Observing Wanfa from the martial arts school servants

Chapter 86 Demon God Soldiers

Lin Mu nodded and readily agreed.

He had long coveted Wen Haoran's literary prowess, but unfortunately, he couldn't observe the myriad techniques of martial arts.

Strangely enough, even the martial arts techniques that can replicate the origin mark of a great demon are helpless against the Righteous Qi.

Now is an excellent opportunity to observe the Mind-Clearing Mantra during evening classes.

After agreeing on a time, Wen Haoran waved and left.

He was going to his morning class.

Yue'er stamped her foot, pouted, and followed after him: "Brother Haoran, why are you so nice to a lowly servant?"

"I visited Tianji Pavilion before coming to Heyuan."

The conversation abruptly ended.

After everyone left, Quan Feng finally came over.

He pulled out the dagger, the blade covered with fine nicks, and several places where the blade was bent had chipped off with gaps the size of grains of rice.

He gently rubbed the blade with his thumb, removing a layer of fine iron filings.

"Could you make me a short sword?"

"After a series of fierce battles, even the jagged edges of the blades have become visible."

"Don't tell me you can't; I've seen it for myself."

Lin Mu rolled her eyes at him.

He's the only one who can talk so confidently even when listening to others from behind a wall.

However, he has indeed been pondering the role of the Origin Imprint these past few days.

He has already experienced firsthand that using it directly would backfire.

But weapons are inanimate objects. Can the original imprint be applied to weapons?

If one can use the primordial mark to enhance power, wouldn't that be equivalent to circulating it within the body?

So he did not refuse.

"Are there any materials that can withstand this?"

"How strong?"

"Anything that can withstand beast patterns will do."

"The Cui family is in the medicinal herb business, so they must have quite a few hidden treasures."

"Shall we go and freeload?"

"it is good."

Ignoring his injuries and the lingering effects of the backlash, Lin Mu followed Quan Feng to the Cui family.

Cui Youdao came out to greet them, but upon hearing their purpose, he looked troubled: "The Cui family really doesn't have any materials that can support animal patterns."

"That kind of thing is probably only found in the Ye family."

As they were talking, a group of people walked out of the moon gate.

Leading the way was Ye Huaijin, followed by several servants carrying wooden boxes. Ye Gang walked at the very back, looking down and flipping through an account book.

He raised his eyes upon hearing the voices, his gaze lingering on Quan Feng for a moment before settling on Lin Mu.

Quan Feng cut to the chase: "Master Ye, you've come at just the right time."

"We want to buy materials from the Ye family that can support animal patterns."

Ye Gang closed the ledger and glanced at Lin Mu: "What are you here for?"

"You can forge demon god weapons?"

"The Demon God Weapon has beast patterns engraved on it, giving it the power to amplify and have special functions."

"Even demonic weapons at the Transformation Realm level are extremely difficult to forge, and they only provide about a 20-30% power boost."

"Does anyone actually do that?"

Lin Mu glanced at Ye Gang indifferently, just as he had looked at Ye Gang back then.

"Are you sure someone will?" Ye Gang pressed.

"Hmm." Lin Mu responded this time, but didn't say anything more.

Seeing the awkward situation, Ye Huaijin quickly tried to smooth things over: "The Ye family does indeed have a piece of material, which is the leg bone of a great demon. There is no other family in the entire Heyuan County that can be found. I wonder what price you two are willing to pay?" Businessmen never forget to make money.

Quan Feng winked at Lin Mu: "How about we look again?"

"Okay," Lin Mu replied with a smile.

Ye Gang became anxious: "If it can really be made, the Ye family will provide the materials."

"But I want to help build up the Ye family's reputation as well, and I want to observe from the sidelines."

Ye Huaijin shook his head upon hearing this.

That's not how you do business.

"That depends on how much material you have."

"I want a long spear forged, Quan Feng wants a short sword, and if the Ye family wants more, is that enough?"

"That's enough."

As it turns out, Ye Gang's words were true.

When he hurriedly brought over the monster's leg bone, the bone took up half the courtyard.

The leg bones alone are almost as tall as a one-story building.

Its body was thicker than an adult man's waist, and its entire body was a dark, bluish-gray, like bronze that had been steeped in time.

Faint, fine golden patterns flowed across the bone walls, flickering slowly in the morning light, as if this great demon, who had been dead for countless years, was still breathing.

Lin Mu stood in front of the leg bone and looked up at it for a long time.

Quan Feng leaned against the courtyard wall, unusually silent.

Cui Youdao squatted in the corner, his abacus resting on his knees, muttering, "The Ye family still has such things."

Lin Mu stretched out his hand and placed his palm on the bone wall.

The cold bone surface pressed against his palm, and he could feel the golden patterns trembling slightly.

Although this aura cannot compare to that of Zhulong and Jiuying, it is still quite powerful.

His fingers slid down the bone wall and stopped at the top of the leg bone.

There was a naturally enlarged joint there, round and bulging, like a petrified demon's fist.

His fingertips slowly traced the curve of his knuckles, then he suddenly turned to look at Ye Gang and patted the rounded knuckle: "I want to get a pair of boxing gloves."

Lin Mu raised the price on the spot.

Ye Gang's eye twitched.

This naturally formed fist-shaped joint is the most exquisite part of the entire leg bone, with the densest patterns and the thickest bone walls. When engraving animal patterns, it can withstand far more force than the bone itself.

He gritted his teeth: "Here, take the boxing gloves."

"But the Ye family will recycle the remaining materials."

Lin Mu patted the bone wall and nodded.

Ye Gang stood still.

He glanced at the entrance of the forging shop, then at the courtyard gate. Only Cui Youdao was squatting in the corner, fiddling with an abacus; there was no one else there.

He turned his head, his brows furrowed: "Where is the master? All the materials have been brought over, when will the master arrive?"

Lin Mu did not answer.

He picked up a long-handled iron hammer from the wall, weighed it in his hand, and walked to the chopping board.

Ye Gang's brows furrowed even more. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but Lin Mu had already swung the iron hammer and brought it down with the first blow.

Sparks flew from the bottom of the hammer, landing on his apron, arms, and cheeks, but he didn't even blink.

Ye Gang's voice abruptly stopped.

He saw the three-quarter angle that appeared at the same instant the hammerhead touched the bone wall. That was the core technique of the Ye family's stacked forging method, a forging method that he had practiced for thirty years to comprehend.

The gesture that was about to stop him froze, and he waited quietly for Lin Mu's next move.

Lin Mu did not rush to touch the main body of that leg bone.

He gently tapped the edge of the joint with the tip of the hammer, knocking off a piece of bone about the size of a thumb.

The bone fragment landed on the chopping board with a crisp sound, like jade hitting iron, the echo lingering in the morning light for several breaths before dissipating.

He picked up the bone fragment and examined it in the morning light.

The dark golden patterns flowed slowly inside the bone fragment, and even after it was knocked off, the patterns did not disappear.

Quan Feng leaned against the courtyard wall, twirling a short knife between his fingers: "Such a big leg bone, and you only want to tap it to the size of a fingernail?"

"Let's try it first, so as not to waste materials." Lin Mu's explanation eased Ye Gang's previously ashen face slightly.

Lin Mu inserted the bone fragments into the forging furnace.

As the bellows were pulled, the furnace fire gradually changed from orange-red to bluish-white, and the bone fragments slowly changed color in the flames, from bluish-gray to pale gold, and then from pale gold to a very transparent amber color.

The dark gold patterns inside the bone fragments became even brighter under the high temperature, as if they had been awakened by fire, and slowly moved within the bone fragments, their patterns so clear that they could be seen with the naked eye.