Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Young Gilas, Sandstorm King!

Chapter 123 Would you be willing to come with me to Star Luo City?
Lin Xia looked intently at Si Long and Si Di.

"Senior brothers! What do you think of my cooking skills?"

Silong and Sidi instantly understood Lin Xia's intention.

This is the crucial moment to vouch for my junior brother!
Although they didn't know what their junior brother was going to do, the two nodded solemnly without hesitation.

Silong stepped forward, his voice booming like the striking of an anvil.

“Miss Zhu Yu, you are wise! Our teacher values ​​our junior brother far more than we do! Before he sought a breakthrough, he indeed passed on to our junior brother the core of the association’s most important projects, including some of his most treasured forging techniques!”

"Junior Brother's talent is by no means limited to the path of Soul Master! His comprehension in forging is nothing short of monstrous! I, Si Long, as the vice president of the Blacksmith Association and the eldest disciple of our master, guarantee that everything Junior Brother says is true! He has indeed received the master's true teachings!"

Silong patted his chest, his tone firm and powerful, carrying the unique pride and unquestionable credibility of a blacksmith.

Siddy adjusted her glasses and calmly added.

“Miss Zhu Yu, my junior brother is so skilled in blacksmithing that even I am ashamed of myself. Our master once said that given time, my junior brother will surely surpass him. Junior brother... perhaps he really should give it a try.”

With two of Lou Gao's direct disciples, core figures of the blacksmith association, giving such unequivocal testimony, Zhu Yu had no choice but to believe them.

Looking at the boy before her with eyes as firm as a rock, and recalling his extraordinary miracles, the scales in her heart began to tip violently.

The fact that the building is no longer standing is already established, and the restoration of the imperial military equipment and national treasures is of utmost urgency.

Perhaps this boy in front of me... really is the only hope?
A hope that breaks with convention!

Zhu Yu fell silent.

Her gaze swept between Lin Xia's youthful yet resolute face, Si Long's bold and confident expression, and Si Di's calm and rational statement. Time seemed to freeze in the reception room, with only the faint sound of blacksmithing coming from outside the window, thumping like a heartbeat.

Finally, the doubt in Zhu Yu's eyes was replaced by a resolute decision.

She slowly stood up, her moon-white gauze dress fluttering even without wind. Zhu Yu walked to Lin Xia, bowed slightly, her exquisite face displaying an unprecedented solemnity. Her clear eyes looked directly into Lin Xia's dark golden pupils, and she spoke clearly, word by word:
"Lin Xia."

For the first time, she omitted the slightly affectionate term "younger brother," her tone becoming formal and solemn.

"Imperial arms orders involve vital national assets and cannot be compromised. The 'Starry Crown' is a symbol of the Empire's face and heritage; its restoration is in your hands!"

"Would you be willing to come with me to Star Luo City?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire reception room fell silent.

Lin Xia's heart pounded violently in her chest, and her blood felt like it was on fire.

Star Luo City!
The core of the empire!

National treasure soul guide!
That key, which may very well contain the crucial solution to the core problem of the "divine craftsmanship," is right in front of us!

The risks are enormous, and the consequences of failure would be unimaginable.

But the opportunity was so great that he could ignore all obstacles!
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Xia stood ramrod straight, his small frame gleaming with fierce fighting spirit and unparalleled confidence. Meeting Zhu Yu's earnest gaze, his voice was clear and firm, like the clash of metal, echoing distinctly in the silent reception room:

"I'm willing to go!"

Upon hearing Lin Xia's reply, Zhu Yu's laughter, like a clear spring splashing on jade, rippled through the slightly stagnant air of the reception room, carrying a sense of relief and a sincere promise.

"Little Xia, don't worry!"

Zhu Yu parted her red lips slightly, her gaze warm as she looked at Lin Xia, her tone firm.

"The Star Luo Empire will never treat you unfairly. Even if... even if the 'Star Crown' fails to be repaired in the end, the Empire will definitely give you compensation that matches your efforts and status, and will never let you leave empty-handed."

Lin Xia's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.

compensate?

He felt little emotional.

Gold, silver, and rare treasures all pale in comparison to the divine bones of the Dragon Tomb and the unfinished "divine craftsmanship" mecha.

What Lin Xia truly desires is the imperial artifact itself, the "Starry Crown"! It is the top-tier soul guidance technology that it may contain, capable of solving the problem of resonance between mecha energy and soul power!
His sole purpose in this planetary city of Luo City was to draw upon wisdom that transcended his time.

However, he did not reveal his thoughts at all.

Zhu Yu's promise represents the Empire's attitude and sincerity, and is also a bond that maintains a good relationship between the two sides.

They themselves may not care, but the Blacksmiths' Guild needs this recognition and resource allocation from the Imperial Central Government.

So, Lin Xia met Zhu Yu's gaze and nodded calmly, her voice clear and bright.

"Thank you, Sister Zhu Yu, and please convey my gratitude to the Empire and His Majesty. The Blacksmiths' Association will do its utmost."

Seeing that he agreed, Zhu Yu's smile deepened, tinged with eager anticipation.

"Then...when can you come with me to Star Luo City?"

Lin Xia pondered for a moment.

With four senior brothers, including Si Long, overseeing the Blacksmith Association, he didn't need to worry about the daily operations and the initial forging and handover of military equipment parts.

As for the "divine craftsmanship" mecha hidden under layers of seals... he believed that Silong would protect the secret.

Right now, the sooner we get our hands on that "Star Crown," the better.

"Now is fine."

Lin Xia answered crisply and decisively, then added.

"However, I need to allow myself a little time to prepare and pack my belongings. An hour should be enough."

"it is good!"

Zhu Yu readily agreed, her eyes full of admiration.

"We met at the main gate of the association an hour later."

Without further delay, Lin Xia nodded slightly to Zhu Yu and then quickly left the reception room with her two senior brothers, Si Long and Si Di.

The heavy door closed behind him, blocking Zhu Yu's view.

In the corridor, Si Long immediately lowered his voice and looked serious.

"Junior brother, don't worry about the association. Sidi, Siyu, Sikai, and I will definitely handle the arms orders well and take good care of 'home'."

Silong emphasized the word "home" and glanced meaningfully in the direction of the forging workshop.

Lin Xia understood immediately and nodded solemnly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother. The association's daily operations and military matters depend on you."

"If there is any disturbance, please inform me immediately."

Si Long patted Lin Xia's shoulder forcefully, his eyes resolute.

"Don't worry! We're here! Be careful on your trip to Xingluo, that place... is too dangerous."

As the vice president of the blacksmiths' guild, he was well aware of the unpredictable and treacherous nature of the empire's core.

Siddy adjusted her glasses and calmly said:

"Junior Brother, Xingluo City is different from Gengjin City. It is a gathering place for powerful and wealthy people, and its rules are strict. Restoring a national treasure is no small matter. You must act with caution and within your capabilities. If you need any support from the association, please send a message at any time."

"I understand, thank you, senior brothers."

A warm feeling welled up in Lin Xia's heart.

After bowing respectfully to the two of them again, he said no more and turned to walk quickly toward his small courtyard, with Young Gilas following closely behind.

(End of this chapter)