"I don't understand..."
"A Sixth-Level Blacksmith learning Battle Armor crafting? Honestly, that's simply wasting talent—"
Zhen Hua muttered a few words every now and then.
In his eyes, Jiang Yan learning anything else was nothing more than superfluous effort!
"First, Xiao Yan is also a sixth-level mecha designer. Second, it's obvious at a glance that this is for Miss Gu, isn't it?"
Beside him, Mu Ye spoke without mercy.
He actually supported Jiang Yan's idea of developing in multiple fields.
"Sigh, you just keep taking this little guy's side..."
"They say those destined for greatness cannot be bound by love between men and women."
"Xiao Yan, you haven't taken a single word of it to heart."
Watching Jiang Yan devote himself to planning the Battle Armor design, Zhen Hua felt both emotional and helpless, clicking his tongue in amazement.
At such a young age, he possessed such tremendous talent. Why did he have to become such a lovesick fool?!
"..."
Jiang Yan could not be bothered to pay him any attention. His hands continued moving until he had fully refined the design before finally stopping.
Looking at the Battle Armor design he had completed, a strange glint flashed through Jiang Yan's eyes. In his mind, the image of the girl wearing the Battle Armor in the future seemed to quietly emerge.
Hopefully, things would turn out the way he wanted.
"Done!"
"Shouldn't you start forging now?"
Seeing that Jiang Yan had finished the blueprint, Zhen Hua immediately grinned and rubbed his hands together. He stepped forward to put away Jiang Yan's things, his movements as smooth as flowing water.
He was terrified that Jiang Yan would be distracted by something else again.
Forging was what he should be doing most!
Then he discovered...
Jiang Yan silently took out two more [new design blueprints], their outlines apparently already drawn, and was preparing to add the details.
"What...?"
"There are more?!"
Zhen Hua's body shook, and he could not help asking.
"Mm, two and a half minutes was only for that blueprint."
"I still have other things to design."
Jiang Yan nodded. He spoke so calmly, yet his words made Zhen Hua feel utterly numb.
"Why are you coming to my place to design blueprints? I thought you were finally going to make proper progress."
Zhen Hua gritted his teeth as he spoke, silently placing the blueprint he had just picked up back down. Then he sat down beside him.
Jiang Yan thought for a moment before quietly saying, "Because it's quiet here. Well, I mean when you're not around."
Actually, if Zhen Hua did not come by every day...
He would feel even more at ease here.
"You..."
Zhen Hua's eyes instantly reddened. He clenched his fists, then silently relaxed them again. What else could he even say?
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
He threw down those words, silently loosened his clenched fists again, and turned his head away, as though none of this would happen if he did not look.
"Alright, Xiao Yan has already been very diligent lately. Compared to that, he's neglected his other secondary professions quite a bit. If you truly want what's best for him, then follow his own wishes."
Mu Ye patted his shoulder, his tone calm.
Yet when he looked at Jiang Yan's diligent research, his heart was filled with sincere gratification and satisfaction.
After all, he was not merely the sect master of the Body Sect. He was also one of the continent's publicly recognized top red mecha masters.
With such an identity, although he had always placed his sect first in his heart, if possible, he also hoped to have an heir to inherit his legacy.
Unfortunately...
His disciple Ruheng possessed absolutely no talent for mechas. Perhaps if he were to witness the rise of another top mecha master, it could only be this kid Xiao Yan.
"..."
"That friend of yours..."
"Could she be from the Angel Clan?"
Not long after, Mu Ye's expression turned somewhat hesitant. Looking at the reserved position in the Battle Armor design, he immediately noticed the obvious space set aside for wings and could not help asking.
The planned selection of light-element metals, combined with the preparations for wings, made it strange if he could not guess.
But...
What did it mean to leave space for three pairs of wings?
Even the inherited Martial Soul of the Holy Angel Clan only had four wings.
"Mm?"
"I suppose so."
But not one that low-end.
Jiang Yan looked up at him, nodded, then shook his head. The Holy Angel Yue Family was naturally a prominent clan and among the very best in this era, so he was certainly familiar with them.
But there was no need to hit a wall with Sister Xue'er.
A so-called angel that could not even produce an Ultimate in the era of Douluo III was ultimately nothing more than a stray by the roadside.
"The Holy Angel Clan...?"
"Is that what my Qian Family is called in this era?"
Within the Sea of Spirit, in the golden hall.
Qian Renxue was clearly drawn in by those words. Waves of reverie flashed through her beautiful eyes. She truly wondered what her family had become after twenty thousand years of development.
Back then, they had been the unquestioned number one family in the world.
In this new era...
Surely their glory still remained, right?
"No matter the era, the Angel Martial Soul must be among the strongest. It's just that..."
"The name Holy Angel is rather careless. Logically speaking, the inheritance should not have changed its name either."
Within the dim purple hall, Bibi Dong silently transmitted her voice, a thoughtful expression on her face as she sensed that something was not so simple.
"Mm-hm, I also think something must be different. We can ask Young Master about it later."
"But Sister Dong'er, after the Silver Dragon King, the second Battle Armor design is mine!"
Qian Renxue nodded, then seemed to think of something. The corner of her lips rose as she spoke with undisguised delight.
Who could that golden angel-type Battle Armor possibly be made for?
It was truly far too difficult to guess!
"What if..."
"This appearance is actually just a dark angel style? It's not impossible that Young Master made it for me."
Bibi Dong's expression froze, but her momentum did not diminish at all. Still acting like the elder sister, she gave a light snort.
"You mean..."
"Even that holy gold color scheme is a dark angel?"
"You really are stubborn."
Qian Renxue had clearly anticipated this. She smiled, looking entirely unconcerned.
Yet it was precisely that calm attitude that caused layers of worry to rise in Bibi Dong's heart.
"Sigh, I don't understand..."
"How could this be?"
Bibi Dong said nothing more. Seeing the other party gain the upper hand, her emotions became complicated. Even the residence she occupied began giving off a peculiar radiance, and its originally purple atmosphere vanished completely.
It turned into...
Something faintly dark.
"..."
In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon.
At the Blacksmith Association, Jiang Yan was ultimately persuaded by Zhen Hua into forging. After patiently forging more than ten pieces of metal, Zhen Hua finally let him leave.
"I got delayed in cultivation again. At this rate, Na'er might surpass me before I know it..."
Jiang Yan sighed as he entered the house.
He was not being modest, nor was he blindly imagining Na'er to be that formidable. He was simply stating the truth.
As the Silver Dragon King, Na'er was not some successor. She was a genuine God Rank being rebuilding her cultivation. Though she was still a little girl now, she was not muddleheaded at all when it came to cultivation.
If he did not cultivate diligently...
There really was a risk of being surpassed!
And speaking of forging...
If he had known, he would not have worked so diligently when he first began learning forging. Now it was too late—Uncle Zhen kept bringing up how hardworking he had been back then, making things rather awkward for him.
Back then, he had only been laying the groundwork early because his talent was insufficient. Now that his talent was already this good...
Did Uncle Zhen even understand?
He was already such a genius. Why should he still forge so diligently?
Doing the bare minimum was enough!
"Grandpa, Na'er, I'm back."
"Mm?"
When he reached the living room...
Jiang Luochuan was unusually not watching television. Instead, the one occupying the entire large living room was that silver-haired figure whose adorableness was on full display at a single glance.
"Mm?"
"Big Brother's back!"
Gu Yuena had been lowering her head and doing something. Hearing the movement, she immediately stored the item in her Soul Tool and looked toward Jiang Yan.
"I'm back."
"Na'er was just...?"
Jiang Yan nodded. As he spoke, a hint of confusion appeared on his face. It seemed that she had been holding something just now.
"I was... reading an idiom dictionary!"
"There are still many idioms from cultural studies that I haven't memorized properly, so of course I need to study hard, hehe."
Gu Yuena blinked and spoke earnestly.
"But since Big Brother is back, let's go cultivate. How about meditating?"
The next moment, she stepped forward and naturally took his hand, inviting him sincerely.
"Mm, no problem."
Jiang Yan smiled and nodded without refusing.
As they headed toward his room, the thoughts in his heart would not settle. What exactly had Na'er been doing?
"My Lord, Gu Yuena was actually drawing."
At that moment, Di Tian's voice honestly sounded in his mind, calm yet serious.
"Mm?"
"Drawing?"
Jiang Yan froze, not quite understanding for a moment.
Na'er did not actually have many hobbies. If she had one particular hobby, perhaps it was...
Liking him.
Since when had she become interested in drawing?
That was not something she would focus on either!
"..."
P.S.:
Changbai Mountain: Actually, I also like my girlfriend, just as my girlfriend likes me. Of course, I also like writing and all you good brothers too. serious face
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