Above Destiny

Chapter 808 Let's Make Friends
Inside the Celestial Pivot, there is a room that no detector can find.

The gramophone played soft jazz tunes, so pleasant to the ear.

Amidst the classical and luxurious decor, Ji Jue lay on the bed, feeling weak all over and almost unable to move. As the gramophone played, black smoke continued to billow from his body.

treatment.

Strands of black ash mixed with emerald flames rose from Ji Jue's body and adhered to the record, gradually making the melody sharp and eerie. The soothing singing became shrill and piercing, and the record could no longer be played.

The staff member standing by was wearing full protective gear. He carefully picked up the tools, clamped the damaged record, and put it into a special sealed container.

The stagnation and decay have been largely removed.

After the phonograph lost its record, it started playing automatically, causing the listener to feel dizzy and disoriented, and thick blood began to seep out of the phonograph.

The association's guards rushed forward and hurriedly put protective gear on the phonograph, removed the probes, and carefully put them away.

"The first phase of treatment ends here. We'll come back in four hours."

The master physician in charge of the treatment glanced at the report in his hand and smiled slightly at Ji Jue: "You can rest now. You may feel a little dazed right now, but it's normal, so don't worry."

"Ah. Oh, okay, I understand."

Ji Jue nodded somewhat hesitantly, and the crowd immediately left, gently closing the door behind them. After a long while, he finally came back to his senses, which felt like the afterglow of a long sleep.

Noticing the damage to its body, riddled with cracks, it still maintains its reborn form, looking more like a wrecked machine, appearing so tragically damaged.

In fact, the situation is better than ever before.

Compared to the corrosive and materialized decay, these damages were merely insignificant signs, and after the three-phase alchemy had been applied twice, they were immediately restored to their original state.

In fact, even the erosion and materialization caused by stagnation and decay are not problems, but he didn't dare to say it...

The achievement of winning ten battles out of ten earned him the undisputed treatment of a hero.

Gustav received his medal on the battlefield, witnessed by the entire association and the Deep. From genius to power, from promising talent to true mastery.

From an Ember Chosen with less than two years of craftsmanship license, he rose to become a master craftsman, the crown jewel of countless artisans.

It is foreseeable that it will only be a matter of time before his name becomes famous.

From now on, every colleague who sees him must bow and address him as Master Ji, including Lou Feng.

In fact, to remove the stagnant and corrupting substances from Ji Jue's body, Gustav directly authorized the mobilization of the sealed and hidden Tiangong, sparing no expense to extract many of the residues.

You should know that there are countless craftsmen in the association who are trapped by the materialization mutation, but there was not a single word about this thing before.

Just by looking at the fact that an application requires the signatures of three board members to be approved, you can tell how precious it is.

The result was that it was wasted on myself.

What a waste.

The work of nature has been wasted, and so has the essence of the great calamity.

Although the Demon Reflection in the Rift has been almost overloaded with food, it doesn't stop it from being kept as a snack later, right?

This massive exodus, which may seem disastrous, actually resulted in huge profits.

That's why killing your competitors is the best shortcut to progress. Just the good products and even masterpieces that were shattered by the Disintegration Technique were almost enough to make Ji Jue vomit.

For the first time, I felt like I couldn't eat.

He thoroughly enjoyed this wave of lingering decay and decay, taking and eating as much as he could, and even packed up what he couldn't finish.

I'll eat slowly and leisurely from now on!

However, the only drawback is that despite consuming so many experience packs and learning countless miscellaneous inheritances, the level is still not increasing.
The transcendental rank remained unshaken.

Before coming here, I was almost there; after coming here, I'm still almost there. I've eaten so much, but nothing has changed. Surely I haven't eaten enough?
Or would you like to eat some more?
“...My darling, my darling.”

Ji Jue lay sprawled on the bed, taking stock of his spoils. Among the pile of items, he pulled out a gleaming gold ring, and felt as if his eyes were being illuminated.
"I'm in my early twenties and I've made hundreds of treasures, how could I possibly have one of them?"

In the palm of his hand lay Siegfried's Ring, forged from molten gold, its faint glow mingling with a fragrant aroma, so alluring…

Even though the divine craftsmanship is dim and on the verge of collapse, it did not respond to craftsmen like Ji Jue who were outside the established tradition and could not pass the internal certification. However, this did not diminish its value as an experience gift pack.

With one bite, the inheritance of the Seed of Heroes or even the spirituality of the Shadow of the Sage of the past might be within reach, provided that one doesn't care about the reputation of the Northwind Workshop or even the North being locked in indifference forever.

Even if Ji Juezhen were to break, Huang Xu would have nothing to say. After all, something you lost has changed hands several times before being picked up by someone else, so there's no reason for it to be returned for nothing.

It's just too much of a pity.

Ji Jue sighed softly and finally put the oily ring he had been holding back on the table.

No need, we won't miss out on this.

Besides... Master craftsman, you wouldn't want the North Wind's masterpiece to be lost, would you?

And so, it was as if the north wind that longed for you had finally reached Tian Shu.

A knock came at the door.

"Please come in."

Suddenly, the burly craftsman, his bald head covered in tattoos and his golden beard reappeared outside the door, carrying two fruit baskets in his fists as big as earthenware pots.

His usually cold and gloomy face twitched as if he had suffered a stroke, and he managed to force out a weak smile.

They came to their door and got ripped off. "You're so late, master craftsman."

Ji Jue laughed, "Since you're already here, why bring anything?"

Are you about to start barking again?
Yellow Beard rolled his eyes, but before he could finish rolling them, his gaze was fixed on the table, looking half-open and a little creepy.

If he were to stick out his tongue and make a V-sign, it might leave Ji Jue with a lifelong psychological trauma.

There was nothing he could do; he didn't want to either.

But who would have thought that Siegfried's Ring would be simply thrown on the table by this scoundrel, without even a tray?

Seeing that the inherited craftsmanship was intact, Huang Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body unconsciously relaxed.

He was genuinely worried that Ji Jue, that bastard, would starve!

Just as he was feeling relieved, he saw Ji Jue grinning at him with a bright smile.

His body, which had just relaxed, immediately tensed up again, and he wanted to curse a Northern swear word.

It was as if a gleaming blade was coming straight at your head, and you had nowhere to hide but to force a smile and go for the bastard to hack away.

In the past, he might have wanted to delay and struggle for a while longer, putting on a show. But now, at this critical juncture, with that bastard Ji Jue looking like he was about to go out and have some fun at any moment, he didn't dare to dawdle any longer.

If you're going to die, wait until you take the stuff out. Now, just tell me how much you want!
"I left a bit early, so I don't know how things went after that."

Ji Jue asked, "How was the battle today?"

"There were wins and losses, but you stole all the limelight."

Huang Xu sat down, sighed, and got straight to the point: "No need for pleasantries, Ji Jue. You should know my purpose. There's no need to test me. I have brought the permission and authorization from the Master Craftsman and the Grand Commander."

"Please speak," Ji Jue nodded.

"There are two options for North Wind."

Huang Xu stated bluntly, "The first requirement is the Grand Commander's permission."

He paused, his expression twitching slightly, but he finally forced himself to look away from the ring, sighing helplessly, "This thing can be given to you. Besides, the inherited knowledge and other related technologies can also be given to you..."

"What?"

Before Huang Xu could finish speaking, Ji Jue was speechless, dumbfounded.

No, buddy!
I called you "bro" and you actually gave it to me? Aren't you Northerners a little too generous?!
"There are conditions."

Huang Xu said, "You can join the North Wind Workshop, even if you are not officially part of the organization. The skills and traditions must not be passed on to outsiders. After you die, we will welcome back the Heroic Craftsmen once again."

Ji Jue fell silent immediately.

Huang Xu didn't speak again. After a long while, a regretful sigh was heard.

"Let's choose another one."

He said, "It's really inappropriate."

indeed.

Seeing that he refused, Huang Xu breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression softened considerably.

Even though he knew that the Grand Commander was gambling on Ji Jue's future rise to become a strong ally of Beifeng, he was also gambling that Ji Jue would not make any mistakes that would bring disaster to Beifeng and even the Northern Territory!

Doesn't the North Wind fear that Ji Jue will usurp its position and replace it with someone else? Doesn't the North Territory fear that the Federation's influence will reach into its heart through Ji Jue?

Sometimes cooperation can be mutually beneficial, but the premise is that the two sides should keep their distance beforehand and not get entangled in everything.

“In that case, I have another suggestion,” Ji Jue suddenly said.

He paused for a moment, looked at the table, and smiled indifferently: "I don't value it that much. You can take it back; consider it a gesture of friendship."

"..."

For a moment, Huang Xu was overjoyed and almost agreed immediately, but soon, he hesitated and stopped himself from speaking.

In the end, I could only sigh with self-deprecation:
"You should choose another one."

North Wind is renowned in the association and throughout the world, but his reputation is also mixed. His vindictiveness, cunning, and treacherous nature need no further explanation.

But some things can be said and then ignored, while others should never be said lightly.

In that case, the favors owed would be enormous.

If Ji Jue comes to collect this favor in the future, how will Bei Feng deal with it?

If they are friends, then you should go through fire and water without hesitation.

Does he dare?
Would he dare to gamble away the entire workshop and even the North?

Today, Ji Jue is not even a person, but in every sense of the word. He represents the maritime military industry, coastal industry, and coastal technology, from Haizhou to Zhongtu and then to Qicheng... Not to mention the craftsman's instinct to create trouble. If Ji Jue really intended to create trouble, he dared not even think about how much chaos he could cause.

But just as he struggled to speak, he heard Ji Jue's voice: "I'm not referring to the North Wind, but to you."

For a moment, he was dumbfounded and instinctively stood up.

Looking at Ji Jue, he was speechless.

(End of this chapter)