ebookland Chapter 272 Harvest Plan
Chapter 272 Harvest Plan
Ding Yi took the iron sword from Wang Zhou and immediately examined it closely.
In fact, his purpose in coming to the blacksmith shop was not to learn blacksmithing at all, but rather because he had his eye on this rear forging base that transported weapons to the front lines.
At this moment, Ding Yi gripped his longsword, swung it twice, then flicked it with his fingers before speaking to Wang Zhou:
"Both hardness and sharpness are acceptable."
Wang Zhou was furious upon hearing this.
"Damn it, can you be serious for once? I know you have connections, but don't get me in trouble!"
After Wang Zhou finished speaking, he pointed to the straw figures behind the shop and shouted:
"Go and try to cut it down. You only pass if you can cut one through!"
"The warehouse is in that red brick building behind the shed!"
Ding Yi didn't say anything upon hearing this, but just smiled, and then left with his longsword.
Ding Yi chopped at the straw man as Wang Zhou had instructed, and then took his longsword to the warehouse where weapons were stored.
When Ding Yi entered the warehouse, he found that there was no one there.
In fact, he is currently the only apprentice in this blacksmith shop. Other blacksmiths will choose to forge several swords and bring them over together, and will not make a separate trip for just one sword.
"How wonderful!"
Ding Yi looked at the iron swords displayed on the shelf in front of him, and immediately opened his arms as if embracing something.
Immediately afterwards, Ding Yi waved his hand slightly, and a column of water flew out from the wooden bucket containing water in the room. It then twisted and dispersed in space, turning into countless thin lines that flew towards the iron sword in front of him.
When these water lines come into contact with the iron sword, they automatically and rapidly transform into words, forming identical entries.
[Slightly enhances lifespan by 1 day]
That's right, that's Ding Yi's real purpose.
He instigated a war between the Yin-Yang Palace and Bazhou and Yizhou, then strengthened the weapons in the rear and transported them to the battlefield. From then on, he could steadily gain longevity and did not need to go to the battlefield himself!
Although the chances of gaining high-level worshippers are much smaller in this way, Ding Yi understands that quantitative change leads to qualitative change. Even if a thousand Qingyunzi die, it can provide him with ten thousand years of lifespan!
I'm a genius!
Ding Yi chuckled, and then a dense array of prompts appeared before his eyes.
[Currently available for enhancement; enhancement requires 1 day of lifespan. Enhance now?]
[Currently available for enhancement; enhancement requires 1 day of lifespan. Enhance now?]
..
This series of prompts filled Ding Yi's entire field of vision, and Ding Yi did not hesitate at all, directly choosing yes.
The next moment, all the shelves containing longswords trembled slightly, and then almost instantly calmed down.
A sharp longsword
[An extremely sharp longsword, seemingly crafted by a master; perhaps it will have an unexpected effect on the battlefield?]
Ding Yi looked at the uniform prompts in front of him, nodded in satisfaction, and then turned and left the warehouse.
The next day, Ding Yi, who was standing in the blacksmith shop pretending to observe Wang Zhou forging swords, suddenly noticed something. He raised an eyebrow and looked out onto the street.
At that moment, a group of soldiers dressed in black armor were walking down the street, each holding a piece of paper and asking questions of passersby.
With Ding Yi's current level of spiritual power, he only needed to glance at the paper to discover that it was actually a portrait drawn on it. He recognized the portrait as Li Baozheng in disguise!
"This man has committed heinous crimes! Whoever discovers him shall report to the Yin-Yang Palace and be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and a promotion of three ranks!"
The soldiers shouted loudly as they posted the portraits on the bulletin boards in the street.
Such a high reward aroused the interest of the people on the street. They all gathered around the bulletin board and stared at the portrait, as if trying to imprint the image of the person in the portrait deeply into their minds.
"Who is this guy? How could the Yin-Yang Palace offer such a high bounty?"
"I don't know, but they're definitely not a simple character. I'm not going to get involved, or I won't even know how I died!"
"Fortune favors the bold. What a fool! I'll take off as soon as I find him!"
The pedestrians on the street stood there discussing it, and every word of their discussion reached Ding Yi's ears.
"Strange, this evil god has actually started cooperating with the Yin-Yang Palace?"
Ding Yi frowned, then slowly relaxed his brow.
Although it was not a good omen, Ding Yi didn't care.
At this moment, his deadly plan is slowly unfolding. Once his lifespan is over, he will be able to begin true cultivation as a Lu Xian.
At that time, all those evil gods and Yin-Yang Palaces will be nothing but dust beneath their feet!
"Stop looking at me, kid. How many of those who have a bounty on their heads from the Yin Yang Palace are easy to deal with? Focus on learning my skills and make a living here from now on!"
Wang Zhou's voice came over, immediately pulling Ding Yi's thoughts back to the present.
"Yes."
Ding Yi didn't speak, but just smiled and nodded.
On the other side, the Yin Palace.
Sun Qiao'er sat on the table with a gloomy expression, her brows furrowed as she looked at the wanted poster in front of her.
She was naturally familiar with the person in the portrait, and because of the Seven Absolutes Palace's actions with Ding Yi, the palace even sent someone to ask her about it.
Fortunately, Sun Qiao'er directly denied her relationship with Ding Yi, only stating that it was Fu Lousheng, the director of the Baihe City Supervisory Office, who recommended her at the time.
Fu Lousheng was severely injured and on the verge of death by the evil god in Baihe City that day, and is now lying in the palace receiving emergency treatment, so naturally it proves nothing.
However, as a direct descendant of the Yin-Yang Palace, Sun Qiao'er was not one to lie, so the visitor only asked a few questions and left in a hurry after receiving no information.
At this moment, a petite figure walked up behind Sun Qiao'er, naturally patted Sun Qiao'er's shoulders with both hands, and muttered:
“Miss, you’ve been staring at this portrait for ages. Although finding this person could lead to a promotion of three ranks, Yun’er has a feeling it’s not that simple.”
Upon hearing this, Sun Qiao'er smiled and folded the portrait in front of her, then patted the hand on her shoulder and said:
"Yun'er, I need to go down the mountain in the next few days to purchase some things for the palace."
Mo Yun was taken aback upon hearing this, and then asked:
“Miss, why don’t you just leave the purchasing to me? You’re a butler now, how can you do this kind of work?”
Sun Qiao'er smiled and shook her head without saying anything. Seeing this, Mo Yun immediately shut her mouth and continued to massage Sun Qiao'er's shoulders.
A day later, it rained heavily.
The streets were quite quiet in the rain. The usual bustling crowds of pedestrians were now few and far between, and most people were hurrying along the road in raincoats.
Meanwhile, the blacksmith shop was still bustling with activity.
In fact, these foundry workers actually prefer this kind of rainy weather.
They could sense the scent of rain in the air; this cool sensation could soothe their agitated hearts and make the forging process faster.
"Ah, sir, what would you like to order?"
Just then, a tense greeting drew everyone's attention.
They all looked towards the shop, only to see a woman in a long robe holding an umbrella standing in front of it, looking at the swords and knives hanging above the shop.
The woman was already stunningly beautiful, and now, standing in the rain with an umbrella, she appeared even more delicate. Coupled with the Yin-Yang Palace steward pattern embroidered on her long robe, she evoked a burning heat from the depths of these burly men who spent their days forging iron.
"Holy crap, this is amazing!"
Wang Zhou looked at the woman and exclaimed in surprise.
"Gudu, Gudu."
First, the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard from inside the blacksmith's shop, followed by the sound of hammering as forging.
The blacksmiths understood that although the woman was beautiful, they could only look at her once, as the difference in their social status was too great for them to touch.
"Pick a soft sword for me and deliver it to room number three on the fourth floor of Wanbao Restaurant."
The woman left a message, then opened her umbrella and disappeared into the rain.
All the blacksmiths sighed and lamented, but Ding Yi stood there with a raised eyebrow.
Why did Sun Qiao'er come to see him at this time?