Please be my partner.

"Pfft!~"

"Hahahaha!~"

"Ouch!~"

"Xiao Guang Xiao Guang! What on earth are you thinking? Hahaha! ~ I'm dying of laughter!!"

The off-road vehicle was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere, leaving Chen Guang a little confused, not understanding what was so funny about what he had just said, but soon, he also laughed "hehehehe".

Who cares! As long as everyone is happy!!

On top of the clouds, Melen did not act arrogantly this time. In addition to summoning clouds to ride on the mist, he also summoned another god to become invisible.

After all, the commotion caused by this cult sacrifice was quite big, and it might attract the investigation of some master-level experts. Although Melen was not afraid of this, he did not want to cause trouble for no reason.

But things in this world are not subject to anyone's will. Just as Mellen was hurrying on his way and passing a high mountain, a fleeting breath locked him.

Melen immediately perked up and looked towards the top of the mountain, where he saw an old man in gray standing there. Although he was alone, the aura emanating from him was like a mountain bar. In comparison, the mountain under the feet of the old man in gray became a foil.

Just as the Qi and blood in Mellen's body were about to stir again, Mellen suddenly froze, stopping the murderous aura that was about to run wild. A series of spiritual lights gathered in his mind, and finally froze on a picture...

Visit Wuyan, and you will see the old man in gray.

Logically speaking, in Melen's memory, he should be able to remember him easily even if it was just a single encounter. However, the old man in gray before him seemed to have disappeared from his memory before he saw him for the second time today. It could be said that his presence was so weak that it was almost non-existent. A normal person would ignore him even if they saw him.

Some thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and Melen sorted out all the clues in a short time. He pressed down the cloud without hesitation and came to a place not far from the gray-clothed old man.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the gray-clothed old man, but his expression remained unchanged, and he even released a faint sense of pressure, as if questioning why Mellen came close.

Melen bowed respectfully and said, "Peak Master, I'm sorry for the trouble you've taken."

The grey-robed old man was genuinely surprised this time. He carefully examined Mellen for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad. You are indeed a peerless genius that only appears once in a thousand years in our Shenglong Sect. You truly have the talent to surpass your peers."

"You little brat, this God Worshiping Cult has been hidden from the world for hundreds of years and has been peaceful. Even if a successor appears occasionally, they usually travel around for a while and then return quietly. But you, on the other hand, created such a big commotion the moment you arrived."

Mellen gave a bitter laugh and wanted to make some excuses, but the gray-robed old man waved his hand and said, "Forget it. I'll just go into seclusion when I get back this time. I may not have much ability, but I'm capable of getting into trouble."

Seeing that the old man in gray didn't ask too many questions, Mellen breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly rang out: "Go back? Gu Laogui, your Shenglong Sect also made great efforts in the battle to destroy the gods back then, and Nangong Laogui even secretly seized huge benefits behind our backs. Although the Baishen Sect has now withdrawn from the world, the sudden appearance of the Five Fortune Gods is obviously related to the boy next to you. You should at least give us an explanation?"

Melen looked back and saw that the person who spoke was an ordinary middle-aged man, holding an ordinary long sword. Although the cold wind was howling above the mountains, it was not even a fraction as fierce as the sword energy wrapped around him.

At the same time, Melen could vaguely feel two other auras coming from a very far distance, faintly merging with the middle-aged man holding the sword, and together releasing pressure on the gray-clothed old man.

"statement?"

The gray-robed old man looked at the man holding the sword, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up. The next moment...

The sky and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon hung upside down, and the day turned into night in an instant. A thin line of light suddenly appeared in the black sky, and then slowly separated.

It was a huge eye that occupied the entire sky.

A faint voice seemed to come from the horizon...

"I want to see who dares to ask the Shenglong Sect for an explanation?!"

Chapter 357: Luotian Dajiao and the Creation of Evil Weapons

Saint's Territory?!

This thought flashed through Mellen's mind, and he immediately rejected it.

Melen carefully observed the surrounding environment and quickly confirmed that it was not the world that had changed, but only the mind that had been affected. In other words, the scene before him was actually an illusion.

Of course, the illusion ability displayed by the martial arts master is very different from ordinary illusions, and it also vaguely contains a sense of making the false become true.

The man holding the sword had a solemn expression on his face, and the sword energy surrounding him became even more fierce, constantly breaking up the dark curtain around him and dividing it into clear boundaries.

He didn't expect the gray-robed old man to be so stubborn and tough in the face of the three masters who came to ask questions. For a moment, the atmosphere in the field became tense.

At this moment, a clear and sweet laughter like a silver bell sounded, and a woman in her twenties, wearing a gorgeous palace skirt and surrounded by colorful clouds, walked slowly towards them. Her hands were as soft as catkins, her skin was like solidified fat, her neck was like a cicada, her teeth were like white gourds, she had a delicate forehead and eyebrows, a charming smile, and beautiful eyes.

The appearance of the stunningly beautiful woman immediately cooled the heat in the room. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Gu. We're also worried about the backlash from the gods. The Five Fortune Gods didn't show up during the God-annihilating battle back then, yet now they're making such a big fuss. We must investigate thoroughly!"

Seeing the murderous intent in the gray-robed old man's eyes once again, the beautiful woman immediately said, "Of course, since Senior Gu is guaranteeing it, we certainly believe that this little brother has no connection with the gods in the upper realm."

The old man in gray then snorted coldly and restrained his magical powers.

Then, without paying any more attention to the two of them, he took Mellen and flew away.

The beautiful woman and the sword-carrying man did not stop them. They just stood quietly on the mountain. After a while, a vigorous old man with a cane came over and shook his head and said, "The Worship Sect has withdrawn from the world, and Old Lady Hua can't contact them."

The sword-carrying man frowned and said, "So, the only clue left now is that kid? Judging from the photos taken by the military satellite, the sudden arrival of the Five Fortune Gods must be because of that kid. And the murderous aura emanating from that kid is clearly abnormal. He must be the source of everything."

The sturdy old man asked, "That kid is only at the Blood Moving Realm. How could he possibly have such immense power on his own? Could this be the work of the Shenglong Sect? Back then, Old Ghost Nangong had a plan, scheming us all into it and reaping the benefits for himself. Now, at the Celestial Realm, he should be far superior to us. If he had any plans, we wouldn't be able to detect them right away."

The beautiful woman shook her head and said, "While I can't rule out this possibility, it's unlikely. My forces in the Holy City Federation have already dug up all the details about that little fellow named Mellen. He is truly an unimaginable genius. Do you know how long it took him to cultivate to this point?"

The sword-carrying man said nonchalantly, "In the martial arts, resources are most important in the early stages. Even for an ordinary child, at the age of three, a master will be asked to regulate their Qi and blood. At the age of six, they will start to take medicinal baths and eat tonic food. In the following years, they will gradually increase their efforts. After the age of eighteen, their bodies will mature and their Qi and blood will be at their peak. All the accumulations before can be fully released. One year is spent on refining the flesh, two years on strengthening the bones, and three years on tempering the internal organs. Even if they need to concentrate their minds, it won't take more than three to five years. Before the age of twenty-five, they can reach the peak of the Blood Moving Realm and hope to have a glimpse of the Grandmaster realm."

The beautiful woman was speechless and said, "It's already this late, can you please stop arguing with me? This little guy named Mellen has been an orphan since childhood and only started practicing martial arts a year ago."

"A year?!" The vigorous old man frowned and said, "That doesn't make sense. Could it be that he accidentally ate some rare treasure?"

The beautiful woman shook her head and said, "According to the results of my investigation, it is possible that he is truly gifted."

"Gifted?!"

The man holding the sword and the vigorous old man looked at each other in bewilderment. The word "gifted" was originally reserved for people who defied common sense, but Mellen's level was too extraordinary.

The man holding the sword said, "After all, the key still lies with that kid named Mellen. But now the Shenglong Sect is clearly determined to protect him to the death, and there's nothing we can do about him."

The beautiful woman suddenly smiled and said, "Don't worry, you won't become a Grandmaster by simply practicing in seclusion! If Melen wants to grow quickly, he'll have to leave the Shenglong Sect. It just so happens that the Dianxing Holy Land will be holding the Luotian Grand Ceremony in three years. This is definitely a grand event for the younger generation. If Melen wants to broaden his horizons, there's no reason not to participate. You won't have any chance to make a move then."

"Of course, let me state in advance that our goal is to find out the secret of Mellen. I don't want to anger those old ghosts in the Shenglong Sect, so we need to consider our methods carefully."

"The three of us are actually going to all this trouble for a little brat." The sword-carrying man sighed and said, "But according to what you said, this Mellen is indeed a bit weird. Three years is too long. We can't wait that long. It would be a nightmare..."

When they said this, the man holding the sword and the beautiful woman looked at the vigorous old man at the same time.

The vigorous old man gave a bitter laugh and said, "Alright, I'll go talk to Dian Xingzi about this matter and try to get him to move up the time of the Luotian Grand Ceremony. But even so, there's no guarantee that young friend Mellen will come, right?"

The beautiful woman chuckled and said, "As long as we put a little more effort into the final reward, even if the Shenglong Sect guesses our plan, they won't stop that kid from participating in the Luotian Grand Ceremony."

Then, the beautiful woman restrained her smile and said seriously, "On the other hand, if Melun really doesn't show up, we should pay more attention to the actions of the Shenglong faction."

…………

From Mellen's perspective, the outside world was jumping frame by frame like a stop-motion animation. He understood that this was because the speed of movement was too fast, exceeding the limit of his visual capture.

In less than an hour, Melen returned to Shenglong Sect. The old man in gray didn't say much. He left Melen behind and disappeared on his own.

Melen smiled helplessly and walked towards his own residence in Black Dragon Peak.

Mellen had left silently before, and the same was true when he came back this time. Many people didn't even know he had left. Only Elder Liu asked him to meet him after receiving the news.

Elder Liu had just received news of an incident at the God Worshiping Sect and had simply approached him to inquire briefly. He had no idea about the subsequent confrontation between the Grandmasters.

Mellen just briefly talked about what he could say. As for the fact that the incident was caused by him and what happened afterwards, he didn't even mention it.

Next, Melen returned to his normal daily routine, practicing, reading, and occasionally going to fight with the Snow Ape King.

After a month of this peaceful life, Elder Liu came to the door and said, "Let's go, boy. I have prepared everything you want."

Melen smiled and thanked, "Thank you, Elder Liu."

Elder Liu waved his hand and took Melen towards the main peak.

Soon, the two came to a place full of the smell of fireworks, and the sound of blacksmithing could be heard from time to time.

Elder Liu brought Melen to a burly old man, who was naked from the waist up with bronze skin. He was swinging an iron hammer vigorously, causing the metal on the iron felt to deform.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the burly old man finally stopped, and the piece of metal he was hammering began to take shape as a long sword.

The old man did not continue, but handed the remaining work to several strong men, and then looked at Elder Liu and Mellen.

Elder Liu introduced, "This is our Shenglong Sect's top craftsman... Ou Yeran. No matter what weapon you want to forge, Master Ou Ye is definitely your best choice."

Just as Elder Liu was about to introduce Melen, Ou Yeran waved his hand and said, "Are you Melen? You want to forge an evil weapon?!"

Melen nodded and said, "Yes, Master Ouye, are you sure?"

"Ha!" Ou Yeran sneered and said, "You little brat, you haven't even fully grown your hair yet. Provoking me won't work. I carry the legacy of a divine craftsman. I'm confident in forging even a divine weapon, let alone a mere evil weapon."

"But evil weapons can only harm others and yourself. I won't take action lightly."

Melen asked, "Master Ouye, what do you want in exchange for forging a demonic weapon for me?"

Ou Yeran said, "You are the sect's key training target, so you don't have to pay for anything. But you must at least show me that you are not affected by the evil weapons, and then I will build it for you."

Watching the conversation between the two, Elder Liu said nothing, just stood by and watched. With Mellen's talent, it was naturally no problem for him to act as a matchmaker, but that was all.

Melen thought for a moment and said, "I have cultivated [Observation of Delusion] to the level of breaking delusion, and can partially control the 'self' and the 'other self'."

Ou Yeran said appreciatively, "Not bad, but not enough."

Mellen frowned and fell into thought.

After a moment, Ou Yeran waved his hand and ordered him to leave: "Go back and think about it. Come back to me when you have figured it out."

After saying that, he no longer paid any attention to Mellen and went back to continue forging iron.

At this moment, a cold, terrifying, brutal and evil aura suddenly rose up. Ou Yeran turned around suddenly and saw that the murderous aura emanating from Mellen was so strong that it had become tangible, and it actually caused a small-scale strange phenomenon.

Originally, this area was the casting place of the Shenglong Sect, and a vein of earth fire was specially diverted to it, so even in the mountaintop area, the temperature remained extremely high all year round.

But at this moment, affected by this murderous aura, many men who were working as blacksmiths shuddered unconsciously. This was a feeling they rarely experienced.

Melen said calmly, "How about this? Master Ouye, I am only more vicious and evil than those evil soldiers. Do you still think it can affect me?"

Ou Yeran was silent for a moment, then suddenly grinned and laughed loudly, "Good! Good!! Good!!! What a killer! You really are a killer!! With such murderous aura, no matter what evil soldier falls into your hands, they will surrender obediently!"

"Okay! It's just an evil weapon, I'll help you forge it!"

A smile appeared on Mellen's face, and he retracted the murderous aura that was overflowing.

Elder Liu also said at the right time: "The materials are placed in Warehouse No. 5, you can pick them up at any time."

Ou Yeran immediately ordered several strong men to move the materials, and then began to discuss with Melen the details of forging the evil weapon.

Mellen wanted to create an evil weapon in order to find a 'home' for the evil god's erosion on his arm. The Shenglong School's method of creating an evil weapon can not only imprison this evil god's power, but can even use it as a starting point to forcibly absorb the evil god's power.

Of course, the reason why evil soldiers are called evil soldiers is because of their "evil"!

Generally speaking, the more power an evil soldier absorbs from an evil god, the stronger his or her spirituality becomes, and the easier it is for him or her to influence the host, and even strike back at a critical moment.

Therefore, there have been many evil weapons in history. Their holders were once glorious for a time, but their final end was tragic without exception.

Melen was naturally not afraid of these things. In fact, his most fundamental goal was actually the evil god.

Melen and Ou Yeran talked as they walked, and soon they came to a huge furnace.

Ou Yeran said proudly, "Although technology is very advanced now, and we can use the power of machinery to easily forge steel alloys that have been forged a hundred times, or even a thousand times, if we want to forge true divine weapons, we still need to rely on the hammers in the hands of us blacksmiths!"

"Because true tempering requires more than just a description in words. To truly forge a divine weapon full of spirituality, each blow of the hammer must be subtly adjusted according to the temperature. This is no longer a skill, but an innate feeling that machines can never achieve."

Mellen blinked and wanted to say that the machine couldn't do it because the current machines were not advanced enough. However, this kind of sabotaging words was just an idea. He was afraid that if he said that, Master Ou Yeran would simply walk away in anger, and would most likely hit him on the head with the hammer in his hand.

Soon, a group of strong men brought a large amount of materials over...

Earth Core Stone, Xihe Heavenly Iron, Bodhi Copper Gold, Phoenix Feather Stone, Purple Sand Jade, Soul Gathering Sand...

Ou Yeran carefully examined the materials one by one, then nodded with satisfaction. He then asked Melen, "These are all good things. Some of them are barely good enough to be used to forge divine weapons. So, the most crucial item for forging evil weapons is with you, right?"

Mellen nodded slightly, took off his shirt to expose his shoulders, and as his boiling blood urged it, a dark red light spot emerged. At the same time, a faint sweet smell began to slowly spread. Most of the strong men who smelled this smell became chamois-colored and staggered as if they were drunk.

Ou Yeran raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, bringing up a wave of heat that directly dispelled the sweet smell. The faces of those strong men who had previously had ruddy complexions suddenly turned pale.

Ou Yeran snorted coldly, "A mere blood poison can make you lose control? Have you practiced your basic skills like a dog? Go back and rest. Once you recover, your monthly mission will be doubled!"

Several pale-faced men looked bitter, but did not dare to refute and rolled away to rest in shame.

Chapter 358 Blood Demon Knife

Ou Yeran turned around, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Good boy, you actually planned to use the evil god's corrosive power as a seed to create evil soldiers. Think carefully, if you do this, the evil god will definitely target you."

Mellen smiled slightly and said, "I just want him to keep an eye on me."

This is rare high-quality dog food. If it runs away, it will be difficult to find.

"Alright!" Ou Yeran laughed loudly, patting Mellen's shoulder loudly and saying, "We should have the courage to face everything. A mere evil god is nothing to worry about! Hahahaha!"

"Don't leave, kid! Stay here and help me! Guys, get to work!"