After leaving behind the spatial passageway, Gu Chen returned to the Blacksmith Association and met the true purpose of this trip, Divine Craftsman Zhenhua.
A Divine Craftsman alone was not enough to make him come in person.
But it was different if he brought Jia Lin along.
This was to help the future Dragon God establish connections.
The old Gu Chen did not need the Dragon Clan as backing. He alone could represent an entire race. But now, this ruler of the universe did not mind becoming the Dragon Clan's support.
Yet Divine Craftsman Zhenhua appeared somewhat nervous at this moment.
He was a tall, upright man with a lean, slender build and sharply handsome features. He looked only a little over thirty.
His long black hair was streaked with frost-white at the temples, the contrast between black and white making him highly distinctive.
His eyes were deep and calm, concealing the weathered wisdom of decades spent tempering metal, without the slightest cloudiness of old age.
His palms were half again as large as those of an ordinary adult man. His knuckles were smooth rather than prominent, and his skin was fair and translucent like warm jade. Delicate and slender like a woman's hands, they were special hands cultivated through years of forging and tempering Mental Power. Everyone who met him for the first time would first fix their gaze on his hands.
But Gu Chen merely gave him a faint glance before withdrawing his gaze and beginning to consider what to say, as well as other matters.
"Although I haven't received much favor from the Dragon Clan, with the child and them, I still have to consider other paths. Once the body is trained to a certain level, one can indeed smash divine artifacts barehanded. But if there are