Forging Hidden Weapons, Tailong's Excitement

After leaving Moonlight Pavilion.

The embarrassment on Lu Yan's face vanished in an instant, and his eyes regained their usual clarity and calm.

It was time for reality and dreams to interact.

Today's progress had been considerable.

With a shift in thought.

Lu Yan thought of the rare ores he had obtained from Qian Renxue.

It was time to put them to use.

He had never forgotten that the foundation for establishing himself on this continent would always be strength.

If Dugu Bo had not come that day, he would have forged Hidden Weapons long ago.

There would have been no need to delay until now.

It was time to put Hidden Weapons on the agenda as well.

Even though Dream Projection could project every Hidden Weapon from Tang San's memories.

And even more wondrous weapons.

This move was limited by Soul Power and Spiritual Power, and ultimately had its bottlenecks.

Not to mention that with a mere hundred-year Spirit Ring, even if he pushed it with all his strength, the Hidden Weapons he summoned, even with his current Spiritual Power, would be no stronger than a Soul Elder.

Naturally, they could not compare to lethal weapons forged from steel.

The essence of Tang Sect's mechanical Hidden Weapons was that they did not rely on Soul Power.

That alone made them superior to his Soul Skill.

There would always come a time when his Soul Power ran dry.

Forging a batch of Hidden Weapons to keep at his side, prepared for any contingency, was the wise choice.

Moreover, he had become acquainted with Dugu Bo. If he coated the Hidden Weapons with Jade Scale Snake Poison.

Then even against Soul Kings and Soul Emperors, he would have a chance to turn the tables.

It was an excellent method of using weakness to overcome strength.

With that in mind.

Lu Yan headed to the most reputable and skilled forge in Heaven Dou City.

The moment he stepped through the doors, a scorching wave of heat rushed toward him, instantly driving away the bitter cold.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The rhythmic, deafening sounds of hammering struck his eardrums like war drums.

Looking around.

Everywhere were muscular men stripped to the waist, swinging massive hammers. Even in the depths of winter, they were drenched in sweat, with somewhat blackened white towels hanging around their necks.

Their bronze skin gleamed under the furnace fire.

Every swing of the hammer came with bulging muscles and bursting power, filled with a primal strength and beauty.

"I'm the owner here, Taino."

An especially burly man with a voice like a great bell strode over. Taino grinned broadly.

"Sir, are you here to have a weapon forged to your liking?

Just name it."

Lu Yan nodded without another word.

He directly took out a stack of blueprints he had prepared long ago and handed them over.

He had no interest in hammering iron himself.

It consumed too much time and energy, and for him, it was not worth the cost.

Without the core techniques, no one could assemble these components into Hidden Weapons.

Lu Yan even maliciously looked forward to it.

When Tang San came to Heaven Dou City in the future and discovered that the Tang Sect Hidden Weapons he regarded as treasures had already been deciphered and forged by someone else, what a wonderful expression he would make.

A few years from now.

Even if his own cultivation might still fall short of Tang Hao's, in Heaven Dou City, he would no longer be alone.

If Qian Renxue learned that her father's killer was so close at hand...

"Hiss—what exquisite components."

Taino's exclamation interrupted Lu Yan's thoughts.

The Strength Clan man's eyes had gone wide.

He carefully examined the blueprints one by one, his rough fingers tracing the complex lines as he clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Sir, you really came to the right place." Taino looked up, his face full of undisguised pride.

"To be frank, in all of Heaven Dou City.

Other than our Strength Clan, there isn't a second place that can forge what you want from these blueprints without the slightest error."

Taino was so curious that he could not help asking another question.

"Forgive my ignorance.

Sir... these components have such unusual structures. What are they ultimately meant to be assembled into?

What are they used for?"

Lu Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and his tone turned a little colder.

"Private matters. I cannot disclose them."

Taino immediately understood that he had misspoken and hurriedly smiled apologetically.

"My apologies, my apologies. Taino has spoken out of turn.

I understand the rules. Just forge it, don't ask what it's for."

"Ah—! It... it's really you!!"

Just then, a startled cry as if someone had seen a ghost exploded from behind them.

Taino's face darkened. Without even thinking, he turned and threw a punch.

It landed solidly on the speaker's chest with a dull thud.

"You brat, what are you yelling about? Have you finished your work?"

Taino roared at a Youth who was equally muscular, though his face still retained some childishness.

The Youth acted as if the punch had done nothing. Excitement and exhilaration nearly overflowed from his face.

He shoved his father aside, then rushed before Lu Yan in one stride.

His eyes were as wide as bells as he pointed at Lu Yan, too excited to speak coherently.

"Dream Master, it's Dream Master himself.

My heavens. Dad, it's him. It really is him!"

Taino was stunned by his son's crazed behavior.

"Son, you know this sir?"

"Know him? It's far more than that." Tailong whipped around, his voice rising with excitement and ringing through the noisy workshop.

"At Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena, who doesn't know the name 'Dream Master'?

He's the monster who, as a Soul Grandmaster, killed a Soul Elder head-on in one move—just one move.

He's the undefeated legend of the spirit arena, the true uncrowned king.

He only took two months to obtain the Gold Soul Fighting Badge that countless people could never reach in their entire lives."

Tailong spoke with spit flying.

His expression was fervent, as though he had achieved those glorious Battle Records himself, filled with pride.

Listening to each astonishing feat, Taino could not help drawing in a sharp breath.

A Soul Grandmaster defeating a Soul Elder? And instantly at that?

Was that even something a person could do?

His dissatisfaction instantly turned into shock and disbelief.

"Don't feed me some storybook tale, brat."

"Dad, everything I said is true."

Tailong immediately became unhappy. He was Dream Master's loyal admirer.

Taino fell silent.

Hearing his son's excited words, he knew him well enough to know that he was not one to make things up.

Taino carefully sized Lu Yan up.

His thighs were not even as thick as Taino's arms. He was just a frail Youth.

Could he really possess such ability?

"It's absolutely true, I swear." Tailong was so anxious that he stomped his feet, his worship of Dream Master beyond question.

"In our entire Blue Tyrant Academy, who doesn't admire Dream Master now?

He's a living legend."

When Taino looked at Lu Yan again, his gaze had completely changed, now carrying a trace of reverence.

This Youth was likely a genius without equal.

"How much will it cost to forge these?"

Lu Yan spoke calmly, as though that fervent praise had nothing to do with him.

Taino composed himself, carefully calculated the blueprints, and gave his quote.

"If you provide the materials, we'll only charge the forging fee: one hundred Gold Soul Coins.

If we provide the materials, it will cost one thousand Gold Soul Coins."

Lu Yan nodded. A flash of light came from the Soul Tool in his hand.

"Clatter—"

Several pieces of rare ore, glimmering with unusual luster and clearly no ordinary goods, landed steadily on the ground.

"I have the materials." Lu Yan's voice remained calm.

"When can it be completed at the earliest?"