flstandardbreds Chapter 119 Heading to Tianshan
Chapter 119 Heading to Tianshan
After the dispute over the head of the Chu family ended, Chu Ying and her group said a simple goodbye to Chu Zhenghong, and then went to the Zheng family's weapon refining building in Qihong City with Old Zheng.
This building was built on the outskirts of Qihong City. It was dozens of meters high. Its black walls looked cold and majestic in the sunlight, like a giant sword piercing the sky.
As you get closer, you can hear the crisp sound of hammers hitting the metal mixed with the low roar of flames.
When the two strong men guarding the door saw Mr. Zheng, they immediately bowed respectfully and welcomed everyone in.
As you step in, a wave of heat hits you in the face, and the air is filled with the smell of burning metal.
Rows of craftsmen toiled away, their hands moving with quick, decisive movements. Some sharpened iron, others smelted it. As the iron slabs spun back and forth on giant grinding wheels, sparks flew like dazzling meteors...
Elder Zheng walked in front, his steps steady and he said to the Xianyun Sect members with some pride, "This is where our Zheng family refines its weapons. Follow me upstairs, and I'll show you the Firefly Sword."
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Zheng led several people to the top floor of the weapon refining building.
"Everything displayed in this room is my work," said Mr. Zheng with a hint of pride. "Although they are not top-notch works, you may want to come in and take a look."
He pushed the door open, revealing a spacious corridor with shelves on both sides. The shelves were filled with weapons of all kinds, including swords, axes, and bows, each of which gleamed brightly.
"It's truly a masterpiece from a noble family."
Everyone walked slowly forward, admiring these exquisite works of art. Old Zheng stopped in front of a small warehouse at the end, opened a wooden door carved with flames, and took out an exquisite mahogany box.
"Everyone, come and look at this." Old Zheng gently placed the mahogany box on the stone platform in the middle, unfastened the gold buckle, and slowly opened the lid.
A long sword gleaming with silver light lay quietly on the velvet cloth.
The sword's blade was slender and flowing, reflecting the faint candlelight from the room like a cold glow beneath the moonlight. The hilt had a unique design, with four translucent gemstones embedded in five evenly spaced inlay holes. Each gem emitted a corresponding faint spiritual light, faintly revealing spiritual patterns of four different attributes on the blade.
“This is my half-finished product.”
Elder Zheng carefully unsheathed his longsword. He raised it, displaying it to the crowd. "A sword with four attributes is already extraordinary. But if we could find a Firefly Crystal and embed it into the final empty space, it would become a true all-attribute spiritual sword, even more powerful. Unfortunately, I can't find it, and I have no idea where the so-called Elf King is."
After saying that, he handed the sword to Yan Chuan.
The moment Yan Chuan took the sword, the sword body immediately made a slight buzzing sound, as if responding to his touch.
Immediately afterwards, the four gems inlaid on the hilt of the sword were instantly lit up, and four rays of light, red, blue, brown and gold, shot out from the gems like living things, turning into thin spiritual threads and wrapping around Yan Chuan's arms.
As the spiritual light circulated, it resonated faintly with the spiritual power in Yan Chuan's body, as if they were responding to each other. Yan Chuan's sleeves fluttered slightly, and the spiritual light swirled around him for a moment before slowly merging into the sword.
Upon seeing this, Elder Zheng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "As expected of a Jindan-stage Five Spiritual Root! The sword recognized its master so quickly! Indeed, let alone Jindan-stage, there are very few Five Spiritual Roots capable of building a foundation in this world. I've given this sword to the right person!"
"Thank you, Mr. Zheng." Yan Chuan responded respectfully and immediately transferred the spirit stones over.
At this moment, a craftsman hurried over and whispered something in Zheng Lao's ear, as if he had something urgent to say. Zheng Lao's expression immediately turned serious. "Everyone, I have something important to do today. I'm sorry I can't keep you company."
"Mr. Zheng, you're joking. We've already bothered you enough by coming here. We should be bothering you."
"By the way, where are you planning to go next? Do you need me to send a carriage to take you there?"
Yan Chuan shook his head: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng, we have our own carriage."
"Well then, little brother Yan, everyone, we will say goodbye today. We will meet again in the future if we are lucky."
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Soon, they packed their luggage and left Qihong City with simple bags, heading for Tianshan.
Along the way, Yan Chuan sat in the car, his eyes fixed on the Firefly Sword in his hand. He said nothing, but his brows revealed a hint of unconcealable joy.
Jiang Yingxue could tell that Yan Chuan really liked this sword. It was just a pity that it was missing one attribute.
"It would be perfect if we could get the Firefly Crystal. I wonder where this Elf King is." Jiang Yingxue murmured.
Hearing this, Yan Chuan looked up at her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if smiling, but he still didn't say anything.
At this moment, a low voice suddenly came from the corner of the carriage: "Actually, I know where the Elf King is."
The voice was as soft as a mosquito's whisper, but it was like a stone dropped into a calm lake, instantly causing ripples. Everyone looked up almost simultaneously, their gazes darting towards the spirit girl huddled in a corner. "You knew!?"
"Hmm..." The spirit girl felt a little uncomfortable under the gazes of several people. She bit her lower lip and nodded as if she had mustered up the courage.
Jiang Yingxue pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized, "That's right, your clan of spirit girls are originally elves! So the Elf King is your king? Is he also in Tianshan?"
The spirit girl nodded, then shook her head: "The Elf King is indeed our king, but she is not in Tianshan, but in Simon Island."
"Simon Island?" Jiang Yingxue frowned. "There's actually a place I haven't heard of."
"Most people haven't heard of it," the spirit girl continued, explaining, "It's an isolated place, an island suspended in the sea of clouds. Not only you humans, but even we elves can't freely land on it. Normally, the floating island is hidden in the sky. Only during annual ceremonies does it briefly open to elves of all races, allowing them to celebrate on the island."
Chu Ying's eyes lit up when she heard this: "That sounds fun. Can we go?"
The spirit girl shook her head. "It's probably impossible. Elves hate humans, and no one has ever been to Simon Island. But I think you are different from others. I'll go talk to our tribe leader. Maybe he can find a solution!"
"One more attribute will give us a better chance of winning the sect competition." Jiang Yingxue looked at the spirit girl with a bright look in her eyes. "Although the clan leader will probably reject us, we thank you for your kindness in advance."
When the spirit girl heard this, she couldn't help but blush: "No...you're welcome."
The carriage continued to drive towards the Tianshan Mountains, and finally, at dawn the next day, they arrived at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.