"Boss John Doe, you're here."
Before Fang Qiu stepped into the courtyard, Long Qiyun greeted him from the attic in the courtyard with a big smile.
"Hmm?"
Fang Qiu was stunned.
Why did this guy also greet He Gaoming's men?
"Don't be in a daze. Come in."
Long Qiyun stepped forward and took Fang Qiu's arm. As they walked to the lobby of the attic, he said, "Last time, He Gaoming brought his men here to play for two days. I heard them all call you boss, so I simply followed suit. After all, this is the age of technology. It's not appropriate to always call me senior, and it's not that intimate."
"Who wants to be intimate with you?"
Fang Qiu immediately rolled his eyes.
"Haha."
Long Qiyun laughed and said, "It was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue."
"You seem to know that I'm coming?"
When they sat down in the attic and Long Qiyun asked the housekeeper to serve tea, Fang Qiu asked curiously.
"I know."
Long Qiyun chuckled and said, "Didn't you just come here before the auction? At that time, you cast ten swords, all of which were Guru Swords. At the auction, all of your Guru Swords were sold at one time. I thought that since these ten swords were gone, you would definitely come again and continue to cast Guru Swords."
"Are you so sure?"
Fang Qiu asked with a smile. "Maybe I'm not short of money?"
"I know."
Long Qiyun chuckled and said, "You're not short of money. What you lack is Heaven Treasure. You're so poor that you can only cast swords!"
Fang Qiu was speechless.
"Which one of your eyes saw that I'm poor?"
"But in fact, I'm not sure."
Long Qiyun took a sip of tea and said, "But I really hope that you can come, because the best swords in the world can only come from our Long family."
Fang Qiu smiled.
He had never cared about this problem, but for Long Qiyun, this was indeed particularly important.
After all, the Long family was a family of swordsmithing.
In order to maintain their Long family's reputation, they needed good swords to walk out of their Long family. Now that it was the era of technology, many of the blacksmithing families that were inferior to the Long family had relied on technological machinery to catch up and surpass them.
Under such circumstances.
The only way for the Long Family to preserve their reputation was to forge better swords, swords that other families could not forge!
In this era, what was the best sword?
Without a doubt.
Guru Sword!
Although it was not personally forged by Long Qiyun, he could at least say that all the Guru Swords came from the Long family.
A simple sentence and a nod from Wu Ming was enough for the Long Family to suppress all the other blacksmithing families that were trying to catch up with them!
"Your Long Family's forging skills are indeed very strong."
Fang Qiu said with a smile and then added, "However, as the young master of the Long family, your cultivation speed is a bit slow. Why are you still at the sixth class now?"
"It's not slow anymore."
Long Qiyun hurriedly shook his head and said, "I'm a forging genius. Martial strength is not my pursuit. It's already very good that I can improve to this level."
"That may be the case, but without sufficient strength, one will not be able to forge a good sword."
Fang Qiu shook his head and said, "Look at your ancestors, your father, your grandfather. Although their strength is not very strong, they are not weak at all."
"I understand what you said."
Long Qiyun nodded and sighed softly. "In fact, our Long Family's forging skills have mentioned that if you want to forge the best sword, you can't just learn the forging skills. You also need to improve your strength while improving your forging skills. However, all my talents are in forging, and I'm really not interested in martial arts."
"Let's go to the backyard with me."
Fang Qiu stood up.
"You want to forge a sword?"
Long Qiyun's eyes flashed.
"Yes."
Fang Qiu nodded and said, "But before I forge the sword, I want to fight with you."
"Ah?"
Long Qiyun was stunned.
Then, he was dragged to the backyard by Fang Qiu reluctantly.
"Use your full strength and have a good fight with me. I won't hold back."
Fang Qiu said.
"But …"
Long Qiyun couldn't react for a moment.
In the end.
Before he finished his words, Fang Qiu directly attacked.
When he saw Long Qiyun just now, Fang Qiu found that Long Qiyun's strength had reached the peak of the sixth-class and was only one step away from the seventh-class. However, Long Qiyun's talent in martial arts was really not strong, so he had not been able to break through. It seemed that he had been stuck at this step for a long time.
It was also because of this that Fang Qiu took the initiative to ask for a fight with Long Qiyun. The purpose was actually to help Long Qiyun break through.
He used his powerful strength to oppress Long Qiyun and force him to show his potential.
As soon as he started, he didn't hold back at all. He directly used his powerful strength to hang Long Qiyun up and beat him.
Long Qiyun was beaten until he kept complaining. He raised his hands to surrender again and again, but Fang Qiu didn't give him a chance at all and kept attacking.
In this case, Long Qiyun felt a tremendous pressure from Fang Qiu.
Knowing that it was useless to admit defeat, he could only try his best to resist Fang Qiu's attack.
In the end.
Over and over again, Long Qiyun finally managed to touch the barrier of the grade-seven Martial Superior after being forced into a desperate situation and breaking through to become a grade-seven Martial Superior!
"I broke through."
The moment he knew that he had broken through, Long Qiyun's eyes widened. He couldn't believe it himself.
"I'm going to forge a sword. Don't let anyone disturb me. You too. Go back and stabilize your realm and strength."
As he said.
Fang Qiu directly entered the underground sword-forging factory.
Long Qiyun also hurried back to cultivate and stabilize his cultivation.
In the sword-forging factory.
Fang Qiu directly began to forge swords without any hesitation.
However, this time, he was not as crazy as the last time. He didn't want to forge more Guru Swords. Last time, it was already earth-shattering that he could forge ten swords.
Moreover, the purpose of the last sword-forging was for the eighth heaven treasure, Dragon Grass. This time, Fang Qiu didn't need so many.
Therefore.
After forging a Guru Sword, Fang Qiu slightly lowered the standard and forged nearly 30 eighth-class swords.
After all of them were cast.
Fang Qiu was going to transfer the money to Long Qiyun according to the price of 500,000 per sword, but Long Qiyun refused.
After all, Fang Qiu helped him break through to the seventh-class, which couldn't be bought with money!
"Why do you forge so many swords?"
In the hall of the attic, Long Qiyun curiously looked at the pile of swords that Fang Qiu had just cast and asked.
"I'm giving it to someone."
Fang Qiu responded and said, "You also have a share. You can choose one."
"Really?"
Long Qiyun was surprised and hurried forward to choose a sword.
Here.
Fang Qiu dialed He Gaoming's number.
"Hello, master?"
The phone was connected in an instant. He Gaoming's voice came.
"The weapons you need are ready. Except for the nine of you, each of you will have one. Take them to Long Qiyun to get them. This is their reward for helping me in Crouching Tiger Mountain."
Fang Qiu said.
"Okay, I'll take them there right away."
He Gaoming responded, and then immediately added, "What do you mean by repaying? You are my master and the boss of all of us. Helping you is what we should do!"
"I'm hanging up."
Fang Qiu responded with a smile and hung up the phone.
When he was casting swords, the reason why he chose to cast eighth-class swords was actually for these people to use.
Originally, with his strength, he could make a Guru Sword for each of them, but the strength of He Gaoming's subordinates was still too weak. It was not appropriate to use Guru Swords now, and he didn't dare to make them too high. After all, Guru Swords were one of the rarest in Wulin. If he really gave them one, it would definitely attract others' attention. It was better to make them little by little. Anyway, he could get them at any time when he needed them!
"This is, an eighth-class sword!"
As soon as Fang Qiu finished the phone call, Long Qiyun's exclamation came and he said, "All of them are eighth-class swords?"
"Yes."
Fang Qiu nodded and said, "I've already informed He Gaoming. He will bring people to get them. Including you, one is just right."
"So it's made for that group of people."
Long Qiyun nodded with understanding, and then immediately said with a smile, "It's really a blessing to be your younger brother. How about you accept me as your younger brother?"
"You're the young master of the Long family! Have some backbone, will you? "
Fang Qiu rolled his eyes at Long Qiyun, then stood up, carrying a wooden box with the Guru Sword on his back, and said, "I'll go first."
After that.
He ignored Long Qiyun, who kept asking him to stay, and went straight to the high-speed railway station.
He bought a ticket to the capital and went straight to the capital.
Fang Qiu clearly remembered.
On the night of the auction, it was the verbal agreement between him and the old guru.
This time, he cast the Guru Sword to fulfill the agreement with the old guru.
When he arrived in the capital.
Fang Qiu didn't waste a minute and went straight to the stone tablet of Chic Cloud Pavilion.
He entered the familiar room.
"It's you?"
In the room, the moment the familiar man behind the counter saw Fang Qiu, he immediately stood up. Then he looked at the wooden box on Fang Qiu's back and seemed to understand something. He immediately laughed and asked, "Mr. John Doe, are you going to entrust us with the auction?"
"No."
Fang Qiu shook his head and said, "I want to see the guru here. He asked me to come to him."
Since he didn't know the man's name, he would just say that he was a guru!
Hearing that.
The man's face changed.
"Well … Please wait a moment. I need to inform someone."
Then.
Fang Qiu was arranged to rest in a room of the Chic Cloud Pavilion Restaurant, waiting for the result.
On the other side, the news was quickly reported to the old man.
Originally.
The staff of the auction house was going to take Fang Qiu to see the old man, but they didn't expect that the old man would take the initiative to see Fang Qiu. Finally, under the guidance of the staff, they came to the room where Fang Qiu was resting.
"Senior."
The old man appeared. Fang Qiu clasped his hands.
"You didn't let me down."
The old man laughed and said, "You're very fast."
"Excuse me."
Fang Qiu responded.
"It seems that you really need the Heaven Treasure."
The old man came forward, took the wooden box from Fang Qiu, and opened it. He took out the Guru Sword that Fang Qiu had just forged. With his eyes shining, he nodded and praised, "Good, good sword, good technique!"
It could be seen that the old man was very happy.
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