The Teacher for Learning Forging?

Chen Zhou's tone carried a hint of amusement, but upon hearing these words, the old butler's mouth, which had just opened, snapped shut.

He looked at Chen Zhou with a trace of terror.

The Qiangu Clan was, after all, the genuine number one family.

Possessing the strength to control the entire Spirit Pagoda through the power of a single clan, they were truly infinitely glorious.

Even if Chen Zhou had not come here as a core descendant, his status was still something their Xie Family dared not provoke.

Watching the old butler's wary expression, Chen Zhou wore a look of disdain.

"Would you mind having the butler arrange a car to take me back to the Spirit Pagoda? That wouldn't be too much trouble for the Xie Family, would it?"

"No... of course, no problem at all... please, follow me." The old butler said as he headed toward the back.

Chen Zhou didn't pay him any mind, following behind him as they walked out.

Sitting in the vehicle and watching it drive toward the Spirit Pagoda, Chen Zhou looked out the window and yawned, bored.

Na'er had sat beside him from start to finish; aside from her eyes lighting up for a brief moment when he mentioned staying for a meal, her obedience the rest of the time was beyond Chen Zhou's expectations.

Looking at the obedient and cute little girl, Chen Zhou reached out and patted her head.

"Sigh, this identity as a member of the Qiangu Clan is still useful."

"If I want to vie for the Spirit Pagoda in the future, relying on my status as a member of the Qiangu Clan, even if I were to kill Qiangu Dongfeng and Qiangu Zhangting, it shouldn't cause too much of a stir, right?"

Chen Zhou touched his chin as he spoke.

Na'er looked at him with curiosity.

However, his voice was very soft; even Na'er hadn't heard him clearly. Only Neuvillette, residing within his body, heard Chen Zhou's words.

[Can you stop thinking about killing all day long, kid?]

[The Qiangu Clan has no grudge against you, and it is the place that gave birth to you and raised you. How can you be so heartless?]

"You don't understand, Master. I am not from this world."

"Since I've come to this world, I either lie flat and rot, living my life as I please, or I fight—fight for the highest position I can possibly reach!"

Chen Zhou paused after saying this.

He didn't continue; after all, for a six-year-old child to utter such earth-shattering words was truly shocking.

The vehicle slowed to a stop.

Chen Zhou took Na'er's hand and stepped out.

It was already past twelve o'clock, and the two of them quickly took the elevator to the cafeteria.

However, to Chen Zhou's surprise, the silence remained during this lunch.

Moreover, it seemed that neither Chen Mo nor Su Xin had eaten, as they were waiting for them to return.

Watching Chen Zhou walk back, Su Xin glanced at Chen Mo with a helpless expression.

"Tower Master, your ability to foresee things is truly divine."

"How did you know the Young Tower Master would definitely come back?"

"You have to realize, the Xie Family is one of the top noble clans in the area. It would have been perfectly normal for the Young Tower Master to stay there for a meal."

Su Xin's gaze rested on Chen Mo, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Earlier, when Chen Mo hadn't eaten, Su Xin had asked out of curiosity.

As it turned out, Chen Mo said he was waiting for Chen Zhou and the girl to return.

At the time, Su Xin had been very confused, because she thought that since the Xie Family had investigated Chen Zhou's identity and knew his background in the Spirit Pagoda, they would have kept him for a meal no matter what.

But back then, Chen Mo had only smiled and said nothing.

Now, watching the two of them sit in the chairs nearby, he shook his head gently.

Chen Mo still didn't explain to Su Xin that he had only been guessing, though it was a highly probable guess.

Looking at his young disciple, although he was only six, his mindset, depth of character, and every other aspect gave him a very mature feeling.

One had to realize that the Xie Family taking the initiative to probe their background was already a sign of hostility, a preparation to make a move.

Under such circumstances, that he could put aside past grievances and go there made Chen Mo somewhat surprised.

But being able to go didn't mean he would stay to eat.

After all, as long as Chen Zhou could see through the true nature of the Xie Family, he wouldn't have any affection for them, which was why he had deduced that Chen Zhou would return.

He just hadn't expected that he would actually guess correctly.

Watching Chen Zhou sitting there, eating his meal in small bites, a gentle smile appeared on Chen Mo's face.

"I have already made an appointment with Mu Chen, the president of the East Sea Blacksmith Association. I will take you there this afternoon so you can learn blacksmithing with him."

"He is an eighth-rank blacksmith; his status and standing are even higher than your teacher's."

"I only know him from before, and because he owes me a favor, he agreed to let you try and see if you can become his disciple."

Chen Mo said as he looked at Chen Zhou.

He was actually reminding Chen Zhou that his relationship with Mu Chen was not that deep.

Chen Zhou needed to gauge the situation himself; once the other party refused, he would not be able to insist any further.

"Understood, Teacher, I know."

"Although my talent might not be very high, I will still give it my best shot."

"Mm, let's eat."

"After you finish eating, take a nap, and then we'll head over around two o'clock this afternoon."

Chen Mo said this while picking up food and began to eat as well.

The two ate quickly, but because they had to wait for Na'er, the meal was dragged out for over half an hour.

Once they finished eating, Chen Zhou and Na'er returned to their respective bedrooms.

Sitting in his room, Chen Zhou collapsed onto his bed in a second.

But Neuvillette had already seen through his thoughts.

[It is the perfect time for some dream training.]

[It is not even one o'clock yet; an hour is enough to improve your combat power.]

"My dear teacher, could you please try being human for once?"

"I need to ensure my mental power is in perfect condition to take the forging test."

[Does the forging test have anything to do with mental power?]

[Besides, I am not human.]

Hearing Neuvillette state so solemnly that he was not human, the corner of Chen Zhou's mouth twitched.

However, he did not know how to refute that.

"It does require a mental power test, or rather, it relies on mental power to be effective."

"Our current mental power is definitely the highest among our peers."

"Although my strength talent is not the absolute peak, with my mental power, my mastery over metals will surely be top-tier."

"As long as I demonstrate sufficiently high metal mastery when the time comes, becoming Mu Chen's disciple shouldn't be difficult."

Chen Zhou spoke simply, preparing to explain further to Neuvillette.

Yet, he did not know that at the East Sea City Blacksmith Association, a young girl was sitting in the main seat.

She crossed her arms tightly, looking at the middle-aged man in front of her with an angry expression.

"You promised to teach me forging techniques, so why do you have things to do this afternoon?"

"Didn't you say you were free this afternoon?"

"My dear daughter, I really have something to attend to this afternoon."

"A friend's student is coming over to apprentice under me this afternoon, wanting to learn forging."

"Can just anyone learn forging these days?" The girl snorted disdainfully.

However, seeing the troubled look on her father's face, she could only stand up helplessly.

"When is he coming?"

"I want to accompany you. I'd like to see exactly what kind of person can contact you directly and even make you consider taking him on as a disciple."

The girl glanced at her father as she spoke.

She knew just how strong her father's principles were.

For someone to force such a principled man to receive them, the other party was either very powerful or her father owed them a favor.

Regardless, she felt a certain curiosity toward this person.

She wanted to see exactly what kind of sacred figure he was.