(This should be a side story about Leng Yaozhu and Leng Yulai.)
(Unless something unexpected happens, the latter is still going to get a beating.)
(She has innocent blood on her hands, and that's a serious crime in my book. I only kept her alive so she could get that beating and so I could fill in some earlier plot.)
"Father, are we going to see the Divine Craftsman?"
"Yes. I studied forging for a while when I was young, though that was ages ago. Your Uncle Tang Wulin studied alongside me. After a few years, I lost interest. It wasn't that I lacked strength or Mental Power; I simply didn't see the need."
"So... why are we going? Your forging skills shouldn't be any worse than the Divine Craftsman's, right?"
"I'm not going to ask him to forge anything. I'm going to recruit him for the Divine Realm. You'll need weapons and divine equipment on your future journeys, and I can't handle everything myself. That makes Zhenhua the right choice."
"Then... what about Uncle Tang Wulin?"
"He has his own things to do. Just as I don't want everyone coming to me for help, I don't want to keep troubling others. Tang Wulin would agree, and so would the Divine Craftsman, but when we get back, I'll talk to Di Tian and have some people learn forging so those skills can be passed on."
"Okay."
A young man with long black hair falling over his shoulders walked down a sparsely populated street beside a girl with fiery red hair.
Seven years earlier, Heaven Dou City had come under a massive assault by a host of enemies, including the Plane Master himself. The city that had flourished for twenty thousand years had become little more than a scenic attraction