The crowd stopped the two carriages on the street.
The three women got into the last car, while Dongfang Jing and Ren Yuan rode in the first car.
The journey wasn't long, and we soon arrived at the impressive headquarters of the Blacksmiths' Association.
After getting off the carriage, Ren Yuan finally felt the tightness in his chest ease, and inwardly groaned.
In terms of appearance, all three women were like goddesses; anyone would want to take a second look.
But for some reason, especially with that green-haired woman, even though she was just sitting there quietly, Ren Yuan felt the hairs on the back of her head stand on end.
His attitude became increasingly respectful, and as he led the four inside, he introduced them:
"The headquarters building has five floors, and the president's office is on the fifth floor."
Ren Yuan escorted everyone to the stairwell leading from the second to the third floor. He first ran over and whispered a few words to the guard at the stairwell before returning, saying with a touch of humility:
"I am just an apprentice following Master Lou Gao. My status is lowly, so I can only see you all this way. The guards will take you up from here."
"Okay, thank you, sir."
Perhaps Ren Yuan had warned the guards in advance, because the guards were quite polite to them.
The two guards stationed at the entrance to the staircase from the third to the fourth floor were both Soul Saint level experts and Lou Gao's personal disciples.
After hearing the message from the guards below, one of them stepped forward.
"Distinguished guests, I am Silong, a disciple of Master Lou Gao. I've heard you wish to commission my master to forge these items?" he said, clasping his hands in a respectful but not overbearing manner.
"Yes." Dongfang Jing nodded.
"I'm really sorry," Si Long said with a hint of tact. "As you all know, President Lou Gao is one of the three great master craftsmen. He is always focused on studying forging techniques and has many daily affairs. Most of the usual commissions are handled by us disciples who have received his true teachings."
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Jing immediately understood the implied meaning.
It means that Lou Gao disdains to do simple things and only takes on complex, special, and innovative jobs.
Without saying a word, he took out a thick scroll from his soul tool and handed it over: "This is what I'm going to make. If you think you can do it, then I'll give it to you."
Silong carefully took it, his curiosity growing.
He unfolded one end of the scroll and his eyes lit up, but he quickly frowned again.
The image clearly depicts the design of the convertible supercar envisioned by Dongfang Jing.
Silong is a man too, and he was immediately drawn to its cool design at first glance.
But he was completely mesmerized by the intricate and complex structural diagram.
And this is only a small part of the beginning of the scroll.
Silong pinched the edge of the scroll and continued to slowly pull it open to the side. The scroll, which was quite long, was covered with densely packed tiny characters, detailing the specific function of each component in an outrageously meticulous manner.
He felt his head was about to explode, so he quickly and carefully rerolled the scroll and respectfully handed it back to Dongfang Jing.
"I'm truly sorry, this is indeed beyond my capabilities." Si Long shook his head with a wry smile, then his expression turned serious. "But my master is certainly capable of handling this! Gentlemen, please follow me."
The group followed Si Long, passing through several heavy metal doors equipped with ingenious mechanisms.
The group eventually stopped in front of the No. 1 foundry at the deepest part of the room.
Silong stood respectfully by the door and knocked on the metal door.
"Teacher, we have some distinguished guests who would like to ask you to forge something for them."
Before he could finish speaking, he quickly added, afraid of being scolded: "I have also seen your drawings, but I am truly powerless to help you. However, I dare say that you, Master, will be very interested in them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by a series of clicking sounds from the machinery, the heavy, wide iron door slowly slid open to the side.
Behind the door stood a short, stout old man, no more than 1.6 meters tall, with a round belly, protruding ears, small eyes, and a head of messy white hair.
This person is Lou Gao.
Lou Gao's sharp gaze swept quickly over the crowd.
Finally, the gaze fell on Dongfang Jing, who was in the lead, and his small eyes narrowed into slits.
'This kid is accompanied by two Soul Saints, or even Soul Douluos? Perhaps even Title Douluos? They're quite powerful.'
Although he was thinking this to himself, he still spoke rudely: "I am Lou Gao. Kid, what do you want to build? Give me the blueprints."
Dongfang Jing did as instructed and handed over the scroll.
Looking up from the high floor, sure enough, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
He became completely absorbed in it, pondering as he walked back to the foundry, his mind completely captivated by the unprecedented content on the blueprints.
The four followed closely behind, looking around the room with equal curiosity.
Dongfang Jing's gaze fell on the circular platform in the very center.
On the table was an unfinished, thin, garment-like object.
Upon closer inspection, it was realized that this was actually a set of armor.
He unfolded the blueprints spread out on the table and muttered, "Eight Treasures Auspicious Soft Armor. Extended Memory Metal?!"
Hearing his somewhat surprised tone, Lou Gao finally looked up: "Kid, you recognize this?"
"I know a little bit. So, senior, how about this sports car? Can you build it?"
Lou Gao's fingertips tapped unconsciously on the table. After a moment's hesitation, he got straight to the point:
"Kid, tell me honestly, this thing isn't just a pile of iron blocks and sheets. This thing should be a soul tool, right?"
Dongfang Jing smiled slightly. As expected of a master craftsman, it seems he had found the right person.
"Senior, you have a keen eye. This is indeed a soul tool. Since you've almost mastered this memory metal, with your master craftsmanship, building this sports car for me will be a piece of cake."
As he spoke, he pulled out several pieces of metal of different colors from his soul tool, which made Lou Gao's eyes widen in amazement.
"Slab crystal, rutilated quartz, top-grade black iron, blazing gold, and could this be... Cold Heart Iron Essence! It's such a big piece!"
Lou Gao was so shocked that his mouth gaped open, and his eyes were filled with endless longing.
As a master craftsman, what a wonderful thing it would be to be able to forge with such top-quality materials!
"Of course, as for the core array that is the most crucial to driving this soul tool, I have also made preparations."
Dongfang Jing pointed to a clearly defined groove in the center of the sports car's structure on the blueprint.
All you need to do is insert the rare metal engraved with the magic array into it and inject soul power, and the car will start and speed away.
Lou Gao frowned. He'd lived to this age, but he wasn't stupid.
He guessed that this kid in front of him definitely had the method to make soul tools.
To be honest, he wanted it so badly.
This is a lost method for making soul tools on the mainland!
Lou Gao then lowered his voice and said, "I can take the job, and I won't charge you a penny for forging. However, you have to agree to two conditions."
"Why don't you tell me?"
"First, once the sports car is built, my name, Lou Gao, must be engraved in a prominent place on the body! Second, could you please proceed with the production of this soul tool?"
Before he could finish stating his conditions, Dongfang Jing had already shaken his head.
Are you kidding me? Carving someone else's name on your own car? lol
"The first one won't work, and the second one won't work either. But..."
Dongfang Jing changed the subject: "I can give you three blueprints, plus a generous sum of gold soul coins. I swear on my martial soul that the contents of these three blueprints are absolutely unheard of!"
Looking at the three fingers that Dongfang Jing held up, Lou Gao's breathing gradually became heavy.
He had no doubt about Dongfang Jing's words, after all, there was that sports car as a guarantee.
The three blueprints he mentioned are very likely to be rare and extraordinary items!
After a fierce internal struggle, Lou Gao made a decision.
"Alright! Kid, I'll take this job!" He slammed his hand on the workbench, making a few parts jump, and then urged impatiently, "Quick, quick! Bring me the blueprints so I can take a look!"
"Senior is very generous." Dongfang Jing smiled and handed over three pre-printed scrolls.
He then briefly explained, "These three items are respectively called the Silent Sleeve Arrow, the Flying Claw, and the Zhuge Crossbow."
Lou Gao didn't hear a single word of the explanation following the Eastern Mirror.
His entire mind was fixed on those drawings of concealed weapons, as if drawn by a magnet.
For Lou Gao, these three hidden weapons were more precious and rarer than the sports car, due to their ingenious design and bizarre conception.
Why do I say that?
The value of Dongfangjing's supercar lies in its exorbitantly priced materials and its scarcity.
It is essentially a soul tool, since the core magic array has been prepared and rare metals have been gathered.
The rest is simply a matter of forging various parts according to the detailed markings and requirements in the drawings, and then assembling them into shape.
However, the value of this hidden weapon lies in its technical operation, its unbelievable concept, and its amazing practicality.
Even the materials don't need to be any precious metals.
Lou Gao felt as if he had gotten an incredible bargain!
"Kid, did you come up with this hidden weapon yourself?"
"No, that's not it," Dongfang Jing replied frankly. "It's a trophy I got from someone else. But don't worry, apart from him, no one in this world knows how to make this thing. Now the blueprints are yours, and you can make as many as you want in the future."
Lou Gao didn't have any other thoughts after hearing this.
After all, without Dongfang Jing, he couldn't have come up with such an ingenious hidden weapon design even if he racked his brains.
Finally, Lou Gao burst into hearty laughter, patting his chest and guaranteeing:
"Kid, don't worry! Your sports car will be finished in two months at most! My few good-for-nothing disciples, although their skills are not as good as mine, have still learned some of my skills. If we have them lend a hand, the progress will be even faster!"
Dongfang Jing nodded slightly and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Lou Gao: "Then this junior will look forward to it!"
"Haha, no problem, no problem!"
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