Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

"Old Hu, what kind of magical artifact is this?"

"This one……"

Hu Xiaolin glanced at the design of the magical artifact and tried to recall it carefully.

He remembered that it was half a year ago.

"That's a magical artifact I equipped myself when hunting Claw Wolves. I haven't thought of a name for it yet."

"Specifically designed to deal with fanged wolves?"

“My benefactor, let me demonstrate for you.”

After speaking, Hu Xiaolin took the magic weapon from Yunping's hand.

He attached the somewhat heavy-looking magical artifact to his forearm and channeled a small portion of his spiritual energy into it.

Wow!

The next second, the entire magical artifact began to emit a beam of light.

A long, slanted blade of spiritual energy shot out from the front of the magical artifact, but it didn't seem to be very powerful.

Hu Xiaolin looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. "My benefactor, look, this magic artifact can largely function as armor, resisting the claw attacks of the fanged wolf, while also launching attacks. It's a perfect combination of offense and defense."

"Hmm, not bad." Yun Ping couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Hu Xiaolin's current appearance. "You really do look a bit like a fanatic now..."

"Fanatics? What are those?" Hu Xiaolin asked, puzzled.

"You can also understand it as a forklift soldier."

fork?

Hu Xiaolin was stunned for a moment, looking at the two beams of light protruding above his arm, still puzzled.

Yunping shook his head helplessly. Talking to him about this was obviously pointless, so he changed the subject, "Old Hu, you just said that your magic weapon hasn't been named yet?"

"Hmm..." Hu Xiaolin immediately understood what Yun Ping was going to say, and said with great joy, "Benefactor, you're going to name this magic artifact of mine?"

"I think calling it arm armor is a good name."

"Arm... armor".

Hu Xiaolin muttered the new name of the magic artifact, a smile creeping onto his face. "Very good, very good. The armor on my arm certainly makes sense!"

"I think the arm armor is pretty good."

"Very good means..."

"With a little modification, it would definitely be a good magical artifact."

At this moment, Yunping had already conceived some unique ideas in his mind.

Armguards are magical artifacts that have never appeared in this world before. They are magical artifacts that combine offense and defense. Since ancient times, there have only been certain shields with special abilities.

Arm armor? Never even heard of it.

It was at this moment that Yunping suddenly realized that the arm armor seemed to be very suitable for Zhang Ruoxue.

"Old Hu!"

He suddenly spoke, his tone extremely serious.

Hu Xiaolin trembled all over. Yun Ping's shout made him suddenly a little nervous.

"What's wrong, my benefactor?"

"Could you tell me how to make this arm armor?"

"what?!"

Hu Xiaolin's body trembled. The method of making arm armor?

What does my benefactor need this for?

Are they planning to mass-produce arm armor? And then make it a new popular magical artifact?

Whether he sensed Hu Xiaolin's thoughts or not, Yunping gave a helpless wry smile, "Don't worry, I just want to get a new magic artifact for our Ruoxue."

"Ah...wait?!" Hu Xiaolin almost didn't react in time. Using an arm guard as a real cultivator's magical artifact...

"What's wrong? Is it not allowed?"

“It’s not that it’s impossible… but, my benefactor, isn’t this a bit…” He searched his mind for a while before finally finding a suitable word, “too unconventional?”

"Sometimes, taking an alternative path is the only truly correct way."

85. The so-called genius

Satisfied with storing the prototype of the arm armor into his storage ring, Yunping spent a day and a night on the third floor and finally figured out some of the design concepts of the arm armor. Under Hu Xiaolin's dumbfounded gaze, he completed the design drawings for the new arm armor.

Yunping originally planned to try to forge this new type of arm armor at Lao Hu's house and then hand it over to a certain little bastard called Forging Saint to modify it properly, but due to time constraints, he eventually gave up on this plan.

After spending three days in the secret realm and another day designing the blueprints for Lao Hu's three-story house, there was only one day left before Lao Hu's so-called backdoor procedure for those with connections was about to begin.

Time is of utmost urgency in every sense.

Fortunately, Yuan'er's condition is relatively stable, which also shows that Yin Hanxuebing is currently in a safe environment.

The Silver Frost Flower has been acquired, and the magical artifact carefully selected for Zhang Ruoxue is beginning to take shape.

—It seems that most of the things that needed to be done during this trip to the Arctic Palace have been accomplished.

Now all that's left is to wait until tomorrow night.

Yunping trusted Hu Xiaolin's abilities. Although he hadn't known Hu Xiaolin for long, his refined eye for people allowed him to immediately discern Hu Xiaolin's true nature—a genuine person. Despite having some secrets, Yunping couldn't deny that Hu Xiaolin was a reliable individual.

"This is wonderful... this kind of life where you just wait and do nothing—"

The midday sun shone intensely on his handsome face as the young man lay in an old-fashioned rocking chair, wearing sunglasses, slurping up some fragrant noodles.

"That's great, braised beef noodles and stuff..."

Yes, what Lao Yun is holding in his hands right now is the new instant noodles he has treasured in his storage ring.

It was also his strongest trump card that he later planned to use to trick a certain forging master into creating a unique magic weapon for Zhang Ruoxue.

He was certain that after eating Lao Tan pickled cabbage beef noodles for so many years, Duan Sheng had become a loyal fan of instant noodles, and he would absolutely not be able to resist this new instant noodle.

But before that—

"Old rascal!"

A beautiful figure appeared before the clouds, blocking the sunlight from his eyes.

Yunping didn't even need to look up; just by hearing the address, he knew who had disturbed his sunbathing.

He slowly placed the instant noodles on the table next to him, silently raised his middle finger, and pushed up his sunglasses. "What's wrong, Xiaoyuchan? Why aren't you practicing your archery properly? Why are you coming to see me every other day?"

"How dare you say that!" The girl, with long silver hair swaying in the wind, glared at the young man in front of her. "You disappeared for a whole day yesterday, and I couldn't even ask anyone about my archery skills."

"A problem with archery?" Yunping asked casually, shaking his leg. "What problem? You didn't accidentally break Black Rain's bowstring, did you?"

"Do you think this is possible...?"

"If that's not the problem, then what else could it be? Archery is all about endless practice and accumulating skills over time. If you want to learn advanced archery techniques, you have to build a solid foundation first."

Ye Yuchan's face darkened. "My question shouldn't be considered a basic question."

"Not a basic question?"

Yunping was taken aback, and the first thought that came to mind was three words.

impossible.

How long has Ye Yuchan been practicing archery? Yunping can say with certainty that it's been at most a month.

How can you master basic archery in a month and then move on to the next level?

Let alone Yunping not believing it, even if the ancient Sage of the Heavenly Strike, who proved his Dao through archery, heard this, he would be a hundred times less credible.

Archery skills are actually divided into different levels, but most people are not familiar with archery skills and are unaware of the different levels of archery skills.

Entry, flow, freedom, and ease.

These four realms are unified in the minds of archery practitioners in the three great heavenly domains.

In fact, most people can only stay at the entry stage, which is the so-called basic stage.

Breakthrough in entry within a month?

I'm not afraid of being laughed at if I told anyone.

However, the reality was a harsh slap in the face for Yunping—by her disciple.

"Keep an eye on this... I think I've figured out a new... archery technique."

Standing in the backyard of Hu Xiaolin's house, in the open space, the young man looked at his disciple with great surprise.

Ye Yuchan was still the same Ye Yuchan, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, holding a black rain, her long silver hair fluttering—that girl with a delicate face.

A girl who has only been learning archery for a month claims to have developed a new archery technique?

For some reason, Yunping suddenly felt a little uneasy—could the girl he had brought back be some kind of ancient god reincarnation?

However, Ye Yuchan was unaware of Yun Ping's surprise. She silently drew back the bowstring of Black Rain.

hum~

In the blink of an eye, or rather, in less than half a second, three silver arrows formed from spiritual energy were nocked onto the bowstring.

Has this girl already reached this level of speed in condensing arrows...?

Moreover, Yunping also discovered that while Ye Yuchan was condensing the arrow, she was also using a special technique he had taught her before—Dark Heart.

Ye Yuchan seemed to have mastered the step of guiding the special sharp spiritual energy of the Thousand Blades Technique from her palm and channeling it into the silver arrow.

This indirectly confirms that Ye Yuchan's familiarity with "Qianren" is already considerable, and she has probably already consolidated her understanding of the third level of this technique.

Talent... huh.

Yun Ping gave a bitter laugh. Before, he might have only had doubts, but now he was 100% certain.

Ye Yuchan was definitely the disciple with the highest cultivation talent among all those he had taught.

Even... surpassing her senior brother, the inheritor of the Emperor's Pavilion.