Reincarnation Paradise: The Crucible

In the pavilion, Xu Yue was not surprised when he noticed Qi Zhu's hesitant attitude. It would be child's play if he could learn the secrets of a country and the foundation of a country that have been passed down for thousands of years in just a few words.

Although the identity of the Shadow Assassin is powerful, it can only be used as a stepping stone for peer-to-peer communication, and cannot be used to coerce the other party to hand over the blade of the forging inheritance, otherwise there will be a backlash.

He came here with the intention of communicating, learning, and trading on an equal footing.

"Master Qi Zhu, you can rest assured that I will never forcefully ask for your forging inheritance."

"To be honest, I am also a blacksmith. A large part of the purpose of coming to your country is to communicate and learn from each other."

"After all, my forging heritage and the skills of the Divine Forging Kingdom have many different aspects."

As he spoke, Xu Yue raised his hands, and two flames, one red and one purple, rose up between his hands. The pure golden-red Yang Yan was majestic, like the sun, and the dark purple fire was alluring and mysterious, as if Youquan.

As soon as the two flames came out, the temperature in the pavilion suddenly soared and boiled. The eyes of Qi Zhu opposite him also surged. He stood up from the table and chair. The emotion in his eyes seemed to be hotter than the flame in Xu Yue's hand.

"This golden red flame has such pure firepower, and it contains a trace of the power of the sun. It is extremely high-temperature, and it is the best flame that has refined impurities. It is so fire, so fire."

For a blacksmith, flame and iron are essential elements. Better flames and stronger iron are always what they long for.

Therefore, after seeing the two flames rising, he didn't care whether Xu Yue was a dangerous person or not, and stood up to observe closely.

He first gathered around Pure Yang Yan to look at it carefully, and uttered praises one after another. The golden-red firelight illuminated his cheeks, but at such a close distance, the terrifying temperature of Pure Yang Yan did not even bother his face. There was a little bit of sweat on his face.

Xu Yue, who noticed this scene, narrowed his eyes slightly. The flame resistance of this blacksmith master was probably not much lower than him.

Then, while looking at the pure Yang Yan, Qi Zhu even put a finger into the boiling flames, took it out after counting the breaths, and found that the finger was only slightly black. Xu Yue couldn't help but watch such an action. The corners of his eyes twitched.

Underestimated, this guy's fire resistance is definitely higher than him.

"It actually has the effect of burning out spiritual thoughts. It's not simple."

After looking at the pure Yang Yan on the left, Qi Zhu took a few steps to the right and carefully observed the purple fire on the other palm.

"It's strange. Although it is a flame, it doesn't feel any temperature at all."

"Hmm...this smell? Is this a living thing?!"

In surprise, Qi Zhu took out a small dagger from nowhere and put the blade end of the dagger into the burning fire.

In a moment, most of the dagger had dissolved and turned into a puddle of silver solution suspended above the flames.

Qi Zhu was stunned, threw away half of the broken dagger in his hand, and carefully fished out a puddle of solution from the flames. As he pinched it with his fingers, the puddle of solution began to glow red in his hand, and then was slowly squeezed into pieces. It looks like a flying knife.

The red flying knife took shape in Qi Zhu's hand. He waved his hand, and a small stream of water suddenly flew from the pond not far away, pouring on the flying knife suspended on his fingertips, stirring up a cloud of boiling white mist.

The whole process went smoothly, and Xu Yue who was watching on the side was a little surprised. He could also do what Qi Zhu did just now, but he lacked the effortless and natural charm. Not only did this guy have flame resistance, but his forging level was also higher than He imagined it higher.

On the right front side, the boiling white air disappeared, and the originally fiery red flying knife also turned into bright silver. Qi Zhu stretched out two rough fingers that quietly turned black, pinched the edge of the flying knife and pulled it horizontally. Suddenly golden sparks burst out.

After the finger came away from the edge, a faint blue cold light suddenly bloomed on the flying knife, which looked extremely sharp.

Qi Zhu flicked his fingers, and the flying knife on his fingertips suddenly flew out, turning into a beam of silver light that circled around the rockery in the courtyard, and then flew back to Qi Zhu's hand.

There was a roar in the distance, and I saw that the huge rockery surrounded by silver light had been cleanly broken into two parts. The upper body fell heavily to the ground, and the cross-section was revealing.

After doing all this, Qi Zhu inserted the bright silver flying knife in his hand on the round table beside him, and then looked at the purple fire in Xu Yue's palm again, his eyes full of fanaticism.

"Purify the essence, jump to quality, penetrate the inner force, and also give the metal that is supposed to be dead a trace of spirituality that belongs to living things!"

"Unheard of, unheard of!"

Qi Zhu's tone became more and more passionate, until he suddenly raised his head and looked at Xu Yue in front of him, his eyes seemed to be looking at some rare treasure.

"Your Excellency Xinhuo, as long as you leave a trace of fire, just a trace, any inheritance of the Shen Forging Kingdom, as long as you want it, our whole country is willing to give it with both hands."

Facing Qi Zhu's fanatical eyes, Xu Yue took half a step back, extinguished the flame in his hand, and there was a hint of astonishment in his pupils.

He could understand Qi Zhu's enthusiasm when he saw high-quality flames, but his current attitude was a bit too much. Providing any inheritance to the whole country was not something he could promise casually.

In order to intimidate Qi Zhu to the greatest extent, the fire he summoned was not a weakened version converted by mana, but a natural fire that actually ignited the enemy.

Now it seems that the effect is a bit too good. There may be something special about his innate talent that he is not aware of, and it should be on top of the 'spirituality' that Qi Zhu mentioned.

Looking at Qi Zhu in front of him who was still eagerly waiting for a reply, Xu Yue waved his hand, motioning for him to sit down first, and then spoke.

"The specific matters of the transaction are not urgent for the time being. Master Qi Zhu, please sit down first. What do you mean by spirituality?"

Hearing Xu Yue's words, Qi Zhu took a deep breath to calm down the excitement in his heart, and then slowly sat down. He was nearly fifty years old, and his temperament should have been quite calm, but suddenly he saw such a spiritual thing as eating fire. In the flames of forging the country's national destiny, it is inevitable that some emotions will be agitated and difficult to control.

The two sat back down, and Qi Zhu took a sip of tea to moisten his dry throat. After listening to the inquiry from the other side, he raised his head and looked at Xu Yue with a little more doubt in his eyes.

"Your Excellency Xinhuo, aren't you also a blacksmith? How could..."

Before Qi Zhu finished speaking, Xu Yue knew what the other party was wondering about. The silver solution overflowed from his right hand, and a moment later, Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was two feet tall, appeared in his hand.

Passing the halberd to Qi Zhu on the opposite side, he pointed at the halberd and said:

"The forging technique I learned is not the same system as the method of the Divine Forging Kingdom, so I don't know what is special about the spirituality mentioned by Master Qi Zhu."

"This is also the reason why I came here to exchange and learn from each other."

Qi Zhu took the halberd with both hands. From the way the halberd appeared, he could understand the importance of this weapon to Xu Yue.

After knowing Xu Yuetong's identity as a blacksmith and seeing the flame he owned, his attitude towards this person has changed greatly. He is not regarded as a shadow assassin of the Xuanwu Kingdom, but as a craftsman who communicates with each other.

After quietly listening to the narration from the other side, Qi Zhu nodded solemnly, and then looked at the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand that was two feet long, black and red, wrapped with a dragon on the outside and filled with evil inside.

"A good weapon! It should be used as a killing weapon and a domineering weapon."