Night fell.
Lin Heng arrived at the village the Pavilion Master of Rain Pavilion had mentioned.
Rather than a village, it was more like an estate. Looking down from high above, there were only a dozen or so houses arranged in a circle.
In the middle stood a three-story pavilion.
Lin Heng stepped inside and heard only the sound of hammering iron.
Several bare-chested burly men were gripping red-hot iron hammers, pounding at metal with all their might.
Someone saw him, but merely glanced once and did not take him seriously.
"Huh? What's going on? Didn't they say there was an event?"
"Are these artifact forgers?"
Just as he was puzzled, the masked Shadow One appeared before him and said respectfully, "Alliance Leader Lin, my Pavilion Master invites you in!"
"Good!"
Soon, under Shadow One's lead, Lin Heng entered a house.
The interior of the house was very spacious, with a dazzling array of magical artifacts hanging on the walls, flickering with cold lights of every color.
A graceful back appeared before his eyes, and from time to time came the sparse sound of flowing water.
It sounded like a young girl playing by the river.
Lin Heng lifted the gauze curtain in front of him, and only then did he see clearly the great cauldron before the woman.
It was a full four feet tall, a four-legged cauldron with its corners facing the sky.
"Pavilion Master Yu? What are you..."
"Preparing food. I'm only missing one ingredient!"
"(ò?ó||) Huh? You're cooking rice in a cauldron?" Lin Heng walked up to the cauldron and gently touched it with his hand. A very strong tremor surged from his fingertip, painful and numbing!
For some reason, there was also an extremely dense Killing Intent.
Strange. How could a cauldron have such dense