"What's your name?"
Wang Chong asked.
"My name is Tuoba Guiyuan! Gongzi can also be called Zhang Guiyuan! "
Kneeling on the floor, Tuoba Guiyuan said.
"It's him!"
Upon hearing those words, Wang Chong's heart jolted. He stared at the full-bearded brawny man in astonishment. Wang Chong didn't know Tuoba Guiyuan, nor did he have any relationship with him. However, Wang Chong knew of this person.
In his previous life, he was the most famous swordsmith in the Central Plains. He didn't join any power, and even the Zhang, Lu, Cheng, and Huang Clans were rejected by him. This infuriated the clans, and they banded together to blacklist him.
However, with his own capability, he made a name for himself in the capital. As long as the sword he forged was labeled with the name 'Guiyuan', he would be able to sell it at a price even higher than those of the major swordsmithing clans.
Before the catastrophe, he was publicly acknowledged as the number one swordsmith in the Tang dynasty! When the WuZi Steel weapons became famous throughout the world, his greatest achievement was forging the 'Guiyuan Sword', which even the WuZi Steel weapons were unable to break easily. Furthermore, it was forged using ordinary materials.
The only problem was that the forging of the sword required a complicated process and craftsmanship. Even Tuoba Guiyuan wasn't able to forge many of them.
Thereafter, when the catastrophe occurred, Tuoba Guiyuan lost all his chances.
Wang Chong didn't expect that the person kneeling before him would be the number one swordsmith in the world!
Ssss!
Wang Chong took in a deep breath. This was truly an unexpected harvest! It seemed like his auction of the WuZi Steel Sword at the Bluebottle Pavilion and the fight for the title of 'Number One Sword in the World' had not only attracted the attention of the prestigious clans and weapon merchants, it had also attracted the attention of the number one swordsmith in the world.
This was something that Wang Chong couldn't have imagined!
One must know that Tuoba Guiyuan's personality was extremely violent. Just like a herd of wild horses, it was impossible for him to submit to any clan. The fact that many swordsmithing clans were rejected in his previous life was proof of this.
If he hadn't used the hunger marketing method in his previous life to sell his swords at the Bluebottle Pavilion, he would have missed out on the opportunity to meet the future number one swordsmith!
"This is too unexpected! Although I have forged the WuZi Steel Sword, it is based on the memories of my past life and the knowledge of the future. Moreover, forging swords is not my main profession. If there's someone to share the burden with me, that person will be able to share a lot of the burden! "
Wang Chong's heart was in turmoil. He was just about to agree, but he didn't expect that the rewards would be so much more than he expected.
If he had the help of a future top swordsmith, he would be able to carry out a bigger plan. In terms of swordsmithing, Tuoba Guiyuan was the best choice.
"Get up!"
Wang Chong said.
"Young Master, please promise me!"
Tuoba Guiyuan was still kneeling on the ground stubbornly.
"I've already promised you."
Wang Chong said.
"Ah!"
Tuoba Guiyuan lifted his head in shock. Disbelief was written all over his face. All swordsmiths and prestigious clans were extremely secretive about their swordsmithing, and they wouldn't easily divulge their secrets to others.
Tuoba Guiyuan had heard that the Wang Clan was a clan of ministers and generals, and it was even more prestigious than the other swordsmithing clans. It wasn't easy to enter the Wang Clan. Thus, he had already mentally prepared himself that he would have to go through a huge ordeal before he could enter the Wang Clan.
Just that, Tuoba Guiyuan didn't expect it to be so easy. He had only knelt for a moment before agreeing to it. It was so easy that it was unbelievable.
"Is gongzi for real?"
Tuoba Guiyuan still couldn't believe it.
"Of course!"
Wang Chong smiled. He stretched out his hands, intending to help Tuoba Guiyuan up. However, he realized that Tuoba Guiyuan didn't budge at all, as though he was rooted to the ground.
"This fellow is an expert!"
Wang Chong widened his eyes in shock. He possessed an Origin Energy Tier 5 cultivation realm. Even though it wasn't too high, he could easily shatter a boulder with just a jolt.
For him to be unable to help Tuoba Guiyuan kneeling on the ground, it was clear that the other party's strength far surpassed his. However, thinking about it, it was impossible for Tuoba Guiyuan to become the number one swordsmith in the world despite being suppressed by several prestigious swordsmithing clans in his previous life.
"Thank you gongzi, thank you gongzi! As long as gongzi is willing to teach me swordsmithing, I'm willing to serve gongzi for the rest of my life! "
Tuoba Guiyuan wasn't aware of Wang Chong's thoughts. Upon hearing that Wang Chong had agreed to it, Tuoba Guiyuan was delighted. He immediately kowtowed to the other party, and peng peng peng.
Tuoba Guiyuan wasn't someone who would lower his head easily, but that depended on what it was. As long as he could learn the best swordsmithing technique, Tuoba Guiyuan was willing to pay any price.
After kowtowing, Tuoba Guiyuan stood up on his own without Wang Chong's help.
"Shen Hai, go back and report what happened here to Mother."
Wang Chong turned around and said.
Ever since the incident with Yao Guang Yi, his mother had been lax with him. As long as it didn't affect the family, his mother wouldn't interfere in many matters.
"Yes, gongzi."
Shen Hai replied and left.
"Tuoba Guiyuan, since you wish to follow me, you will be a member of the Wang Clan from now on. Meng Long, prepare a side room for him. "
Wang Chong said.
After which, Wang Chong headed for the Ghost Tree District alone. Thus, Jung-son's matter was still a secret and no one knew the truth.
Before there was any progress in this matter, Wang Chong didn't wish for too many people to notice his existence. Thus, he didn't bring Shen Hai, Meng Long, or Tuoba Guiyuan with him.
Wang Chong was extremely careful.
He didn't head straight to the Ghost Tree District. Instead, he strolled around the area and after confirming that no one was tailing him, he headed to the Ghost Tree District stealthily.
A massive locust tree stood at the center of the square and its canopy was spread open like an umbrella.
In this place, the elderly and children were busy entertaining themselves. As such, no one noticed Wang Chong walking among them. Beneath the locust tree, Wang Chong saw the gold-plated chessboard once more.
Thus, Jung-son still didn't appear. However, there was an additional stone on the chessboard. A white stone!
"Little fellow, what's your name?"
Wang Chong looked at the child beside the chessboard and patted his head.
"Un, Dai Jianjian. They call me Jianjian. "
Carrying the locust tree on his back, the little fellow licked a stick of candied hawthorn and replied absent-mindedly.
"Jianjian?"
Wang Chong chuckled. He found this child adorable and was about to compliment him when a thought flashed across his mind. Wang Chong was stunned.
He had heard of this name before!
Back then, when the old servant of the Su Residence told him about the past, he had mentioned this name. So Jung-son rarely accepted disciples in his life. Those who could catch his eye were few and far between.
But in his life, there were still a few who were barely able to catch his eye and almost became his disciples. Although these people were not chosen by So Jung-son in the end, So Jung-son had given them pointers in martial arts, and each of them had achieved great achievements.
This "Dai Jianjian" was one of them.
The Art of God and Demon Obliteration was said to be a mystical art in the world. It was a great art of slaughter, and even Immortals and Buddhas avoided it. It had extremely high requirements for one's innate talent and bone structure.
Most of the time, even if So Jung-son wanted to spread the word, the other party might not be able to cultivate it. Forcefully cultivating would only do more harm than good!
Although Dai Jianjian was not chosen by Old Mister Su due to his lack of talent, he was not accepted into the sect. However, he was the only one that Old Mister Su had taken a liking to and kept by his side, even giving him some pointers on martial arts.
"It's his doorman!"
Wang Chong suddenly came to a realization. The old servant once said that although So Jung-son had never accepted a disciple in his life, he accidentally picked a child and took him in as a doorman.
This child brought So Jung-son a lot of joy in his later years. So Jung-son liked him a lot. But it was a pity that he died together with So Jung-son in that great turmoil.
The child had always treated So Jung-son as his grandfather. During that great turmoil, the old servant once wanted to call him away, but the child hugged So Jung-son's corpse and refused to leave.
In the end, he died together with So Jung-son.
When the old servant recounted the past, tears flowed down his face and he cried bitterly.
Listening by the side, Wang Chong couldn't help but sigh. But Wang Chong did not expect to see him here. Looking at the child who was engrossed in licking the candied haws, Wang Chong's feelings were completely different.
"When that happened, he should only be in his teens!"
Wang Chong thought to himself.
Su Zhengchen was still in the midst of looking for a disciple. Clearly, it was only after suffering many setbacks that he truly noticed this child. Life is short, and many things are discovered after missing them.
Wang Chong suddenly decided to do something to change the fate of So Jung-son and this child.
"Little guy, do something for me!"
"What is it?"
The child raised his head and said absent-mindedly as he continued to eat his candied haws.
"If you can make that old grandpa laugh and make him happy. I will give you a silver ingot every day! "
"Ah!"
The child finally moved his eyes away from the candied haws. He tilted his head and stared at Wang Chong, his eyes wide open. Although he was young, he knew that a silver ingot could buy him a lot of candied haws.
"Really?"
The child said in disbelief.
"Of course."
Wang Chong nodded his head and said seriously, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
So Jung-son was an elder of three dynasties, a god of war, and the number one expert in the army. Although his life was full of legends, it was also full of tragedy!
He had never been happy in his life!
And this sorrow and misfortune, from birth to death, ran through his entire life!
So Jung-son was the descendant of an important minister of the former Sui Dynasty, and he had the bloodline of a princess of the Sui Dynasty. So Jung-son may have made great contributions, but this was the source of his misfortune!
When Su Zhengchen was still a lowly figure, no one had mentioned this bloodline in his body. But when he was at the zenith of his achievements, consecutively defeating the Turks, Ü-Tsang, and Goguryeo, and expanding the borders of the Great Tang to the north of the Yin Mountains, this bloodline immediately became a fatal flaw.
In So Jung-son's life, there were many times when he was falsely accused of plotting a rebellion to overthrow the Tang Dynasty and rebuild the Sui Empire!
In any dynasty, this was a huge taboo!
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