Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, the Fangtian Halberd, Empowers Me with Filial Piety

Chapter 96 Sister Xinglan, please don't make those phone calls secretly in the middle of the night...

"Why don't you just rob it? Is Heavenly Forging something so easily obtained?"

Zhenhua rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Unlike Soul Forging, Heaven Forging requires seizing the power of heaven and earth. Each forging requires a large amount of his essence, energy, and spirit, and the success rate is not high.

Even for a master craftsman like him, Heavenly Forging was extremely precious.

"At most one piece of Soul Forging Metal! If you don't want to do it, fine, I'll find someone else."

Zhenhua bargained, saying that he sought out Mu Ye simply to save himself some trouble.

Although the two often bickered, he still had great faith in Makino's expertise in mecha.

He operates on the principle of "getting paid to do things" when he travels in mainland China!
With a legendary mecha designer like Makino involved, not only is the design guaranteed, but after-sales service will also be much less troublesome.

"make a deal!"

Makino nodded readily.

He'd rather earn whatever he could. The reason he stayed with Zhenhua was simply because they were poor!
The Body Sect is no longer what it used to be. The sect's resources are scarce, and his meager savings are barely enough to train his disciples, let alone support his research on mecha.

"Release your martial spirit and spirit rings."

Makino walked up to Jiang Yi and said in a calm tone.

Jiang Yi did as instructed, and the Fangtian Halberd shot out, instantly filling the room with a bloodthirsty aura.

Immediately afterwards, six spirit rings—black, black, black, black, orange, and orange—rose from beneath his feet. The incredible configuration made Mu Ye's eyes widen instantly.

"An orange-colored spirit?"

Zhenhua, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but stand up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Only now did he truly understand why Zang Xin valued Jiang Yi so much. If Jiang Yi were someone from his Blacksmith Association, Zhen Hua would treat him like royalty.

A glint flashed in Mu Ye's eyes, and he swiftly reached out with both hands to grab Jiang Yi's wrists.

A surge of powerful qi and blood flowed forth, and his fingertips lightly tapped along Jiang Yi's arm, injecting strands of unique qi and blood into his body for careful examination.

"really!"

A moment later, Mu Ye stopped and looked at Jiang Yi with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Although the spirit rings granted by the spirit are slightly weaker than the original spirit rings obtained from hunting spirit beasts, they can still support orange spirits, so the physical strength of the body is definitely not low.

And this kid's physical body, just in terms of the scale of his blood and qi, is actually no weaker than that of a titled Douluo!

"Your name is Jiang Yi, right?"

Makino looked intently at Jiang Yi, his tone tinged with excitement.

Have you ever heard of the Body Sect?

Many people mistakenly believe that the Body Sect's innate secret techniques are only suitable for Body Martial Souls, but this is not the case. The most important thing is actually bloodline.

This innate secret technique targets powerful Qi and blood; only when Qi and blood are strong enough can one cultivate this secret technique to a high level.

Unexpectedly, he encountered such a fine piece of jade here at Zhenhua today.

"Noumenon Sect?"

Jiang Yi pondered for a moment, cleared his throat, and then responded.

"I've heard a little about it. It's said that ten thousand years ago, the Body Sect was also a top power on the continent, on par with Shrek Academy."

Upon hearing this, a complex mix of emotions and shame flashed across Makino's eyes.

Once upon a time, the Body Sect also produced a Limit Douluo who touched the realm of demigod.

But now... even he himself has failed to break through to Super Douluo, which is truly a disgrace to his sect's predecessors.

“Our Tang Sect’s Spirit Ice Douluo also studied the Body Sect’s innate secret techniques, which enabled him to reach the pinnacle of the continent and ascend to godhood.”

Jiang Yi observed Mu Ye's expression and continued speaking slowly.

"However, in recent years, the Body Sect has disappeared without a trace, seemingly having gone into seclusion..."

As the current sect leader of the Body Sect, Mu Ye felt deeply helpless and remorseful about the sect's decline.

Hearing that Jiang Yi not only knew the sect's history but also spoke with respect, he felt somewhat relieved. "The Tang Sect?"

Mu Ye looked at Jiang Yi, his heart suddenly stirred, then glanced at the two orange spirit rings before calming down from his excitement.
Yes, how could an ordinary force easily produce a resource like an orange-level spirit ring?

"Old Mu, don't even think about it!"

Standing nearby, Zhenhua immediately saw through Muye's thoughts and spoke up to remind him.

“Jiang Yi is the disciple of the Amorous Douluo. He personally delivered him over just now and entrusted me to customize a set of battle armor for Jiang Yi.”

The Tang Sect is far superior to the Body Sect, both in terms of strength and resources.

"Hmph! I merely wished to offer him some guidance. Do you really think just anyone can enter my Body Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Ye gave Zhen Hua a cold snort.

Thinking of his ancestors' glory, he unconsciously straightened his back—no matter how poor he was, he could not lose the integrity of his sect!

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Zhenhua rolled his eyes and said dismissively.

I don't know who it is, but they work for him because of Tianduan Metal. He doesn't charge cheap prices for Tianduan Metal.

Even with the wealth of a Super Douluo, it would be difficult to assemble a four-word battle armor, let alone Mu Ye.

But when the Tang Clan makes a move, it's ten times the price. Whose life is this? Zhenhua doesn't want to say more.

"You'll have to cook dinner for yourself tonight!"

Mu Ye looked at Zhen Hua and coldly uttered a sentence.

Then, he looked at Jiang Yi with a hint of regret in his eyes.

"You must be a power-attack type Soul Master, right? In a few days, I'll bring you the preliminary design of the Battle Armor for you to review."

After saying that, he left without looking back, and his back view seemed rather desolate.

What a great regret it is to meet the person you want most at the most helpless age of your life, only to have to let them pass you by!

"Never mind him! He's the sect leader of the Body Sect. That old guy's just like that, clinging to outdated ideas from ten thousand years ago..."

Zhenhua smiled and patted Jiang Yi on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to take it to heart.

"It's alright. Actually, I've always held the Body Sect in high esteem."

Jiang Yi nodded with a smile, gazing in the direction where Mu Ye had disappeared, a subtle, profound look flashing in his eyes.

Mu Ye's reaction was exactly what he expected. In the original story, Tang Wuling was unaware of the Body Sect, which made Mu Ye unhappy.

But having something to ask for means there's an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"I've already arranged a room for you. You'll stay at the association for now. The conditions are basic, so please bear with it."

Zhenhua continued, and then instructed someone to lead Jiang Yi to his residence.

……

As night fell, the Blacksmiths' Guild was quiet.

The bright moonlight poured down like mercury, casting a soft glow on the wooden floor through the window lattice.

After taking a shower, Jiang Yi, wrapped in a bath towel, leaned lazily against the headboard.

"It's been a long time since I listened to a bedtime story."

Jiang Yi glanced at the calendar on the wall; before he knew it, it was already the beginning of the month again.

He picked up the soul-guided communicator from the bedside table and skillfully dialed a number.

The communication was established almost instantly.

However, what came through the receiver was a voice that was furious and even a little humiliated.

"Hey! Why are you calling again? I've already said, even if I die at the gates of Shrek City, even if I jump off this cliff, I won't scream again! Don't even think about it!"

(End of this chapter)