Just as he was about to forge this thing, Chu Qing ran into trouble.
Before this:
Old Woman Wu Jue had found someone to forge the shackles.
The Divine Treasury had been completed decades ago.
Now:
Old Woman Wu Jue was gone, and finding someone to forge the Primordial Chaos for him was proving troublesome.
This Primordial Chaos was, in truth, a massive sphere.
It was a full three meters across.
It was forged entirely from black gold, hollow within, and needed to contain many rare treasures.
Chu Qing had Zuo Yan and the others look for blacksmiths.
The result:
In the vast Imperial Capital, not a single blacksmith was willing to forge it for him.
"Brother Qing, all the top blacksmiths are in the hands of the great families."
"Even if you pay them, they won't possibly help you."
"Unless you use force!"
Zuo Yan muttered softly.
Chu Qing shook his head.
What a joke. If he used force, those great families might cooperate with him on the surface.
But if they tampered with the Primordial Chaos while forging it—
Even if it was only the slightest bit, his Primordial Chaos might end up imperfect.
Zuo Qianqiu suddenly said:
"Brother Qing, the Academy's people are all prodigies. They learn quickly!"
"You led them in looting resources. Now, if you have them help forge your Primordial Chaos sphere, they'll definitely agree!!"
Chu Qing shook his head.
Those prodigies might work with him, even joining him in looting and wiping out certain great families.
But so what?
These people were not of one heart with him.
They appeared to follow him into madness.
But in reality, they still obeyed the Lineages behind them.
"It doesn't matter if you can't find anyone!"
"Get me a set of tools. I'll forge the Primordial