Meanwhile, Qin Yun and Sword Douluo were already nearing Heaven Dou City.
Thirty li outside the city, they spotted a short, stocky old man in the distance.
The old man sat on a large slab of gray stone beside the main road. He had stubby limbs and a bald forehead, and the rolled-up sleeves of his coarse cloth jacket exposed two dark arms.
Qin Yun paused, then recognized him and hurried over.
"President Lou Gao?"
"Qin Yun!" Lou Gao sprang to his feet.
Lou Gao was the president of the Blacksmith Association in Gengxin City, the greatest divine smith of the age.
When Qin Yun had bought rare metals from him, he had spent generously and left behind several design drawings before departing.
The casing of the Electromagnetic Explosive Bomb, the spring mechanisms and concealed channels of the Ejected Cyanide Needles—every drawing depicted the finest details.
Lou Gao had devoted his entire life to forging. The moment he saw those drawings, he could no longer sit still.
They were so intricate, so ingenious.
To think such marvelous forged creations existed in this world.
Every seam in the casing had its dimensions marked, and every wire in the spring mechanism had its gauge clearly specified.
Even using every trick he knew, he could only reproduce seventy or eighty percent of the designs.
And before leaving Gengxin City, Qin Yun had told him something.
If he wanted to see more, he should come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Those words had haunted Lou Gao for months, leaving him with little appetite for food or drink.
As soon as he finally handed over his remaining affairs, he traveled all the way from Gengxin City to Heaven Dou City.
Qin Yun then led Lou Gao onto Seven Treasure Mountain.
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