Please show your spirit to our ancestors

Chapter 30 Golden Sword: Why do you treat me like this?
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For a moment, even Chen Xuanmo was a little confused as to what caused the purple mark to explode.

He could only command the Xuan Mo Spirit Sword to tremble slightly, reminding his great-grandson that there might be something fishy about this transaction. The specific reason would probably be up to him to discover himself.

Chen Jingyun, feeling the magic sword in his arms giving him another warning, paused slightly in his action of putting away the magic weapon and couldn't help but become a little more careful.

The purpose of this trip had been achieved, and he did not want to stay any longer, so he bowed to Zheng Lingyun and Su Yuanbai and said, "Miss Lingyun, Senior Yuanbai, please handle the follow-up matters of the poisonous dove. Jingyun has obtained the magic weapon, and he needs to practice it first to familiarize himself with it so that he can prepare for the subsequent sparring battle."

Before Su Yuanbai could speak, Zheng Lingyun spoke first, "Master Jingyun, please go ahead and do your work. I will send someone to keep an eye on this poisonous dove. First, to prevent him from continuing to defraud. Second, if there is any problem with your magic shield, you can always find someone to return it."

Sai Dujiu almost stumbled and fell to death.

In order to calm things down, he contributed all his treasures. He lost a few spirit stones in this round of transactions, but he didn't expect that this young man and young lady would still keep staring at him.

It seems that this trip to Sheshan Market, he has been completely screwed.

Su Yuanbai also blew his beard and glared.

This Jingyun kid is really good at burning bridges after crossing them. He ran away as soon as he got the treasure. I couldn't even accompany him shopping for a while longer.

Besides, what does it mean to let him handle the follow-up matters?

I, Su Yuanbai, was hired to be the shopkeeper of Baibao Pavilion, not to manage the public security of the market town for you three big families!

That’s all.

In view of your extraordinary luck and the fact that you have a sparring mission, I will tolerate you this time.

Thinking of this, Su Yuanbai waved his hands impatiently to indicate that he understood.

Chen Jingyun bowed again to express his gratitude and then left gracefully.

Leave the East Market and come to West Street.

Chen Jingyun did not return to Jintai Tower immediately, but went straight to Qianqian Magical Instrument Repair Shop.

Entered the shop.

The young man was serving two customers. When he saw him come in, he immediately came forward and said respectfully, "Greetings, Master Jingyun."

"Where is Miss Qianqian? Is she still busy in the workshop?" Chen Jingyun asked casually.

Just as the young man was about to open his mouth, he heard a loud thump coming from the workshop, shaking the entire repair shop.

The two customers were startled, looked at each other, and then ran out in panic.

The young man smiled helplessly, "Master Jingyun, you heard it too. Sister Qianqian is so obsessed with research and development that she doesn't even care about the business in the store."

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Chen Jingyun comforted him and walked to the workshop behind the shop with familiarity. "You go ahead and do your work. I'll go check on her."

He quickly reached the workshop and saw Wang Qianqian at a glance.

It was unknown how long she hadn't rested. Her clothes looked a little dirty and torn, and her hair was even more fluffy and messy. At this moment, she was hunched over with her head down, concentrating on using several small scales to mix the material ratios of the small thunder and fire bombs. She kept muttering, "That formula is too general. There is obviously an error in the mixing ratio. I really want to blow that bastard to death~!"

"Miss Qianqian." Chen Jingyun greeted.

"Ah, Master Jingyun is here." Wang Qianqian was obviously startled, and quickly showed a confident smile like the sun, "Don't worry, I have touched the threshold, and this small thunder and fire bomb is about to be successfully trial-produced."

Seeing her like this, Chen Jingyun felt a little distressed for some reason. He softened his tone and forced a smile on his face: "Miss Qianqian, research and development should not be rushed. You should take a break first, take a shower, change clothes, etc."

Wang Qianqian immediately showed a vigilant look: "Chen Jingyun, what do you want to do? You don't have any other intentions, do you? I warn you, I, Wang Qianqian, only sell my art and not my body!" Haha.

Chen Jingyun's mouth twitched. He felt that he really couldn't be friendly to Wang Qianqian, so he immediately said with a cold face: "I'm afraid that you've gone astray. Hurry up and change your brain. Go, melt this sword for me and replace it with some materials."

As he spoke, Chen Jingyun took out the scrap golden sword from his storage bag and threw it directly to Wang Qianqian.

Hearing this familiar tone of disdain, Wang Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief and immediately took the Golden Sword with a relaxed expression on her face: "This sword is quite beautiful. It would be a pity to melt it."

"What's the use of being beautiful? It's just a beautiful exterior with rotten cotton inside." Chen Jingyun sneered, "Hurry up and work, don't dilly-dally."

Chen Jingyun was really afraid that Wang Qianqian would go too far and blow herself up while developing the small thunder and fire bomb, so he gave her something to do to help her relax.

"Okay, okay, sir, you are the big money sponsor and you have the final say on everything. I'll go melt it right away." Wang Qianqian muttered to herself, but her expression was obviously much more relaxed.

After entering the smelting room, she skillfully added some spiritual charcoal into the [Golden Sun Furnace], and the fire became noticeably more vigorous.

"Master Jingyun, where did you get this sword? How come it's rotten inside?" Wang Qianqian asked casually while adjusting the temperature of the Jinyang Furnace.

Chen Jingyun hesitated for a moment, and then recounted what happened today: "This is the situation. This Golden Sword is just a waste product."

Talking more to Wang Qianqian would help her come out of her semi-obsessed state.

"I see. However, this sword is shining with golden light and looks really good." Wang Qianqian said with some regret, "How about, Master Jingyun, you try to refine it. What if it is not so useless?"

Chen Jingyun hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "I just sacrificed the Beast Taming Ring before, and I have to sacrifice the Earth Element Shield later. If I sacrifice this useless thing again, it will consume too much blood and energy in a short period of time. It is not good for my foundation and will also affect the subsequent sparring. What's more, even the stall owner Sai Dujiu admits that this is waste."

"Okay, this sword is yours, you have the final say."

At this time, Wang Qianqian had already adjusted the temperature of the Jinyang Furnace. A scorching breath filled the air, and the entire smelting room was so hot that it was almost unbearable to stay in.

She pinched her fingers in the air, and the top of the Golden Sun Furnace opened halfway, and flames shot out like snakes.

She was not in a hurry. She threw the scrap golden sword in and prepared to close the lid.

It's this moment.

Something strange happened suddenly.

"Buzz~!"

A violent trembling sound was heard, and dazzling golden light burst out from the furnace.

Immediately afterwards, the furnace cover was flipped over with a "clang", and a golden light shot out from the furnace and rushed into the air like lightning.

Chen Jingyun looked carefully and found that what rushed out was actually the golden sword!
"Buzz!"

It seemed as if it was stimulated by something. The sword body trembled violently and made a rhythmic sword sound. The golden light emitted from the sword body was dazzling and blinding, as if it was very angry and felt aggrieved and accusing.

It was as if he was saying, why, why did you melt me? ! !
"Master, be careful."

Wang Qianqian casually pulled out her small flower umbrella, opened it and put up an energy shield, protecting the two of them in the middle to prevent the golden sword from suddenly rising and injuring anyone.

Chen Jingyun was a little dumbfounded.

What on earth is going on with this golden sword? Why did it move on its own all of a sudden and even seem to have some emotions?
This reminded Chen Jingyun of the scene a few days ago when his great grandfather's Xuan Mo Ling Sword automatically chose a master to follow. Could it be that this Jin Mang Sword, like the Xuan Mo Ling Sword, also had a weapon spirit?

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(End of this chapter)