's perspective forged a hundred-forged sword that satisfied his master.

"Not bad. You have some understanding. This knife is qualified." The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, this world shattered and Xu Chen's soul returned.

Countless blacksmithing insights emerged in my mind.

At this moment, Xu Chen felt that he was no less capable than those old blacksmiths who had been working on iron for decades.

What's even more amazing is that when he was forging iron in that world, he also learned to forge weapons of the Thousand Forging Level through this special perspective.

"so amazing."

Xu Chen, who was originally planning to continue making medicine, left the Holy White Space and came directly to the forging room.

Throw five spirit coins into the furnace to ignite the spirit fire, and then put 10 steel billets into it.

"If I can forge the Thousand Forged Sword this time, I might be able to defeat the clone."

Thinking of this, Xu Chen's eyes became hot.

It took Xu Chen three hours to forge ten steel billets into a Thousand Forged Sword.

“I didn’t expect to be able to create it successfully in one go, not bad!”

After putting away his weapons, Xu Chen couldn't wait to enter the Holy White Space.

After entering the wooden door of the forging, a voice sounded.

"Please get a Thousand Forged Sword with a quality of 90 or above."

Xu Chen skillfully selected the materials, ignited the spiritual fire, and began to forge the Thousand Forged Sword.

Three hours later, a quality 78 Thousand Forged Sword appeared in Xu Chen's hand.

"It's stable." Xu Chen looked up at the sky and a huge thunder struck down.

After three huge thunders, Xu Chen's incarnation condensed for a moment, and he excitedly began to enter the wooden door of the pharmacy to get things.

"Seven Wounds Ointment, Burning Blood Pills, Corrupted Blood Juice."

He opened the wooden door of the forging room and took out the Thousand Forged Sword.

Standing in front of the wooden door of the Holy Ape Six Styles, Xu Chen's heartbeat accelerated unusually.

He thought of the scene when he first practiced the Six Styles of the Holy Monkey. At that time, his father stood beside him with a serious expression and a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"The Six Styles of the Holy Ape is the most evenly balanced Qi and blood foundation-building method of the human race, and it is also the easiest to practice among all foundation-building methods."

"Dad originally prepared for you the Nine and Twelve Styles of the Holy Ape, but now it seems that they are no longer useful."

Xu Chen still remembers his father's disappointed expression at that time.

"Why are you still lost in memories?" Xu Chen said as he pushed open the Holy Ape Six-Style Wooden Door.

As soon as he entered, Xu Chen put all the Seven Injury Ointment and Blood Burning Pills into his mouth.

Then he smeared the rotten blood on the blade of the Thousand Forged Sword.

"There will be more variety this time." The clone looked expectant.

Xu Chen said nothing and swung his sword at his clone.

Just like usual, this time the clone is still planning to hit the surface a few times to break it?
But Xu Chen never gave him a chance, instead he used his sword to almost chop the clone.

"Xiao Pa Cai, you finally have a brain."

The clone took a step back and couldn't help but praise.

"Hope your brains are in you too."

This time, Xu Chen displayed all of the fierce moves of the Zhanhuang Sword Technique, but it would not be able to do anything to the clone for a while.

After thirty moves, the clone finally found an opportunity and slapped the blade with one palm.

(End of this chapter)