After Lei Qian left, he saw a disciple of the Lightning Tribe waiting for him on the veranda leading out of Maoqing Mountain.
When he saw Lei Qian come out, the disciple reported to him that someone had challenged Lin Qian.
After hearing the disciple's report, Lei Qian returned to Maoqing Mountain with a strange expression and told Lin Qian what had happened.
"Haha, didn't you just say that challenging me was courting death? Isn't there someone courting death now?" Lin Qian laughed out loud as he looked at Lei Qian who had returned.
Lei Qian shook his head lightly and said to Lin Qian, "Because the disciple who challenged you has some ability."
"Oh?" Lin Qian was curious when he heard Lei Qian's words.
"This disciple is called Ding Zhirong. Back when he was in the outer sect, he was number one.
"After breaking through to the Nirvana realm and becoming an inner sect disciple, he rarely showed his face in the sect. This was because he was crazy about accepting sect missions, usually taking three or four at a time.
"After completing a mission, he would return to the sect and hand it in. He wouldn't stay for long and would accept a new mission before leaving the sect again.
"No one knows how strong Ding Zhirong is, but he was able to suppress Zhao Haiming back in the outer sect. His true strength is definitely not weak now."
Lin Qian nodded silently after Lei Qian finished. This Ding Zhirong was probably a disciple who crazily accepted sect missions to train himself.
And Zhao Haiming was currently the number one disciple in the inner sect. He was very strong.
Back in the outer sect, only Zhao Haiming could compete with Ding Zhirong, and the two had fought countless times.
However, Zhao Haiming lost more than he won against Ding Zhirong and was constantly suppressed.
There was even a saying in the Wanxiang Sect that if Ding Zhirong often stayed in the sect and participated in the competition, he would probably be the number one disciple and Zhao Haiming would only be number two.
"It seems that this Ding Zhirong is very confident in his own strength." Lin Qian nodded with a smile.
It was obvious that this Ding Zhirong thought highly of his strength and was even stronger than Zhao Haiming.
Since that was the case, why should he be afraid of Lin Qian?
"No matter how strong Ding Zhirong is, it's impossible for him to defeat Boss." Lei Qian looked at Lin Qian with certainty.
When Lin Qian saw Lei Qian's expression, he found it funny. "Why? Are you so sure?"
"Boss, I know exactly how strong you are." Speaking up to this point, Lei Qian revealed a sorrowful expression, "You're simply not someone that ordinary cultivators of the same cultivation realm can contend against. I dare say that no one among the geniuses of the Linhai Province's younger generation can contend against you."
"Lei Qian, you little brat. You actually know how to flatter." Wei Wushuang, who was also sitting at the stone table, scolded Lei Qian with a smile.
"Master, your words are wrong. Lei Qian is speaking the truth. How is this flattery?" Lin Qian hurriedly refuted after Wei Wushuang finished speaking.
"…"
According to the news brought by the disciples of the Rapid Thunder Division, Ding Zhirong's challenge to Lin Qian was set for the next day at the ninth stage of the competition grounds.
The time was the same as Liu Ming's challenge to Lin Qian. It was set for noon.
According to the rules set by Qin Wushuang, those who were challenged had to go. Otherwise, the spot would belong to Ding Zhirong.
With regards to Ding Zhirong's challenge, Lin Qian did not take it to heart. He was extremely confident in his own strength.
However, Lin Qian would not lower his guard. No matter what kind of enemy he faced, he could not let down his guard.
This was also something that Wei Wushuang constantly reminded him of.
Because Wei Wushuang had been poisoned and was on the verge of death, it just so happened that he had lowered his guard against an insignificant figure. He did not take it to heart and instead failed miserably at such an easy task.
This time, Lei Qian really left Mount Maoqing and returned to his residence. Wei Wushuang also returned to his room and began to cultivate.
In Lin Qian's room, there was only the upgrading puppet.
As for Lin Qian himself, he had already returned to the Hua Xia Empire. He had teleported to another huge city outside the capital.
Compared to the majestic and magnificent capital, the city that Lin Qian had arrived at was filled with a fiery aura and incessant clanging sounds.
The entire city was made of metal, and incomparably dense mechanical parts were scattered throughout the city.
Entering the city, as far as the eye could see, there were two meter tall, muscular men walking back and forth. They wore specially made leather clothes with a large number of pockets that contained all kinds of tools.
The Ministry of Heavenly Works could be said to be the brain of the Hua Xia Empire. There were numerous Scribes all over the planet that maintained the empire's operations, maintenance of formations, and scientific research.
And the Ministry of Fire Works was the hands that completed the Ministry of Heavenly Works's research. Whether it was generals or soldiers, the equipment and weapons they used were all completed by the Ministry of Fire Works.
The Fire Works City where Lin Qian was currently located was the headquarters of the Ministry of Fire Works.
Walking on the streets of Fire Works City, Lin Qian looked around. The entire city was full of vitality. When the craftsmen saw Lin Qian's arrival, they all bowed and saluted him.
At this time, Lin Qian also smiled and gestured for them to rise.
The soldiers of the Hua Xia Empire only had artificial intelligence and emotions. They could barely be considered half lives.
However, the Scribes of the Ministry of Heavenly Works and the craftsmen of the Ministry of Fire Works were like the generals. They had real lives.
Lin Qian didn't teleport. He carefully felt the atmosphere of iron and fire in the Ministry of Fire Works, as well as the vitality that he had never felt in the game in his previous life.
In the game, the Ministry of Fire Works was just a sophisticated machine. The craftsmen would only follow the settings of the program and complete the construction instructions given by Lin Qian.
Even with the fatigue system, it was just a bubble that appeared above the head of the craftsmen and a line of text.
But now, the tired craftsmen would set up wooden tables and wipe their sweat in the workshop, resting and chatting. They would even drink and chat over appetizers.
Seeing this, Lin Qian couldn't help but step into the craftsmen's workshop. The startled craftsmen immediately stood up. "Your Majesty!"
"Come, come, come. Sit down and drink with me." While speaking, Lin Qian smiled as he picked up the wine bowls on the table and forced the craftsmen to sit with him.
The craftsmen, who were overwhelmed by the favor, maintained their respect and carefully chatted with Lin Qian.
But not long after, Lin Qian, the emperor who had decreed that he wouldn't call himself 'Your Majesty', made these tall and strong craftsmen less reserved.
"It's been hard on you to complete the elemental tools and soul tools for the empire's army," Lin Qian said as he raised the wine bowls to the craftsmen and drained them in one gulp.
The craftsmen hurriedly raised their wine bowls and drained them in one gulp.
"Your Majesty, what are you saying? Our Hua Xia Empire has undergone earth-shattering changes after coming to this strange world. Something called soul power has appeared in our bodies, and the empire's army has also changed."
"The elemental tools and soul tools researched by the Ministry of Heavenly Works must be forged as soon as possible to replace the equipment of the entire army. Otherwise, when Your Majesty goes to war in the future, won't others laugh at our Ministry of Fire Works if your soldiers don't have weapons and armor? "
"Smelting and recasting old weapons and armor can actually save a lot of time. Listen to the Prime Minister, Your Majesty doesn't need the army's help recently, and our task isn't that heavy."
After listening to the craftsmen, Lin Qian smiled and nodded. After expressing his condolences, he stood up and waved goodbye.
"Now we have something to brag about. Let's sit and drink with Your Majesty."
"That's right. Those fellows are probably going to envy us to death."
Naturally, Lin Qian didn't know about the conversation between the ecstatic craftsmen after he left. He had already teleported to the north of Fire Works City.
Compared to the scorching hot atmosphere and the sound of metal colliding and exploding in the south, the north was much quieter.
Walking into a mansion made up of luxurious pavilions and courtyards, a group of female workers immediately gathered in front of Lin Qian. They bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
"No need for formalities, rise." Lin Qian motioned with a hand.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Has the gift for the Empress been completed?" Then, Lin Qian asked with a smile. This was the purpose of his trip.
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