"This... hehe!"
Yue Mingsong rubbed his palms together, picked up the tea on the table, and took a sip. Smiling, he said, "Yes! I came from a small tribe in the Southern Wilderness. Even if I told you, you wouldn't know it, so I might as well not!"
Ning Xiner looked puzzled. "Didn't you claim to be the neighbor of the Number One Weapon Forging Master's disciple? Could it be that the Number One Weapon Forging Master's disciple also lived in a tribe?"
No matter how she looked at Yue Mingsong, he did not seem like a martial artist who had emerged from a Primitive Tribe. She felt that not a single word out of Yue Mingsong's mouth was true.
Yue Mingsong said calmly, "The thoughts of a weapon-forging master are not something ordinary people like us can fathom. The Number One Weapon Forging Master's disciple really did live in a Primitive Tribe, in a cave beside my home. He said there was an Earth Mineral Vein deep in the mountains around our tribe, a treasure ground for finding raw materials, so he settled there for decades. All my weapon-forging skills were learned from him! Shh! Keep it low-key!"
He spoke as though it were all true, making people unable to help believing him.
"If the Mystic Artifact Compendium truly exists, then it definitely isn't in the Heavenly Emperor Tomb Forest. The Heavenly Emperor Tomb Forest is actually just a smokescreen; it is not the Heavenly Emperor's burial ground." Ning Xiaochuan said.
Ning Xiaochuan still cared greatly about the Mystic Artifact Compendium. If he could truly find this wondrous weapon-forging book left behind by the Heavenly Emperor, then it would only be a matter of time before the Divine Sword Palace became famous throughout the world.
Yue Mingsong did not