Traveling through the fairy world, I monopolize all the luck in the world!

When he arrived in Lin'an City, Lu Bei suddenly had an idea.

He thought that since the meteorite kitchen knife in his hand was made of excellent material, he might as well find a swordsmith to forge it into a long sword.

Because during his sword practice, he discovered that some of his movements would be more ingenious and more lethal if performed with a sword.

After entering Lin'an City, he had heard that a wandering swordsmith named Mo Wenming had come to the city. He lived in the north of the city and had set up a temporary blacksmith shop.

On weekdays, he would help the common people in this city to cast some iron objects, and he charged very little money.

But it is said that the iron tools cast are sharper and stronger than each other.

Therefore, Lu Bei took the meteorite kitchen knife and went to look for it.

After asking around, I came to the blacksmith shop.

Clank, clank.

A strong middle-aged man in a short shirt was swinging a big hammer in the blacksmith shop.

Bright sparks splashed on the strong man's face and arms, but he couldn't even blink.

The middle-aged man had a resolute expression on his face, his eyes fixed on the iron sword in his hand.

He felt someone was looking at him, and without even looking up, he asked, "What do you want to fight for?"

Lu Bei admired the middle-aged man's muscular body. When he heard the master's question, he quickly took out a kitchen knife and handed it to him, "Hello, Master Mo, help me make a sword."

The swordsmith named Mo Wenming took a quick glance, and when he saw the black kitchen knife in Lu Bei's hand, he let out a light exclamation and then stopped.

He took the kitchen knife, raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Bei curiously, and said lightly, "Where did you get this thing?"

Lu Bei answered in a clear voice, "A peerless sword passed down from my ancestors."

Mo Wenming chuckled and said, "Oh, you have a prominent family background."

He took another look at Lu Bei's clothes and muttered, "How come you're dressed even more shabbily than me?"

Lu Bei smiled and said, "Master, don't get me wrong. My family is so poor that this precious sword is all we have left. We don't have any family background."

Mo Wenming was clearly unconvinced and said calmly, "Originally, I wouldn't forge swords for the rich, but the materials you brought are quite rare, and you look quite pleasing to my eye, so I'll reluctantly help you forge a sword."

Lu Bei clasped his fists and said, "Thank you very much, Master Mo."

Mo Wenming smiled faintly and said, "You're welcome. There's a reward."

Lu Bei smiled and said, "How much?"

"Five thousand," Mo Wenming stretched out his big hand and announced the number.

Lu Bei was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively, "Five thousand Wen?"

Mo Wenming was stroking the black kitchen knife. When he heard Lu Bei's probing words, his face suddenly turned black. He glared at him and said angrily, "You're sending a beggar away."

"Do you know the rules I follow when forging swords for others?" Mo Wenming said with his eyes wide open.

But he was suddenly stunned, "That's right, you don't know."

He added firmly, "Your material is too good. Forging the sword requires a lot of my time and energy, so if you don't have five thousand taels, there is no room for negotiation."

Lu Bei curled his lips and said, "Is this a forged golden sword or some other sword? Why is it so expensive?"

Mo Wenming was so angry that he wanted to explode. He pointed at Lu Bei for a long time, and finally said helplessly, "Well, you kid don't know my reputation, that's all."

He said impatiently, "Tell me how much money you have. Take it all out."

Lu Bei searched his chest, took out a pile of silver coins, and counted them. "Master, I still have three taels and two cents left."

Mo Wenming's eyes widened immediately, he leaned over to look, and asked doubtfully, "Is it really gone?"

Lu Bei spread his hands honestly and patted his chest, "It's really gone."

Mo Wenming shook his head with a strange look on his face, "Huh, you really aren't from a wealthy family."

"Then how can there be such a rare material?"

Lu Bei rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, muttering in his heart, "Good fellow, you think I'm a rich kid and you want to rip me off."

Mo Wenming looked at him again.

Lu Bei smiled sincerely.

Mo Wenming waved his hand impatiently, "Leave me two taels of silver and get out of here."

Lu Bei was stunned. "What do you mean, Master?"

Mo Wenming glared, "Are you going to forge the sword or not?"

Lu Bei quickly apologized with a smile, took out two taels of silver and handed it to him, "Thank you, Master."

Mo Wenming rolled his eyes at him and said calmly, "What are your requests?"

Lu Bei thought, "It needs to be fast, strong, and heavy enough."

Mo Wenming said calmly, "Okay, got it, get out of here."

Lu Bei added, "And he has to be handsome enough."

Mo Wenming glared again.

Lu Bei smiled helplessly, "When can I come to get it?"

Mo Wenming looked at the black green kitchen knife and said, "Three days later."

Lu Bei nodded and was about to leave.

Mo Wenming asked again, "Where do you live?"

"The Jin family," Lu Bei answered honestly.

Mo Wenming's eyes widened instantly, "Hey, kid, you still dare to say that you are not from a rich family?"

Lu Bei waved his hands hurriedly, "Stay here, stay here, at a friend's house, I'll be leaving in a few days."

"That's about right," Mo Wenming nodded.

He then nonchalantly warned, "After you finish forging the sword, leave quickly if you have nothing else to do. Lin'an City has been quite uneasy lately."

Lu Bei was about to leave, but turned around curiously when he heard this.

"Master, tell me, what's wrong with this?"

Mo Wenming snorted coldly, "Are there any women traveling with you?"

Lu Bei nodded, "Yes, two."

Mo Wenming's eyes lit up instantly, and he said with a strange look on his face, "I didn't realize that you are so lucky despite your young age."

Lu Bei looked helpless.

Mo Wenming advised seriously again, "Young man, you should be restrained. I see that you are also a cultivator, so you can't squander your innate essence."

Lu Bei smiled bitterly, "Master, you are such a gossip."

"Eight what?" Mo Wenming was puzzled.

Lu Bei smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Nothing, those two are just my friends, Master, you're overthinking it."

Mo Wenming said, "Then tell your friend to leave quickly in the next few days if he has nothing to do."

"Why?" Lu Bei was puzzled.

Mo Wenming raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't I say that Lin'an City has been in turmoil recently?"

Lu Bei squatted down at the door of the blacksmith shop and looked at him curiously.

Mo Wenming snorted helplessly, "Okay, then I'll tell you."

"Recently, many women and children have gone missing in Lin'an City. I suspect someone in the city is practicing evil skills," Mo Wenming whispered.

Lu Bei asked in surprise, "Really? Why did I feel that the atmosphere in the city was quite lively and peaceful when I first entered it?"

Mo Wenming said calmly, "That's because the families of the missing women and children received a large amount of compensation from the government to prevent them from causing trouble."

Lu Bei was surprised, "The government is so kind?"

Mo Wenming asked curiously, "Then who knows?"

"Anyway, it's said that in Lin'an City, women and children have been disappearing frequently for a few days every month for the past few years. Especially in the past year, the frequency has been increasing."

Lu Bei asked in confusion, "Didn't you just arrive here? How do you know so much?"

Mo Wenming said calmly, "It's true that I just arrived not long ago. I only learned about this after visiting the victim's family."

Lu Bei smiled curiously and said, "Why would a blacksmith like you want to know so much?"

Mo Wenming whispered mysteriously, "Boy, I told you I'm a formidable expert with a strong sense of justice. Do you believe me?"

Lu Bei looked him up and down and muttered, "I don't see any sense of justice in him, but I know he likes to kill the rich. As for whether he is an expert, to be honest, he doesn't look like one."

Mo Wenming glared and said, "Hey, you have no sense."

Lu Bei thought of the young swordsman and said proudly, "I have seen a real master."

"That's what it means when sword energy spans thirty thousand miles and the light of a sword chills nineteen states!"

Mo Wenming scoffed lightly, "Stop bragging! People like that should have been unable to walk the earth long ago."

Lu Bei was indeed exaggerating, but he found that this person actually knew so much, and even knew the secret that masters of that level could not appear in the world. He thought that he must be a senior on the road of cultivation.

So he smiled and clasped his fists and said, "It seems that you are really an expert. Let me see your heroic form someday."

Mo Wenming pretended to be profound and said with a smile, "Boy, you'd better pray that you don't see my skills, because when I draw my sword, people will definitely die."

Lu Bei frowned and curled his lips, "You're talking as if no one can die by drawing the sword. Why would you draw the sword if you can't kill anyone?"

Mo Wenming's face darkened, and he waved his hand, "Please get out. I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Lu Bei stood up and patted his butt, "Then please be careful with my sword."

"Don't worry, that's my specialty," Mo Wenming said proudly.

Lu Bei waved his hand, "Goodbye."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Mo Wenming was stunned and muttered, "This kid is praising me for being white?"

He subconsciously glanced at his bronze arm, then shook his head.

Then he turned around and started looking around with a kitchen knife.

He was thinking about the direction and plan for forging this sword.

After thinking for a moment, I had a plan in mind.

After Lu Bei left the blacksmith shop, he could not help but complain inwardly, "Oh, these people with some ability have such bad tempers."

Then he began to walk around the city of Lin'an wearing a bamboo hat.

Suddenly, he was stunned to see an acquaintance in a candy shop.