The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

Five years passed quickly.

Now is summer, and the yellow sand desert of the Western Heaven Region is unusually hot. The sun is blazing in the sky, and the scorching heat seems to be able to burn the air. It is even harder to find a single person on the streets that have been exposed to the sun for a long time!

However, in such a harsh environment.

The sound of hammering from the blacksmith shop was still clear and loud.

Ding, ding, ding...

Every time the hammer fell, a few orange sparks would burst out.

It was the height of summer outside the shop, and the heat was unbearable.

Although the shop was shaded by a straw roof, there was a furnace running all the time, and the heat it emitted made people sweat like buns in a steamer.

"Old Eight, do you want to try the taste of ice and fire?"

In the blacksmith shop, besides the blacksmith with his bare upper body revealing his bronze complexion, there was also a handsome man lying on a drunkard's chair, holding a bamboo slip in his hand and swaying with his legs crossed.

A jade face that completely obscured the view and revealed no part of it lay quietly on the wooden table.

At this moment, the handsome man who had not received a response from the blacksmith suddenly chuckled, reached out to take the jade mask, and put it on his face, "A guest has arrived."

clang--

The hammer struck the red-hot iron with great force.

Lao Ba grabbed the wet cloth hanging around his neck and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He casually glanced at the guest who was standing in front of the anvil where he worked as an ironworker. He was dressed in a black robe and wrapped tightly.

Then I continued to lift the iron again and again...

In this kind of weather, he is still wrapped up so tightly. It is not that he is afraid of sunburn, but rather that he has something to hide and dares not reveal his true face in broad daylight.

Seeing that he was being ignored by Old Eight, the black-robed visitor did not get angry. Instead, he spoke in a deep, pointed voice, "You are the weapon-refining genius who won the first place in the weapon-refining competition held by Bailian Pavilion three months ago and then declined the olive branch extended by Bailian Pavilion... Is that rude?"

Three months ago, a weapon refining prodigy suddenly emerged. Not only did he win first place at the weapon refiner exchange conference jointly organized by Bailian Pavilion and other cultivation sects, but after receiving the prize, he ignored the olive branch thrown by the famous five-star weapon refiner of Bailian Pavilion and left coldly.

Mu Youli was his identity when attending the meeting.

Apart from this, people know nothing about his origins.

However, there are rumors that in "Qiliku", 800 miles east of "Bai Lian Xinlu City", there is a blacksmith named "Lao Li" who is truly amazing.

Anyone who entrusts him to make tools always gives him extremely high praise.

Some people even said that the "indestructible kitchen knife" bought from Bailian Pavilion broke after only two cuts on animal bones, while the ordinary kitchen knife forged by Lao Li was broken.

Good quality and low price.

A kitchen knife can actually cut hair and chop iron like mud.

It is far sharper than those magical weapons sold under the name of weapon refiners!

Therefore, there was an endless stream of customers coming to him to forge weapons. There were dignitaries who wanted to buy in bulk and negotiate business, as well as disciples who spent huge sums of money just to find a magical weapon for their own destiny.

But...Old Li has a very strange temper.

No matter whether you are the King of Heaven or the Jade Emperor, all beings are equal in front of him.

When a mute refuses, he will wave his hands to indicate.

Although no one has ever seen Lao Li speak, the number of people who were rejected by Lao Li or who were unreasonably beaten by him is so great that you can’t count them on both hands!

Among them, a young refiner who participated in the refiner exchange conference recognized him as Old Li! He was Mu Youli, the man who had ignored the elders of Bailian Pavilion after winning the first place in the refiner competition!

It's really rude!

No manners at all...

After the words fell, the scene fell into silence for a long time. Only the sound of metal hammering, "clang clang clang...", echoed in this small shop.

"Just tell me what you want to buy."

The jade-faced man, seated within the frost formation he had set up, spoke. He put down the bamboo slips, rested his hands behind his head, and said with a hint of sleepiness, "But I must remind you: before asking someone to do something for you, you must first correct your own attitude."

"Let alone the rising stars like you who have been gaining popularity in recent years, even Shen Jin, the seven-star weapon refiner known as 'Thousands of Machines and Hundreds of Refinements', coming here..."

"Forget it. There are samples over there. You can decide what you want to buy. If you want to entrust forging, you can also tell me your requirements. As for whether to accept it or not, it depends on my mood~"

His entire face was covered by a mask, and his true appearance underneath could not be seen.

But what he said shocked the man in the black robe.

——Qianji Bailian has been here?!

"I......"

The black-robed guest hesitated for a moment, then slowly took off the hood that covered the upper half of his face, revealing a face with a scar on the left side that did not affect its overall beauty at all.

This person's voice sounded hoarse just now.

But looking at it this way, he is clearly a young talent with high spirits!

However, although it was clearly a handsome face, the young man had a strange tattoo under his right eyebrow, extending all the way to his chin...

What is this, a pursuit of "beauty" by the people of the desert?

"I would like to ask you to reforge this sword. I have prepared the materials myself."

The young man pulled out a long sword from his waist and held it horizontally in front of him. "Name your price."

"fifty thousand......"

It was still the jade-faced man who spoke, but Old Li was not moved at all.

"Fifty thousand gold treasures? That's a bit pricey, but fortunately it's within my expectations."

The young man nodded to himself, then said solemnly: "Okay, fifty thousand gold..."

"Spirit Stone."

The jade-faced man swung his legs lightly and spoke in a casual tone, as if 50,000 spirit stones were just a drop in the bucket in his eyes and not worth mentioning.

"You two, isn't that a bit unfair?"

The young man's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that this was no longer just the mouth of an ordinary lion, but the mouth of an insatiable glutton! Fifty thousand spirit stones? Even if you go to rob them, you might not be able to find them!

"Do you want love?"

The jade-faced man stood up calmly and walked outside with his hands behind his back.

"Old Eight, I have something important to attend to, so I'll be returning to the Central Plains first. I've finally found some information about the things you asked me to look up, so I've put them on the table for you. You can make your own judgment later when you have time."

Lao Ba turned his head and looked at the wooden table.

There was an extra piece of letter on it compared to the original one.

He nodded, as if he understood.

"Hey, Senior Brother Li! I'm here to see you!"

A joyful shout came from the air.

Hearing this call is not only similar to the past, but still feels familiar.

A smile gradually appeared on Lao Ba's face.

The young man frowned secretly.

Anyone would feel unhappy if they were looked down upon again and again!

He immediately raised his head and looked at the girl who suddenly landed in front of the jade-faced man with her sword, blocking his way.

"Brother Nangong, you left as soon as I arrived. Don't you like me?"