Douluo: Dragon King's Tai Chi Mystery

Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes were distant.

Whether it's sending a letter or visiting Muye, nothing compares to what Zhao Xuanzhen truly wants to do.

The birth of the Eight Deceptive Gods requires favorable timing, location, and human factors, and only one Eight Deceptive God can be nurtured in a single area. Tengshe has already occupied the Spirit Pagoda, and Zhao Xuanzhen intends to awaken a second Eight Deceptive God in Tiandou City. Its importance is no less than that of Tengshe, who controls the Soul of Deception!

The image of Qian (☰) metal represents mighty and powerful strength!

Chapter 29 Eight Deceitful Gods of the Nine Heavens, Divine Craftsman Zhenhua and the True Body Sect Master Muye (4K)

The moon was bright and the stars were few; the crowds were thinning out.

After the three of them had eaten and drunk their fill, they left Yuhao Grilled Fish and found a hotel to rest for the night.

When the hotel receptionist saw the classic combination of one man and two women, his first thought was that he couldn't suppress his evil anger as a Soul Master. He cursed Zhao Xuanzhen as a beast in his heart. But when the three of them booked three rooms, he roared again that Zhao Xuanzhen was worse than a beast!

"Get some rest. We'll go to the Forging Association tomorrow morning."

Goodnight/Goodnight Zhao Xuanzhen!

The three of them went into their respective rooms.

The character "巽" means "to listen to the wind".

Zhao Xuanzhen let out a soft sigh. Instead of meditating, she released two wisps of breeze to listen to the voices of Na'er and Gu Yue next door. Half an hour later, they washed away the dust and grime, both immersed in a meditative state, and the room became completely quiet.

Pushing open the window, he leaped from the thirteenth floor of the hotel. The gust of wind lifted Zhao Xuanzhen's body, making him land lightly like a grain of sand. He then sped off, leaving a trail of afterimages in his wake.

The gray-iron building resembles a giant hammer slanted into the ground. On its thirty-story exterior, dark gold patterns outline a hammer-shaped relief, and the metallic halo inlaid at the hammerhead flows, giving the entire street a cold, metallic feel.

Tiandou City Blacksmith Association.

Commanding the serpent in his heart to use deception to conceal everything, Zhao Xuanzhen looked up at the giant hammer, his dark pupils having turned a brilliant gold. The Eight Trigrams Divine Disc spun, absorbing streams of invisible energy—the perfect timing, location, and support from the Blacksmith Association.

"The image of Qian (☰) metal returns to its proper place."

"Om-"

A deep, dark rift appeared on the divine plate. Compared to the grand and imposing descent of the Teng Snake, the awakening of the second of the Eight Deceitful Gods seemed rather uneventful.

The boy, around ten years old, had a pentagonal face with sharp features, a jawline as sharp as if carved by a knife and axe, broad shoulders supporting the muscle lines hidden beneath his clothes, and gray eyes like black iron. Every move he made exuded a natural dignity and integrity.

The young man clasped his hands in a salute and said in a firm and powerful voice, "Eight Deceptive Gods of the Nine Heavens greet the Master of the Mysterious Gate."

"Hehe, Jiutian, you're so weak, unlike me, who descended to earth at my peak..."

The serpent slyly poked one of its heads out and peeked at its old friend with a mischievous grin.

Jiutian ignored Tengshe, his face cold and hard. According to the level system of Douluo Continent, he was equivalent to a level 21 Great Soul Master, while Tengshe was the limit of cultivation in the plane, a quasi-god.

The two Eight Deception Gods are vastly different in strength at this moment, but Jiutian understands that Zhao Xuanzhen must have another plan to awaken his infant self.

"Nine Heavens, I need you to join the Blacksmith Association and become the next Divine Craftsman," Zhao Xuanzhen said bluntly.

"The divine craftsmen under the rules of this plane are too important for me to fail. You are the image of Qian metal, and you have also absorbed the right time, place and people of the Blacksmith Association. You can be said to be a natural seed of divine craftsmen."

"As you command, my lord."

He accepted the order from the heavens without complaint.

Zhao Xuanzhen nodded slightly, taking advantage of his time travel to plan ahead and prepare for the future.

Controlling the Blacksmith Association would be like holding the battle armor by the throat, and only the Divine Craftsman could forge the Heavenly Forging Metal used to make four-word battle armor on his own. He needed someone he could absolutely trust.

Neither Tang Wulin, Mu Xi, nor later Yang Nianxia and other blacksmiths met Zhao Xuanzhen's standards, so he decided to send the Eight Deceitful Gods, whose loyalty was maxed out, to take action.

The Nine Heavens represent the element of metal, a powerful and majestic god, perfectly aligning with the rules of the Divine Craftsmen of Douluo Continent. He will take over Zhenhua's position, assuming the responsibilities of both Divine Craftsman and Chairman of the Forging Masters Association, providing Zhao Xuanzhen with Heavenly Forged Metals while leading the Forging Masters Association to further advancement.

The three energies of Heaven, Earth, and Man in the Blacksmith Association are not as good as those in the Spirit Transmission Tower. Therefore, Jiutian's growth rate in the early stage is far slower than Tengshe. However, once he breaks through to the Divine Craftsman level, the human energy will increase dramatically, and Jiutian's cultivation will soar like a rocket until he reaches the limit of the continent and becomes a quasi-god.

……

As the morning sun streamed through the window, Zhao Xuanzhen slowly opened his eyes.

After a night of meditation, my spirit was refreshed and my soul power had made a slight progress, approaching level thirty-three. The Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's left and right palm bones were of extremely high quality, but they were only thousand-year-old soul bones, and did not bring much improvement to my soul power.

After washing up and changing, Zhao Xuanzhen pushed open the door, and the doors of the two rooms on either side opened at the same time, revealing two beautiful figures, one in white and one in black.

Na'er wore a light blue skirt, which was fresh and elegant. The soft texture and delicate butterfly accessories were exquisite and lively. Her long silver hair fell to her slender waist, and her delicate neck and collarbone lines showed her elegance.

Gu Yue's beauty is equally stunning; the colors of her skirt seem to blend the light and shadow of the forest, with emerald green and pure white intertwined, and the delicate sheen and texture carrying the charm of nature. Her slender figure exudes an ethereal aura, showcasing tranquility and gentleness to the fullest.

At this point, some people might ask, "Na'er and Gu Yue are so beautiful, where is Zhao Xuanzhen who is accompanying them?"

Lao Zhen is also a well-known handsome young man in the surrounding area!

People love beautiful things, and Zhao Xuanzhen is no exception. With two stunningly beautiful girls by his side, the air around him seemed to be much fresher.

"Welcome you three."

As the three stepped into the gates of the Blacksmiths' Association, a sweet-looking girl greeted them.

"We come from the Spirit Pagoda, seeking the Divine Craftsman Zhenhua."

Mu Ye was unknown to outsiders, so Zhao Xuanzhen directly presented his identification and requested to see the Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua. As the direct disciple of the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, Leng Yaozhu had always been grooming Zhao Xuanzhen to become the next deputy tower master. He had extremely high authority in the Spirit Transmission Tower, a level higher than the branch tower masters of the Eighteen Heavenly Pillars.

The girl's expression turned solemn, and she said respectfully, "Respected deacon of the Spirit Pagoda, the Divine Craftsman holds a public class once a month. He is currently teaching the Thousand Forging Course to blacksmiths under the age of twenty in the main hall on the first floor. Could you please wait a moment?"

"Okay, let's wait in the lobby."

"Okay, please follow me, all three of you."

The young girl led the way. Seeing this scene, Gu Yue's eyes were filled with turbulent emotions. Zhao Xuanzhen's power and status were evident. Getting close to him was indeed the right choice!

The Blacksmiths' Guild's main hall was quite spacious, and everything there was made of metal. The master craftsman's open classes were highly sought after by countless blacksmiths, and the hall was packed with people.

"Refined metal requires the blacksmith's strength, soul power assistance, and mental control; all three are indispensable..."

Standing on the platform at the front was a man in his thirties with large, slender hands and skin as translucent as jade. A gold hammer-shaped badge with nine stars hung on his chest, representing his level nine, second-tier profession.

A level nine master blacksmith, the only one of his kind across the three continents, and the president of the Blacksmith Association, Zhenhua!

"Using this method, the success rate of thousand forgings is greatly improved... That concludes today's lesson. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask."

Looking at the young faces below, Zhenhua smiled, showing no impatience in explaining the techniques of Thousand Forging. The youth were the future of the Forging Masters Association, and the Master Craftsman, as the leader of the Forging Masters, had the obligation to help them lay a solid foundation.

“Master craftsman, I have a question and would like to have metal forged on-site for your instruction.”

Jiutian, who had already entered the hall, spoke with a booming voice that immediately attracted the attention of all the blacksmiths.

Na'er secretly tugged at Zhao Xuanzhen's sleeve and whispered, "That pentagonal young hero doesn't look like an ordinary person at all!"

"Don't give me random nicknames..."

Zhao Xuanzhen felt indignant on behalf of the Eight Deceitful Gods. However, Jiutian did indeed have a square face with sharp angles; Na'er was simply stating the truth…

"I admire your courage, come up here!"

Zhenhua laughed heartily. There were few blacksmiths who dared to forge metal on the spot in front of a master craftsman and many colleagues. With his cheerful personality, he greatly admired Jiutian and was willing to give the young man a chance to show himself.

With a slap of the button, the original lectern transformed into a forging platform, displaying more than ten kinds of rare metals for the user to choose from.

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of searchlights, Jiutian walked proudly through the crowd, stepped onto the forging platform, and picked up two pieces of black metal. They felt as cold as jade, and the fine star-like patterns gleamed under the soul guide lamp.

Rare metal, Tianxing iron.

"I wonder whose apprentice this child is. He's not wearing a badge, so I can't tell his blacksmith level. Is he planning to forge two pieces of Celestial Iron at once?" Zhenhua thought to himself.

Jiutian took a deep breath and threw the two pieces of Tianxing Iron into the forge to heat them. The air was filled with the scorching heat of the flames and the unique metallic smell of rust. He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, his iron-gray eyes were clear.

With a flip of his palms, two gilded forging hammers appeared, their heads covered in lifelike cloud patterns, and the indentations on the handles that conformed to the palm lines seemed to coexist with flesh and blood. Jiutian's feet parted slightly, his spine taut, and with each breath, the rise and fall of his chest gradually synchronized with the leaping flames of the forge.

The Qianjin Hammer, Jiutian's choice to reveal his martial soul to the public, also fits his identity as a blacksmith!

With the preparatory work completed, Jiutian took out the Celestial Iron, and his two hammers crossed and swept through the air, leaving two golden afterimages. Before the hammers fell, the wind pressure tore through the air and slammed heavily onto the metal edge.

"Qiang!"

The sharp clang of metal striking stone made the air tremble. The two pieces of celestial iron suddenly dented, sparks flew like a meteor shower, and a ring of golden-red light appeared on the iron pieces. Ripples spread from the point of impact, and the air currents roared and surged!

"Good boy!"

Zhenhua roared, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. With the discerning eye of a master craftsman, he could see the extraordinary nature of Jiutian with just one hammer blow.

As the Qianjin Hammer fell, the Nine Heavens and the Heavenly Star Iron resonated, entering a wondrous state of fusion, with the blacksmith and the rare metal becoming one!

With a twist of his waist and hips, he unleashed a torrent of double hammers, their shadows stretching into a dark cloud.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The striking sound was initially dull, but gradually turned into a clear, resonant chime. With each hammer blow, the celestial iron continued to shrink, impurities evaporated, and the core became increasingly solid, revealing a deep blue hue like the ocean, and the prototype of the thousand-forging process began to emerge.

The audience consisted of blacksmiths under the age of twenty. Those who could forge metals of a thousand degrees were the best. Seeing the young man's maturity, they couldn't help but cheer loudly.

With no time to spare, the world shrank to just two pieces of metal before him. The Qianjin hammer rose again, sometimes as light as a feather, stirring ripples on the iron surface, sometimes as heavy as a mountain, making the forging table creak.

The soul power transformed into a trickle, seeping into the iron core with each strike. The iron block shrank at a visible speed, with silver threads faintly flowing inside, and starlight shimmering deep within.

Double-forged Celestial Iron, successful!

Master craftsman Zhenhua strode forward, ignoring the scorching heat of the metal surface, and examined it closely in his hands, exclaiming, "Perfect thousand-forging, the peak of the third level of forging. Even the thousand-forging metal of the association's veteran blacksmiths may not be as good as yours."

Young man, what's your name? How old are you? And which master craftsman did you apprentice under?

Zhenhua subconsciously assumed that Jiutian was a disciple carefully trained by a master craftsman, otherwise he shouldn't have such outstanding forging ability at such a young age.

"Nine days, ten years old. I have no teacher and have to learn everything on my own. I heard that the Divine Craftsman was giving lessons when I passed through Tiandou City, so I came here specifically to learn."

"Ten years old, no teacher!?"

Jiutian's answer struck a chord with Zhenhua, who grinned so wide he couldn't close his mouth, and the more he looked at that square face, the more he liked it!

This is what blacksmiths should look like!

Zhen Hua cleared his throat, regaining his divine craftsman's dignity, and said, "Jiu Tian, ​​your talent is unparalleled in the world. I intend to take you as my apprentice and impart to you the true essence of forging. I wonder if you are willing?"

"my pleasure."

Jiutian smiled. He had always hoped to use his abilities to attract Zhenhua's attention, enter the core of the Forging Masters Association, receive the best training, and quickly become a master craftsman.

"it is good!"

Zhenhua patted Jiutian heavily on the shoulder. This master craftsman had lived a lonely life and had never found a successor who was qualified to take over the position of master craftsman. Jiutian's appearance was just right!

An unpolished rough jade and a fully-formed blacksmith are two completely different things. A level 21 Jiutian is more favored by Zhenhua than a level 80 or 90 Jiutian.

The young man's twin hammers were forged a thousand times, and the master craftsman immediately accepted him as his apprentice. This story would undoubtedly become a legend!

"Mu Chen, Mu Chen, weren't you bragging to me about taking on a genius disciple? Well, I've got one too!"

Zhenhua felt smug for two and a half seconds, then reached for the storage soul tool at his waist, took out two white forging hammers, and said with a smile, "Jiutian, this is your apprenticeship gift from your teacher, the Spirit Forging Cloud Gold Hammer."

Before Soul Forging, I used it to forge metals; from now on, it belongs to you!

"Thank you, teacher."

Jiutian carefully put away the Spirit Forging Cloud Golden Hammer, and the next moment, the girl and Zhao Xuanzhen arrived in front of Zhenhua.

Zhao Xuanzhen smiled and said, "Senior Divine Craftsman, we come from the Spirit Transmission Tower to find the Sect Master of the Body Sect, Senior Mu Ye. Illusion Brain Douluo has written a secret letter."

"Phantom Brain Douluo..."

Zhenhua suddenly realized that the Heavenly Forged Metal of the modern four-word battle armor was made by him alone, so he naturally remembered Han Tianyi, the Illusion Brain Douluo.

Although Han Tianyi left the Body Sect and joined the Spirit Pagoda to pursue the ultimate in the Illusion Realm, his relationship with the Body Sect was not strained. When he went to Zhenhua to forge Heavenly Forged Metal, he even drank and chatted with Mu Ye.

“You all come with me. Jiutian, you come too. I’m taking on a direct disciple. Mu Ye will have to pay a price.”

Zhenhua led the four children into the master craftsman's private canteen and shouted, "Muye, come out quickly!"

A somewhat thin, middle-aged man appeared, wearing a white chef's hat, and said irritably, "What are you doing? It's not lunchtime yet!"

"The Illusionary Brain Douluo sent someone to deliver a message." Zhenhua gestured to Zhao Xuanzhen beside him.

"letter?"

Mu Ye scratched his head blankly. In this technological age, you can just use the soul communication tool if you need something. Why is Han Tianyi becoming more and more retro?

"Senior, Elder Han's secret message is here."

Zhao Xuanzhen handed over the letter, which Mu Ye took. It was unmistakably Han Tianyi's unique spiritual imprint. At the same time, he sensed a surge of intense, sun-like energy. His gaze shifted to Zhao Xuanzhen, and he asked with a probing expression:

"Young man, your blood and energy are abundant. Are you trained in body cultivation?"

"It is."

"Let's have a chat in a bit, you and I. I'll read the letter first."