At night, in a private room of an ordinary restaurant within the Imperial City.
Feng Jixing and Lin Muyu sat facing each other. Qin Yan and Zhang Wei were also present, drinking gloomily. This was Lin Muyu's first expedition, yet he had become a logistics officer. This was truly distressing, but what could he do? Even if the whole world knew of his suffocation, he would still become the logistics officer as long as the two dukes took the lead.
"Logistics Officer Lin Muyu, I'll drink first as a toast …" Feng Jixing raised his wine cup and said in a bored manner. He then raised his head and drank the wine in his cup.
Lin Muyu also drank the wine and said, "Brother Feng, please don't tease me."
Zhang Wei laughed loudly and lightly slapped the table. "In my opinion, even if you become a logistics officer, Sire Lin Muyu will still be the strongest expert in this expeditionary army. What's there to fear? You'll see on the battlefield. After making great contributions, I'd like to see what reason the two dukes have to obstruct your meteoric rise!"
Feng Jixing muttered to himself for a moment and said, "I heard the composition of the expeditionary army is very responsible. Fifty thousand of them are Min Yulin's old subordinates, another thirty thousand are from Muyu City, and the remaining twenty thousand are from Seven Seas City. In addition to Yu's three thousand supply troops, they've formed a new one hundred thousand strong Yangwei Corps. The name is quite impressive, but I don't know how strong they are."
"Does Brother Feng know Min Yulin?" Lin Muyu asked.
Feng Jixing shook his head. "I've been a commander of the Imperial Guard for less than ten years. When I arrived at the Imperial City, he was already guarding the border at Fire Halberd City, so I've never met him. However, I've heard rumors in the army that this Min Yulin has a pretty good reputation. But you must be careful, Yu. Don't bump into him."
"Why?" Lin Muyu was stunned.
"Even though Min Yulin is now the Divine Might Marquis, he was born a commoner. It's said that he was a basket weaver in his early years. What he hates the most are the descendants of landowning households, those who rely on their bloodline to rise through the ranks. You're the foster son of the former emperor and also Xiao Yin's foster brother, so it's inevitable that Min Yulin will hold a grudge against you."
"Well …" Lin Muyu filled the cup with wine, drank it up, and said, "I don't care so much. Anyway, I'm a grain transport officer. It's hard to say whether I can kill the people of Yihe Country in Lingdong Province with my own hands. Besides, there are only tens of thousands of people of Yihe Country in Lingdong Province. They may not be able to confront the Yangwei Army head-on."
"Yes."
Feng Jixing nodded and said, "I think so too. The power of Yihe Country in Lingbei is declining day by day. Their biggest advantage is the natural stronghold of Qinling. Without Qinling, I'm afraid that the tens of thousands of iron hooves of the Qin Empire would have crushed every inch of Yihe Country's territory."
Zhang Wei grinned and said, "It seems that Lady Lin Muyu will definitely succeed this time!"
"Not necessarily."
Feng Jixing frowned and said, "I always have a premonition that something is wrong. The Lingdong Province is too quiet, so quiet that it's ridiculous. It's reasonable to say that the Yihe Nation should be able to detect it. Moreover … the Yangwei Legion has its own contradictions, and it's not a real unit."
"Why do you say that?" Lin Muyu asked cautiously.
Feng Jixing dipped his hand in some wine, drew a circle on the table, and said, "This is the whole Yangwei Army. Half of them are Min Yulin's men. These 50,000 people are divided into 10,000 Celestial Cavalry Army, 20,000 Iron Infantry Camp, 5,000 Holy Bow Camp, and 15,000 Tomahawk Camp, all of which are commanded by Min Yulin's men. In addition, there are 30,000 soldiers of Twilight Rain City Army, commanded by Su Wentian. Another 20,000 soldiers of Qihai City Army, commanded by Wang Xi. Finally, there are 2,000 soldiers of Spiritual Fire Division and 1,000 soldiers of Holy Palace Army. Yu, do you know how many contradictions there are here?"
Lin Muyu took a deep breath and said, "Duke Lan and Duke Yun don't get along well. I guess Su Wentian and Wang Xi don't get along well, right?"
"That's right."
Feng Jixing said lightly, "The generals under Duke Lan and Duke Yun are all arrogant and unruly. They treat the capital as their own home and make a lot of trouble outside. A few days ago, Su Wentian's son fought with Wang Xi's son. These two families are like fire and water. I'm not afraid of anything else, but I'm afraid that you will be wronged in such a gap."
"Don't worry." Lin Muyu straightened her chest and smiled slightly. "It's a piece of cake. They don't dare to touch me, or I'll deal with them."
"Yes."
Feng Jixing looked at him deeply and said, "This trip won't be very smooth. You've suffered a lot. But Yu, don't worry. As long as I, Feng Jixing, am in the capital, nothing will happen. Her Highness Yin's safety will not be a problem."
"Yes, I know."
"Then, three days later, we will see you off!"
"Good!"
Lin Muyu looked at Feng Jixing's saber and said, "The Windcutter Saber is chipped … Big Brother Feng, give it to me. I'll help you reforge it before I leave Lanyan City!"
"Really?" Feng Jixing was overjoyed. "I thought you forgot."
"Haha, how could that be? I just didn't have a suitable spirit stone to refine my soul. Now that I have it, don't worry. Leave it to me. Tomorrow, I'll send a brand new Windcutter Saber to your residence!"
"Don't send it to my residence. I'll go to the Holy Temple tomorrow morning to get it!"
"Okay!"
… …
That night, according to Lin Muyu's request, Jin Xiaotang sent a pile of Ten Millennia Darksteel and various forging materials to her. No one knew when Lin Muyu would return from the Lingdong Province, so she had to forge a batch of fine weapons to support the Purple Flower Chamber of Commerce first.
Late at night, the Holy Temple's Grand Deacon's office was blazing with light. Streaks of Astral Flames were whistling and spiraling in the Artifact Refining Cauldron. Feng Jixing's Windcutter Saber was placed in the cauldron. The Windcutter Saber itself was made of Ten Millennia Darksteel. Unfortunately, the blacksmith's skills were very ordinary, and he even failed to refine it. Thus, the Windcutter Saber was only a sharp saber, but it couldn't be called a divine weapon.
The Astral Flames quickly melted the saber, and Lin Muyu added a few more pieces of Ten Millennia Darksteel into the cauldron. Then, she used the Astral Flames to refine the impurities in the Darksteel. Streaks of gray starlight slowly rose up, and the Ten Millennia Darksteel was mixed into the molten iron. After nearly two hours of smelting, Lin Muyu had refined the Ten Millennia Darksteel to its most essential state. Only then did she place the Heaven Beast's Spirit Stone into the cauldron.
Refining the Spirit Stone took nearly another hour. Fortunately, Lin Muyu's current cultivation was very high. Otherwise, it would have taken at least three to five hours.
"Roar!"
The Heaven Beast's soul sprang out of the raging flames and tried to devour Lin Muyu. Unfortunately, Lin Muyu let out a soft roar, and the image of a star appeared on the surface of her body. She easily shattered and subdued the beast soul. In the next moment, the golden beast soul turned into rays of light and fell into the molten iron of the Windcutter. Lin Muyu continued to temper the saber and let Lulu redraw the mold for the Windcutter. Then, the mold cooled down.
The entire process lasted for nearly five hours. Finally, a brand new Windcutter appeared in front of her. The blade was repeatedly tempered, and 15 composite edges were forged by Lin Muyu. It could be said to be unprecedentedly exquisite.
"Puchi!"
The moment the saber fell into the water, the entire office was filled with steam. Lin Muyu reached into the water and took out the Windcutter Saber. The blade was glowing, and the soul of the Sky Beast could be faintly seen. It was the soul of a Holy Beast. Without a doubt, this saber could be ranked as a Holy Grade weapon.
"Congratulations, Big Brother!"
Lulu jumped out and said with a smile, "This is a fifth rank sacred rank saber. It is the best weapon Big Brother has ever forged!"
"En, Big Brother Feng will definitely be very satisfied!"
Lin Muyu put the Windcutter to the side and then took out more Ten Thousand Year Darksteel and Thousand Year Darksteel to forge more weapons. This time, she brought back too many spirit stones, and there was still a lot of work to be done.
The next morning, Lin Muyu did not get a wink of sleep. There were 11 new weapons in the office, and the most outstanding one was the Wind Cutter Saber. Next was a seventh level saint grade long saber, forged from a ten thousand years old Fire Thorn Beast's spirit stone. The rest were all Mysterious and Spirit grade weapons. Overall, this saber was enough to be the Purple Flower Chamber of Commerce's most treasured weapon.
"Dong dong dong …"
The sound of knocking and Feng Jixing's voice came from outside, "Great Deacon Yu, Feng Jixing is here. Is my Windcutter done?"
Feng Jixing was too impatient.
"Come in."
Lin Muyu smiled faintly.
Feng Jixing pushed the door open and entered. His handsome face was full of joy, and there was even some dew on his eyebrows. He said with a smile, "Yu, where is Big Brother Feng's weapon?"
"Here."
Lin Muyu raised her hand, and with a swirl of battle energy, she hooked the Windcutter and threw it out.
"Pa!"
Feng Jixing gripped the saber firmly, and he immediately felt a vigorous light attribute energy flowing into his arm. There was even the shadow of a saint beast's soul on the blade. He couldn't help but stare at Lin Muyu in astonishment, "Saint rank?"
"Yes." Lin Muyu nodded.
"Heavens … it's really a saint rank?" Feng Jixing couldn't contain his joy.
Lin Muyu smiled happily, "Do you think I'd lie to you? How is it? It's light, right?"
"It's light, it's light!"
Feng Jixing almost rolled around in joy. He gripped the blade tightly and smiled, "Yu, you've helped Big Brother Feng so much. It seems like I'll have to treat you to a month's worth of drinks."
"Haha."
Lin Muyu said, "We'll talk about this when I come back. I still have some work to do. If Big Brother Feng is free, please help me with something."
"What is it?"
"Go to the Ministry of War and get me 1000 sets of Royal Army armor. The Holy Palace Army doesn't have any suitable armor and can't make it in a short time. There should be enough in the armory. It's not good for me to ask for it. I don't have enough face. Just do me this favor."
"Okay, leave it to me!"
Feng Jixing turned around and left happily.
Lin Muyu continued to forge weapons. There was only one day left before they set off. He didn't have much time left.
However, when he thought about how he was about to leave the Winter Ridge Province and fight with the Yihe Kingdom's army again, he was actually looking forward to it. It was time to end the blood feud!
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