Wipe Them All Out? The Angel Clan Doesn't Seem That Extreme

"Eh!"

Just then, Qian Wuyou seemed to think of something.

"I've got an idea!"

At his words, Qian Wulu, Tianzhen, and Wuxie all turned curious gazes toward him.

"Big Brother, what brilliant idea did you come up with?"

"Heh!"

Qian Wuyou chuckled softly and said,

"Solving the problem of not knowing how to forge is simple!"

"Since our Angel Clan doesn't know how to forge weapons or craft armor, we can go find people outside who do and have them process the ore we've mined..."

After Qian Wuyou finished speaking, the three women rubbed their chins, lost in thought.

Tianzhen and Wuxie seemed to realize what he meant and spoke first.

"Patriarch, could you possibly mean the Blacksmith Association in Gengxin City?"

Well, now that they mentioned it, they were right.

When it came to forging, among all the factions on Douluo Continent, the Blacksmith Association in Gengxin City was by far the most famous.

Especially its president, Lou Gao.

Though he was only a Battle Soul Saint in the seventies, Lou Gao was one of the three Godsmiths of Douluo Continent, a genuine master of forging.

If he were on Blue Star, Lou Gao would be an experienced level-eight fitter, a true craftsman.

Before joining the Tang Sect, Lou Gao had once fused eight rare metals into memory metal and forged two suits of defensive armor called the Eight Treasure Ruyi Soft Armor.

The Eight Treasure Ruyi Soft Armor could expand to accommodate a body doubling in size and withstand attacks from a level-sixty Power Attack System Battle Soul Emperor. You had to admit, that thing was damn impressive.

Thinking of the Eight Treasure Ruyi Soft Armor, Qian Wuyou grew interested.

"Heh... If we gave Lou Gao higher-grade ore and materials, I wonder whether he could forge divine weapons even more powerful than the Eight Treasure Ruyi Soft Armor."

Hearing Qian Wuyou's words, Qian Wulu, Tianzhen, and Wuxie exchanged glances.

They had heard of the Eight Treasure Ruyi Soft Armor. It had the defensive power of a level-sixty Battle Soul Emperor and was a rare divine weapon.

If Lou Gao could forge even better weapons and armor, then he'd be tremendously valuable to their branch of the Angel Clan...

Once Tianzhen and Wuxie understood the key point, they stepped forward.

Before Qian Wulu could react, the sisters spoke up first.

"Patriarch, in that case, let us make the trip!"

"We promise to bring Lou Gao back and have him forge weapons and armor for us..."

Qian Wulu shook her head, seeing things differently.

"You two are Titled Douluo. Making a special trip to Gengxin City just to bring Lou Gao back would be making a mountain out of a molehill."

"In my opinion, when you bring Lou Gao back, you might as well pack up the entire Blacksmith Association and bring it along..."

What good was one Lou Gao?

How many weapons and suits of armor could he forge all by himself?

Rather than bring back just Lou Gao, they might as well pack up the entire Blacksmith Association.

Tianzhen and Wuxie were both level-ninety-three Titled Douluo. No one in Gengxin City, no faction at all, could stand in the sisters' way—not even the Star Luo Imperial Family.

Tianzhen and Wuxie were taken aback by Qian Wulu's plan to "wipe them all out."

The Angel Clan didn't seem that extreme, did it?

Though doubts filled their hearts, they didn't voice them.

The plan to seize the entire Blacksmith Association might be a bit underhanded, but whether they carried it out would depend on Patriarch Qian Wuyou's decision.

Under the three women's expectant gazes, Qian Wuyou gave his answer.

"Little Sister, keep organizing the clanspeople to gather resources and mine the veins."

"Tianzhen, Wuxie, come with me to Gengxin City in the Star Luo Empire. I'll handle Lou Gao and the entire Blacksmith Association..."

Qian Wuyou knew full well that getting Lou Gao to lead the entire Blacksmith Association in forging weapons and armor for them wouldn't be easy.

After Bibi Dong had served as Spirit Hall's Pontiff for so many years, her followers and subordinates were hardly an obedient lot.

The master of the Spirit Hall Branch in Gengxin City was especially arrogant and domineering. Relying on Spirit Hall's power, he ruled the city with an iron fist, constantly suppressing the Blacksmith Association and even wanting to turn Lou Gao into a tool for lining his pockets.

After years of oppression by the branch master, Lou Gao and the entire Blacksmith Association had no love for Spirit Hall's people. They were even less likely to agree to forge weapons and armor for the Angel Clan.

If Tianzhen and Wuxie resorted to force, Lou Gao and the entire Blacksmith Association wouldn't truly submit. They'd only become a huge liability.

Even if they were coerced into agreeing to forge for them, Lou Gao and the association might deliberately drag their feet—or even leave fatal flaws in the weapons and armor.

Of course, Qian Wuyou wasn't making a special trip to the Star Luo Empire just for the Blacksmith Association. He hadn't forgotten the Immortal Herb list from the Breaking Clan or the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng from the Speed Clan.

He had no intention of leaving those things to God King Tang, that Little Scumbag.

Of course, even without the Immortal Herb list and the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, he still had no intention of letting the Breaking Clan and the Speed Clan off the hook.

In the original story, it was with the help of the Four Single-Attribute Clans that Tang San managed to raise a Soul Master army of several thousand. When they were clearly his enemies, he had no reason to spare them.

If he didn't wipe out the Four Single-Attribute Clans early, was he supposed to wait until they formed a Soul Master army and came after him?

"Oh! I understand!"

Qian Wulu nodded at Qian Wuyou's arrangements.

She did want to go out and see the world, but her strength as a level-sixty-seven Soul Emperor wouldn't let her go swaggering around.

"Heh! Little Sister, don't sulk!"

Seeing Qian Wulu's pout, Qian Wuyou gave a helpless smile.

"I've prepared a few gifts for you. Open them and see if you like them."

As he spoke, Qian Wuyou took out three Soul Bones.

They were the Hundred-Thousand-Year Left Arm Bone dropped by the Titan Giant Ape, the Hundred-Thousand-Year Right Arm Bone dropped by the Sky Azure Bull Python, and the Hundred-Thousand-Year Right Leg Bone left behind after the Blue Silver Emperor's sacrifice.

With these three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bones, plus the Hundred-Thousand-Year Left Leg Bone dropped by Xiao Wu, Qian Wulu already had four of them...

She only needed to work hard and find a Hundred-Thousand-Year Head Soul Bone and a Hundred-Thousand-Year Torso Bone, and then he could put together a full set of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bones for his little sister, too.

A full set of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bones was something he had once promised Qian Wuyou. Now, four out of the six pieces were already taken care of.

Unlike Qian Wuyou, Tianzhen, and Wuxie, who looked relaxed and carefree, Qian Wulu stared at the Soul Bones, completely dumbfounded.

"B-Big Brother, are these all Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bones?"

Good heavens. Just look at that.

Had her big brother raided a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's nest?