Legend of Wukong: The Holy Emperor

Chapter 38 The Birth of the Magic Stick
Hearing Wu Kong's words, the shop owner felt a little unhappy, but he didn't express it. He just smiled lightly and said, "You want the important weapon, please follow me here."

The shop owner led Wu Kong around two shelves, pointed to a black copper hammer in front of him, and said in a low voice, "The name of this hammer is Thunder's Fury, and it weighs 280 catties. I wonder if it suits you?"

"Thunder Fury? This name can really bluff people."

Wu Kong couldn't help laughing, bent down and picked up the Thunder Fury, turned it around continuously, and then said disdainfully: "It's a pity that the name is not worthy of the name."

Wu Kong picked up the Thunder Fury to try, but just did it casually, but the shop owner next to him was dumbfounded!
This is Thunder Fury with a net weight of 280 jins. This person didn't use any spiritual power at all, but used pure physical strength to play with it casually while holding it with one hand.

The shop owner originally brought Wukong here, and he wanted to wait until he would not need such a heavy Thunder Fury, so he sneered a few words, but at this time he was completely shocked.

There are also weapons in his store that are heavier than the Thunderfury Copper Hammer, but they are not too far behind.Seeing Wukong's way of casually playing with Thunder Fury, he knew that the opponent would not be satisfied with other weapons.

"I didn't expect the guest officer to be born with supernatural power. I'm sorry, but the store doesn't seem to have any weapons that can meet your requirements. Well, if you have time, please take a look around, maybe you can meet something you like."

"Damn, such a big store doesn't even sell a single good item. I'm really disappointed."

Wu Kong came here in high spirits, but saw a lot of "low-grade goods", and felt a little upset, so he sneered.

The shop owner has always been proud of his shop, and when he heard what Wukong said, he couldn't help being angry and angry.Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he thought of the treasures in his store, and stopped Wu Kong who was about to leave.

"Guest officer, please wait. I just remembered that there is a piece of meteorite in our store, which is only the size of an adult's head, but weighs more than 600 kilograms..."

Hearing this, Wu Kong suddenly became interested: "Can meteorite be made?"

The shop owner scolded "nonsense" in his heart, but said lightly: "Of course it can be made. This meteoric iron is the god's iron. It is stronger and more resilient than refined steel black iron. However, it is also stronger than refined steel. Black steel is much more expensive."

"Money is not a problem, take my grandson to have a look." Wukong waved directly to the shop owner.

The two came to the back warehouse, and the shop owner opened an iron box that was locked on the ground, revealing a black iron ball inside.

"I originally planned to wait for the annual big auction to be held and put it up for auction, but if you are interested, guest officer, I can sell it to you now."

Wu Kong bent down and picked up the iron ball to check...

Seeing Wu Kong's calm and composed look, the shop owner secretly swallowed again.

"Yes, it is indeed much better than fine steel and black iron, but it is pure nonsense to say that it is the iron of the gods." Wu Kong checked the words and came to a conclusion.

"This is……"

When the shop owner heard this, he was about to defend himself, but Wu Kong interrupted him directly: "How much does this cost?"

"Nine... well, 7000 taels of silver." The shop owner hesitated for a moment, and quoted the middle-level price in his mind.

"I'll give you nine thousand, let the best master help my old grandson build it, and it will be completed today."

Wukong took out the silver from the Qiankun ring and handed it to the shop owner, and at the same time added: "If my old grandson is not satisfied with the construction, I will tear down your dilapidated shop."

Seeing that Wu Kong got an extra 2000 taels as soon as he made a move, the shop owner was very happy.After hearing Wu Kong's threat, the shop owner gave a helpless wry smile, and said in his heart: "Rich people really have a bad temper."

Wukong took the iron ball and followed the shop owner to the iron shop behind.

When the people in the iron shop saw the boss coming, they all nodded and bowed to say hello, except for a big man with a beard.

The big man was leaning against the corner to sleep, when he saw the shop owner coming, he took a quick glance, then closed his eyes again, and continued to sleep soundly.

Wu Kong noticed that the bearded man had long and thick hands, the same as the giant-hand clan Gu Lang he met last time. Obviously, this guy was also a giant-hand clan member.

The shop owner walked up to the bearded man and said, "Lao Yang, don't sleep today, I want you to do it today."

The store owner looked like a leader inspecting the other employees, but he was very polite in his tone and demeanor to the bearded man.

The bearded man didn't even open his eyes, "Just let them do it. I'm in a bad mood today and don't want to work."

Wu Kong, who was on the sidelines, couldn't help laughing secretly when he heard this: "Damn, who is the boss here?"

The shop owner was not angry, and said: "It's that piece of meteorite, are you sure you don't want to take it?"

Hearing this, the bearded man immediately opened his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Is that precious piece of meteorite? Damn, of course I have to get it! By the way, are you a profiteer finally willing to sell it? Who was the fool who bought it?"

Wu Kong said angrily at the side: "I'm the one who took advantage of it! However, if you don't help my old grandson build it well, I guarantee that you will all be taken advantage of."

"What a big tone, I want to..."

The bearded Lao Yang was talking, and at the same time turned his head to look at Wu Kong, and then he couldn't say the cruel words in his mouth.

The meteorite ball weighing six hundred catties was held by Wu Kong with one hand, judging by his demeanor, it was no different from holding an egg.Moreover, there was no fluctuation of spiritual power in his whole body, obviously pure physical power!

"What a good boy, no wonder his tone is so loud."

The bearded old Yang praised Wu Kong, then his eyes fell on the meteorite ball in his hand, and asked: "Excuse me, what do you want to make it into? A sword or a knife? I can guarantee that whether it is a sword or A knife, if it comes out of Lao Tzu's hands, it will definitely become a famous weapon of a generation!"

"My old grandson hopes to make it into a stick, um, this big..."

Wu Kong made gestures while talking.

"stick?"

The bearded old Yang was stunned for a moment, and then his beard curled up in anger: "Damn, such a good iron material, you actually want to make it into a stick?"

"Yeah, what's wrong with being beaten into a stick?" Wu Kong was puzzled.

The bearded Lao Yang looked helpless: "There are only famous knives, famous guns and famous swords in the world. How can there be famous sticks? Little brother, you listen to me, it is better to make a sword! With my craftsmanship, you will be satisfied."

Wu Kong didn't even think about it, and directly refused: "No, my grandson wants a stick!"

After Wu Kong finished speaking, seeing the helplessness and depression on the face of the bearded old Yang, he was afraid that under his depression, he would play tricks secretly and not make it for himself, so he smiled and said: "There are so many famous knives, famous guns and famous swords that people can remember." I can’t bear the name, but I don’t seem to have a famous stick yet. You help me build it well, and my grandson will use it to rule the world in the future, and it will become the world’s number one magic stick, and you will be famous as well.”

"There is some truth to what you said. Your physical strength alone is so terrifying, you must be not an ordinary person... Okay, as you wish, make it into a stick. Little ones, turn on the furnace."

Following the bearded old Yang's order, a few guys in the store quickly lit a fire for the stove closest to the inside.

"Isn't there already a ready-made one?" Wu Kong pointed to the surrounding stoves puzzled.

"That's for refining ordinary things. This is to create the best magic stick in the world. Of course, you need to use the best stove." The bearded Lao Yang explained.

When the stove was finished burning, the bearded Lao Yang took a deep breath, and a faint red spiritual light suddenly radiated from his whole body.

He grabbed a pair of large iron tongs, clamped the meteorite, and slowly put it into the stove.

"There is still some ability." Wu Kong, who was watching, commented in his heart.Although it used spiritual power, it was pretty good to be able to pick up the meteorite ball weighing six hundred catties so calmly.

The meteorite ball entered the furnace, and the originally raging fire suddenly weakened by half in an instant!
The bearded old Yang was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed, and roared fiercely: "I'm sure my sense is right, this meteorite is not an ordinary thing! Little ones, shake the bellows vigorously to make the fire blaze, I must make sure today Forge a magic stick that is enough to make Lao Tzu's name last forever!"

Hearing this, Wu Kong couldn't help laughing, and the two guys shook the bellows desperately, and it seemed that they had used all their strength to feed.

Thanks to their efforts, the weakened fire blazed up again!
After a few minutes, the two men gradually exhausted themselves, and the flame began to slowly die down again.

"Substitution!" The bearded Lao Yang roared, and at the same time raised a heavy hammer bigger than his whole body, and smashed it heavily on the meteorite ball.

The clerk changed people and shook the bellows desperately, exhausted, changed people, and tried again... After several repetitions in a row, all the clerks in the store were all tired and fell down, sitting on the ground and panting like cows.

The bearded Lao Yang was sweating profusely all over his body at this time, as if he had just been fished out of the water.Seeing that his buddies were all tired and lay down, he yelled "My mother", and then looked at Wu Kong.

"Little brother, from now on, only you are here! You have supernatural power, so you must be fine!"

"Me?" Wu Kong kept staring at the piece of meteorite, trying to trace the reason for the weakening of the flame, completely oblivious to the fact that no one was shaking the bellows, and asked casually when he heard what the bearded man said.

(End of this chapter)