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In order to become a big family in Huaxia and stand at the peak, one had to have a strong foundation.
What was a foundation?
A family's power, money, resources, connections, talent reserves, and so on were all factors that measured whether a family was strong or not.
However, these were undoubtedly superficial. If they only had these, they would at most be the kind of aristocratic family that the world was familiar with in the eyes of ordinary people.
In short, it was the kind of family that ordinary people often saw through television, the internet, newspapers, radio, and so on. They often argued about their affairs and crazily flooded the internet.
However, in Huaxia, there was an old saying that went, "The real man does not show his face."
Truly powerful people could not be seen in the media. They controlled everything in the dark, manipulated everything, and enjoyed everything. However, ordinary people did not know about them.
Those who often appeared in the media were at most their spokespeople, the executors of their orders and wills. The real game was under the water.
The real foundation of a big family in the secular world was not power, money, connections, and so on. It was something else.
The number of experts in the family, the resources that the family controlled, and the various material reserves of the family … These were the real foundation of a big family in the secular world!
Among all the foundations, talents were naturally the most important. However, other things were also very important. For example, the weapon workshop.
Each of the seven big families in the capital had their own weapon workshop. They used their own craftsmen, combined with the ancient craftsmanship passed down by their ancestors, and the most sophisticated modern science and technology, to create weapons suitable for the ancient martial arts experts of their own families.
Otherwise, where did the weapons in the hands of the Houtian and Xiantian experts of these clans come from? Could it be that the wind blew them here?
Now, Ling Yun had already followed Cui Lao through the small broken door with the warning, "Restricted Workshop, Unauthorized Persons Not Allowed." They entered a quiet courtyard. Then, he watched as Cui Lao entered a complicated password on a seemingly old secret door. The secret door opened, and the two of them entered an absolutely sealed secret factory.
The factory was very big, at least the size of a standard football field. It was hot inside, but it had very good ventilation.
There was a whole new world inside! It was definitely a whole new world!
"Who would have thought … Who would have thought …"
Looking at the various furnaces and advanced weapon production lines, as well as the molds for swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks, Ling Yun was shocked!
At this moment, everyone in the secret workshop was busy with their own work. Yells and clangs could be heard constantly. Some of them were busy testing the properties of metals; some were busy melting some steels and metals; some were even bare-chested. It seemed that the arrival of Zhang Tie and Zhang Tie didn't arouse the attention of these people.
"Young Master, this is the weaponry workshop of our Ling Family. The original workshop was more than ten times bigger than this. It's a pity that it was taken over by the Ye Family …" Cui Lao said to Ling Yun through telepathy.
"Ye Family?" Ling Yun frowned slightly. Indeed, a dog that bites does not bark. The Ye Clan had been concealing their strength and biding their time, but their foundation was definitely unimaginably strong.
An old man in his forties walked over. He was crippled, and his left leg was broken at the knee. Ling Yun could see that he was in the middle of Houtian Realm Level Seven. Just like Cui Lao, he had old injuries on his body and damaged meridians.
Cui Lao smiled and sent a telepathic message to Ling Yun. "This is one of the nine remaining Men of Sacrifice after the tragic battle of the Ling Family. His left leg was cut off in that battle. Young Master, you can call him Ling Seventeen."
"Ling Seventeen greets Cui Lao. May I know what weapon Cui Lao is looking for?"
Ling Seventeen's face was old, and his eyes were dull. He looked very ordinary as he limped over to Cui Lao.
Cui Lao smiled slightly. "Bring me to the place where bows are made …"
Ling Seventeen looked up silently at Ling Yun, but he didn't say anything. He turned around and walked away.
Ling Yun didn't say anything as he followed Ling Seventeen silently. Soon, they came to a corner of the weaponry workshop and saw the mold for making longbows.
Ling Yun didn't need any advanced technology or trouble to make a bow. He only needed a smelting furnace and a suitable mold.
He only needed to make the bow and arrows. Ling Yun's bowstring was ready-made — the Golden Black Devilish Silkworm Rope.
Ling Seventeen brought the two of them to a row of longbows. There were all kinds of bows, long bows, short bows, and composite bows. They were neatly arranged.
"These bows are ready-made, and they have a draw weight ranging from fifty to five hundred kilograms. What kind of bow does Cui Lao want?" Ling Seventeen looked at the bows and seemed to recall the two hundred Men of Sacrifice from eighteen years ago. He pursed his lips tightly, and his voice was a little agitated.
"These bows are too light, I want to make one myself …" Ling Yun finally said.
"Uh …" Ling Seventeen was slightly stunned, and a trace of shock appeared in his eyes. He didn't know who the youth in front of him was, and he couldn't ask Cui Lao. However, from Ling Yun's face, he knew that this youth was definitely a descendant of the Ling Family.
Since when did the Ling Family have such a descendant who couldn't even be bothered with a bow that weighed five hundred kilograms?
One had to be at least at Xiantian Realm Level One in order to draw and use a bow that weighed five hundred kilograms easily.
Ling Seventeen knew that before this, only Ling Lie, Ling Zhen, and Cui Lao could barely achieve this.
"Make it yourself?" Ling Seventeen repeated.
"That's right, I'll make it myself. However, I don't know how to use these electrical equipment, so I need professional help …"
"When do you want to make it?"
"Now …" Ling Yun came to the bow mold that was one and a half meters long and smiled.
Ling Yun didn't expect the Ling Family to have such a treasure. This way, it would be much more convenient to make bows and arrows, and it would also be convenient for Ling Yun's future forging.
Ling Yun sent a telepathic message to Cui Lao. "Is this Ling Seventeen trustworthy?"
Cui Lao nodded hurriedly. "Young Master, the nine Men of Sacrifice of the Ling Family are all trustworthy. They only take orders from the Old Master, and even your uncle can't directly order them."
That was enough. Ling Yun turned to Ling Seventeen and smiled at him. Then, he said, "I need some things, so I'll set them up first …"
Soon, Ling Yun got Cui Lao and Ling Seventeen's help to get some ready-made steel ingots and iron pieces. Of course, there were still thirty-six of them. He quickly set up an Armillary Sphere Maze Formation at the place where the longbow was made.
With the furnace and mold, Ling Yun still needed some secret techniques during the production process, and he also needed to use the spatial ring. Of course, he didn't want too many people to see it.
"This …"
After Ling Yun finished setting up the Armillary Sphere Maze Formation, he isolated this corner of the weapon workshop. This scene stunned Cui Lao and Ling Seventeen!
"This is called the Armillary Sphere Maze Formation …" Ling Yun didn't hide it from the two of them.
Ling Seventeen looked at Ling Yun in shock. He didn't know what to say. He didn't even hear Ling Yun ask him to get help.
Cui Lao patted Ling Seventeen's shoulder lightly. "This is the biological son of our Ling Family's Third Young Master, Ling Yun. Our Young Master is back!"
Ling Seventeen's body trembled violently, and his eyes emitted a terrifying light. He threw away the walking stick in his hand, knelt on the ground with a thud, and kowtowed to Ling Yun!
"Ling Seventeen of the Ling Family, Ling Seventeen, did not know that Young Master had returned. I, Ling Seventeen, pay my respects to Young Master!"
Ling Yun accepted Ling Seventeen's bow calmly. He stared at Ling Seventeen for a while and sighed lightly. "Get up. Back then, you risked your life to protect the Ling Family and fought for my parents. You were seriously injured and disabled. I don't even have the time to thank you, so how could you deserve to die?"
"Protecting the Ling Family is my duty, and I won't regret it. Young Master, please don't worry about it!"
Ling Seventeen's body trembled with excitement, and even his voice trembled. He never imagined that the child in the belly of the Devil Sect's Holy Virgin would grow up and return to the Ling Family!
"Get up. I urgently need to make a longbow now. Find someone to help me!"
Ling Yun said with a smile.
"If Young Master doesn't mind my clumsiness, I, Ling Seventeen, am willing to help Young Master personally!" Ling Seventeen was still kneeling on the ground, unwilling to get up.
"Alright, but don't kneel anymore. Let's start now!"
Ling Seventeen's arm lightly slapped the ground, and his body immediately flew up and stood firmly on the ground with only one leg.
Ling Yun personally took Ling Seventeen's walking stick from the ground and solemnly handed it to Ling Seventeen. Ling Seventeen was so touched that he couldn't believe his eyes. His teeth trembled, and he repeatedly said that he didn't dare to do so.
The Ling Family's Young Master, Ling Hao, had been here more than once, but he had never done this before. How could Ling Seventeen not be touched?
After recovering from his serious injuries, Ling Seventeen had been in charge of the Ling Family's Weapon Workshop for eighteen years because of the inconvenience of one leg. Naturally, he was exceptionally familiar with everything here. With his and Cui Lao's help, Ling Yun began to make his own golden bow.
Pulling up the switch, Ling Yun took out two gold bricks and directly threw them into the furnace to melt the gold.
When the gold had completely melted into liquid, he opened the furnace and let the golden water flow into the mold of the longbow. Once everything was ready, he began to cool it down.
When the cooling was almost complete, Ling Yun took out the Dragon Vein Sword and used the sharp tip of the sword to carve some Space Formations on the longbow.
With these Space Formations, when Ling Yun nocked the arrow, pulled the bow fully, and released it, the speed of the arrow would be several times faster than an ordinary arrow!
When the golden water completely cooled down to room temperature, the body of the golden bow was completed. Ling Yun took the bow out of the mold and took out a Golden Black Devilish Silkworm Rope that was as thick as a hemp thread.
The bow was slightly bent, and both ends were tied properly. When he released it, the bowstring was pulled taut, and a one-and-a-half-meter-long golden bow was completed in an instant! (To be continued.)
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