"Patriarch, you didn't have this Minghong Saber of mine back then. Were you looking for Ou Jin too?" Huang Xiao asked.
"He is the Craftsman God, after all. If Ou Jin called himself second in forging, no one would dare claim first. I was interested in the number one divine weapon he wanted to forge," Huo Lian said bluntly.
Could the Patriarch have wanted to obtain the divine weapon Ou Jin forged?
Huang Xiao sighed inwardly. If Ou Jin really succeeded in forging a divine weapon, never mind the finest divine weapon under heaven-even one a grade below that would probably draw the attention of countless experts.
Huang Xiao did not know whether forging such a divine weapon would ultimately be good or bad for Ou Jin.
Perhaps this is what he pursues, Huang Xiao thought.
Everyone had something they loved, their own preferences, and could spare no cost for their ideals.
"Now, though, this old man cares more about whether he can unite the two halves of the Supreme Demon Saber. If he succeeds, it will be the true Supreme Demon Saber, and this old man will probably be able to return to the Central Plains," Huo Lian said with some feeling.
He had also had Liu Jinyi lead ninety percent of the escort agencies under heaven in searching for Ou Jin's whereabouts, but there was still no news.
He held little hope for this. After all, even the God-Burying Hall's people had difficulty finding Ou Jin, so Liu Jinyi and the others had even less chance. Still, to Huo Lian, their advantage lay in their numbers and their presence everywhere. It was better than nothing.
"Return to the Central Plains?" Huang Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up.
"It seems your heart has yet to settle," Huo Lian said upon