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“Heavy weaponry…” Gongye Sibo sized up Tang Luo, hesitating a bit before asking, “What kind of weapon do you want, Lord Luo?”

“I want to forge a few hammers.” Tang Luo already had a plan in mind, he took out several blueprints from his pocket and handed them to Gongye Sibo.

The dark-skinned master blacksmith took the blueprints, gave them a glance, and shook his head with a wry smile: “Lord Luo, you really have…unique tastes.”

Young masters from big families, especially those with exceptional talents like these, not only need their weapons to align with their martial path, but also to have a sophisticated and suave look.

Most people like them affirm their prestige with swords or blades, and the exceptionally extravagant ones might even use flutes, pipes, or folding fans. Tang Luo’s choice of weapon, however, opened up a new perspective for him.

A long-handled war hammer with the requirement of weight over 1800 pounds, a spiked maul designed specifically to fracture spiritual shields and protective armor strength.

Two short-handed chaos hammers, each weighing 800 pounds. These seemed like standard weaponry, but they could be disassembled to be used as hidden weapons.

Gongye Sibo found it hard to comprehend. He looked at Tang Luo’s lean figure and short stature and wondered: why would he need such heavy weaponry?

“Master Gongye, when can you finish them?” Tang Luo asked directly.

Weapons of this kind, neither requiring spirit infusion nor made from special materials, are definitely not going to be Tang Luo’s main weapons in the future. After all, within two years he will reach the Fierce Realm, by then he will pick a spirit weapon that suits him from the vault. These hammers, manufactured according to the models of the spirit weapons in his mind, are merely for practice — at least when he changes his weapon, they will bring a sense of familiarity.

But Gongye Sibo was unaware of all these. As the chief of the blacksmiths, he could easily accept this commission, but this time, he didn’t want to.

After some deliberation Gongye Sibo decided to voice his doubts: “Lord Luo, there is something I’m not sure if I should say.”

“Go ahead.”

“I think a heavy hammer might not be suitable for you.” Gongye Sibo gritted his teeth and expressed his concerns straightforwardly.

As a master blacksmith, this wasn’t something he should be saying, but remembering how Tang Luo had previously forged a set of black copper armor for every martial artist in the Martial Hall, he didn’t want this kind-hearted young lord to make a misguided choice.

“It’s not for me, it’s for a servant. Any other issues?” Tang Luo replied casually.

Upon hearing this, Gongye Sibo blushed, hurriedly replying, “No no, it was my misunderstanding. You can collect it in two days.”

“Okay. See you later, Master Gongye.” Tang Luo turned around and left, his expression unchanging.

Life is like that sometimes. Some people with good intentions might try to guide you based on their own experiences, advising you on the path your life should take.

Most of the time, such guidance is absurd. Just like Gongye Sibo, who had no knowledge of Tang Luo’s careful considerations when he chose the hammer out of dozens of weapons. He was merely judging based on Tang Luo’s physical appearance, and wanted to reject it all.

To Gongye Sibo, the advice he offered was an honest statement that he mustered up the courage to say, willingly taking on the risk of offending Luo. He truly meant well.

However, the reality is, before you fully understand a situation, any judgment you make, whether well-intended or malicious, can’t be accurate.

In such instances, well-intentioned acts would be far more troublesome than the malicious ones, because the other side would constantly worry for you, fearing you would go astray. If Tang Luo had answered back directly, no matter how reasonable his arguments were, in Gongye Sibo’s eyes, he would have just seemed reckless.

So, he lied, a lie that would convince Gongye Sibo to accept the task of forging the hammer without any further inquiries.

Being a 15-year-old boy, Tang Luo often attracted unwanted attention and advice about life. If he had to argue or explain his actions to each and every person, that would consume all his time and he wouldn’t get any work done.

So, when Tang Guangyu asked him why he stepped down, he said it was to address his weaknesses; when Gongye Sibo asked him why he wanted to forge a hammer, he said it was needed by a servant.

All these were lies, but there was no harm intended. He just didn’t have time to waste.

After sorting out these matters, he had to find his master. If it hadn’t been for Tang Guangyu’s words, he wouldn’t have known that the best physical techniques expert in the Secret Arts Pavilion was his own master.

That caused him to find a shortcut. After all, learning physical techniques could be self-taught, but having a predecessor by your side could save a lot of detours.

So, after placing his order at the blacksmith shop, Tang Luo arrived at Tang Hongtao’s lab with a big smile on his face.

“Master-” Saying sweet words to please his master, Tang Luo was doing his best to use his advantage as a teen.

Tang Hongtao was puzzled. In recent days, Tang Luo had rarely visited the Martial Hall because of an affair with the Han Family’s vault. His first task upon returning was not to proceed with his team but to visit him. It was indeed strange.

“Luo Er, do you need something from your master?” As they were alone, Tang Hongtao did not use Tang Luo’s official title.

Tang Luo smiled even more sweetly, replying:” Nothing specific, I just wanted to discuss some physical techniques with Master.”

Tang Hongtao was taken aback and asked, “What about the Seal Method project?”

“I have fully delegated the Seal Method research to Tang Guangyu, I will now focus on martial arts.” Tang Luo shrugged, replying directly.

This was something he definitely had to report to Tang Hongtao, so there was no reason to beat around the bush. Furthermore, delegating responsibilities was an effective way to clarify his stance.

Faced with Tang Luo’s firm decision, Tang Hongtao sighed and said, “Is it because of Han family’s Undying Battle Body?”

As one of the earliest people who arrived at the mountain valley, the incredible strength of the fifth-ranked Undying Battle Body was surprising. After Tang Luo and Ji Fu signed the agreement, even though none of them came forward, the martial artists sitting behind were all at Fierce realm, and they could hear all the commotion in the middle.

However, seeing Tang Luo complete the ninth rank Undying Battle Body within a moment, he expected that day would come, but he didn’t expect it to come so soon.

“Nothing gets past you, Master.” Tang Luo smiled, “It’s true. Because I have a higher affinity for the Undying Battle Body than my predecessors, I must take a different path.”

Real powerhouses always carve out their unique martial cultivations. As for those hoping to become someone else’s shadow, no matter how gifted they may be, they will eventually fade into the crowd because what suits others may not suit you.

Seeing that Tang Luo is so young and has already understood how to develop his martial cultivation and create his style, Tang Hongtao nodded with satisfaction: “Since you have decided, you should focus on physical techniques with me. What is your current physical and strength level?”

“In terms of my physique, I should soon reach the equivalent strength of nine bulls and two tigers, as for my strength, well, haha, I was previously engrossed in Spirit Arts and am at a comparatively lower level.” Tang Luo awkwardly responded, scratching his head..