Inside a quiet and elegant yard, under a pure white pear tree.
Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his back. His white robe fluttered in the wind and the pear blossoms hung all over his clothes.
His demeanor was warm like jade, just like an immortal.
No matter who saw it, they would not be able to avoid being impressed.
"An interesting world."
Watching the pear blossoms fall, Ling Xian had a faint smile on his lips and his eyes flickered with anticipation.
That was because he had learned about the general situation of this world from the servants these few days through beating around the bush.
This world was named the Black Tortoise Continent. Its energy level was the same as the Planet of Eternal Immortals. However, the lifespan of living beings was not as long as the two worlds.
Because the spiritual energy in the Black Tortoise Continent was weak, it was as if it had been polluted and could not extend one's lifespan.
The place Ling Xian was at right now was named the City of Crafts. Just like its name suggests, it specialized in crafting weapons.
Of course, this was the lowest level of crafting. There were countless cities like this in the Black Tortoise Continent. For one, the land of the Black Tortoise Continent was vast and boundless. For two, craftsmen were the most respected in the Black Tortoise Continent.
It wasn't that alchemists and array masters were not respected. It was just that relatively speaking, craftsmen had a higher status.
Therefore, craftsmen were the most respected in the entire continent. Most cities had the word "craft" in their names.
This city was tightly controlled by three clans. The Su Clan was one of them.
However, other than the Clan Leader, Su Qin, the Su Clan hasn't produced a second high leveled craftsman. Therefore, compared to the other two clans, the Su Clan was a little weaker.
Many people even thought that after the next Gathering of Crafts, the Su Clan would be replaced by other forces.
This was the information Ling Xian had learned. After all, the person he was asking about was a servant and didn't know much. It wasn't convenient for him to ask.
Or else he would raise suspicions.
Don't forget, his current identity was Zhang Junyu. As someone who was born and raised here, how could he not know some basic information?
"Impersonating someone else's identity sure is a headache."
Ling Xian softly sighed. He was in a dilemma. If he was honest with Su Qin, then this person would most likely turn against him.
Plus, he was extremely weak right now. At most, he had the capabilities of the foundational level. If he turned against him, then he would be in danger.
However, if he didn't say anything, it would mean that he would have to carefully disguise himself, which would naturally be quite a headache.
"I'd better hide my identity first. At the very least, I'll have to wait until I've recovered enough to deal with the Su family before I can be honest with Elder Su."
Ling Xian mumbled to himself and decided to continue pretending to be Zhang Junyu.
It couldn't be helped. In his current state, he couldn't withstand any storms.
"Fellow Daoist."
A cold voice suddenly sounded. Su Xiu walked into the courtyard with light steps. It was as if a fairy had descended, extraordinary, beautiful, and enchanting.
This surprised Ling Xian a little.
Because he knew that Su Xiu did not like him and had never appeared in front of him alone. But now, she came alone. Something must have happened.
Ling Xian faintly grinned, "One does not visit without a cause. Sister Su, if you have something to say, just say it."
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Su Xiu stared at Ling Xian in shock, "I'm not asking you to cancel the engagement. I just hope you can tell Grandpa that we can wait a few years before getting married."
"As expected, it's this …"
Ling Xian muttered to himself. He knew Su Xiu was here for this. This was what he was hoping for.
He happily agreed, "Sister Su, do not worry. I will talk to Grandpa."
Hearing this, Su Xiu froze.
Even though she had never met the dead Zhang Junyu, the two of them had been communicating through letters. In the letters, Zhang Junyu did not hide his love for her and mentioned more than once that he wanted to marry her.
Yet now, the "Zhang Junyu" in her eyes had agreed. And in such a painful manner. Why wouldn't she be surprised?
This surprise made her feel like Ling Xian was joking.
Su Xiu's face turned cold, "Brother, I am serious. Please be serious as well."
How am I not serious?
Do I have to think for a long time and make a painful expression to be serious?
Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He wasn't Zhang Junyu and he didn't want to marry Su Xiu.
"Think what you want. I will talk to Grandpa Su. Do not worry." Ling Xian was too lazy to waste any more time with Su Xiu. He turned around and walked into the house.
Seeing this, Su Xiu thought he was sad. She apologized, "Brother Zhang, the Su Clan is in a crisis. I do not want to be tied down by love. Please understand."
Hearing this, Ling Xian was speechless. He had no heart to talk about love with Su Xiu!
"Aye, the Su Clan is in deep water. I really do not have any extra thoughts." Su Xiu softly sighed. Her brows were full of worry.
Ling Xian's heart skipped a beat. "I wonder what kind of crisis the Su Clan is facing. Can I help?"
"Brother, just focus on healing."
Su Xiu glanced at Ling Xian. She didn't look down on him, but it was obvious that she didn't think he could help.
"Tell me about the Su Clan's crisis. Even if I cannot help, I can at least give you some ideas." Ling Xian softly grinned. He wanted to help the Su Clan.
Even though the Su Clan only saved him because they mistook him for Zhang Junyu, no matter what, the Su Clan saved his life.
Therefore, Ling Xian wanted to repay this kindness.
"There is no other way. We can only use our crafting skills to speak."
"Every 50 years, the City of Crafts hosts a Crafting Competition. All participants must be of the younger generation. In the end, the competition uses the rankings to determine the three rulers of the City of Crafts. "
"In other words, only by getting into the top three can the Su Clan maintain its current status."
Su Xiu exhaled deeply and continued, "I have already asked around. In this generation, there are three people who have reached the advanced level. I am still a step away from that level."
"In other words, if you cannot break through to the advanced level before the competition, the Su Clan will lose its position as the ruler of the City of Crafts."
Ling Xian softly grinned, "Right?"
"That's right."
Su Xiu's expression was bitter. But when she saw Ling Xian's smile, her bitterness turned into coldness, "Brother, you are smiling very happily. Could it be that you want the Su Clan to lose its position as the ruler of the City of Crafts?"
"Of course not."
Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was smiling not because he wanted the Su Clan to lose its current position, but because he didn't think it was a crisis.
Don't forget, he was a master craftsman and he had inherited the inheritance from the Pioneer of Crafts!
"What is that?"
Su Xiu's eyes were cold. The way she looked at Ling Xian was full of disgust, "To save you, Grandpa used the Snow Ginseng to prolong his life. Yet you want the Su Clan to lose its position as the ruler of the City of Crafts. What an ungrateful person."
Hearing this, Ling Xian was speechless. He was too lazy to explain. He casually drew a strange pattern in the air.
After that, he strode back into the house, leaving behind a sentence that Su Xiu found laughable. The sentence slowly echoed in the house.
"Once you comprehend this diagram thoroughly, you will be able to reach the level of Advanced Refiner."
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