He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 290 A deal with huge benefits
Jiang Lin stretched out his hand, and a wisp of mysterious energy burst out from his fingertips. A large amount of heaven and earth energy followed, covering it and gradually extending out until it was more than twenty meters.

Although in terms of length, it is only a few meters longer than the ninth level of Yuanwu Realm, but because its core is a more condensed mysterious energy, its power is incomparable.

Looking at the sword energy bursting out from his fingertips, Jiang Lin had a feeling in his heart.

Combined with the Sky-Breaking Sword Technique, when this sword is swung out, a third or fourth level Divine Martial Realm warrior in front of him will be as brittle as a piece of paper.

If he added that mid-grade Xuanbing long sword, even if Yu Shuai, who was at the sixth level of the Divine Martial Realm, stood in front of him, he would probably be seriously injured or even killed on the spot.

With the cultivation level of the second level in the Divine Martial Realm, his combat power has reached the sixth level in the Divine Martial Realm!
Jiang Lin couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, thinking back to when his martial arts skills were low, a second-grade Yuanwu realm guard could force him to join the border army in search of support.

With his current strength, let alone one second-grade Yuanwu realm warrior, he could easily kill even a hundred of them.

Jiang Lin glanced at another martial arts skill.

[Boxing Level 7: Can integrate what you have learned in the past and create your own boxing. Current progress of your own martial arts is %]

The last time I went to Zuowang Tower, I looked through some martial arts secrets, and my progress in creating my own boxing skills has increased, except for 11%.

The power of the Sky-Breaking Sword Technique made Jiang Lin even more excited about his own boxing technique.

By then, with the two special skills at hand, he would not be afraid of anyone below the sixth rank of the Divine Martial Realm getting close to him.

At long distances, with top-grade Xuanbing-level Chaos Heavy Arrows, even if you can withstand one arrow, can you withstand a hundred arrows?

Now I am already standing at a peak!
After a long time, Jiang Lin looked himself inside and out, and after making sure that there was nothing missing, he looked around.

A group of people had been waiting for a long time, and Jiang Lin waved to them.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but few dared to step forward.

The main reason was that many people were too close before, and now they were injured and feeling uncomfortable all over, so they had to find a place to treat their injuries first.

Seeing a group of people supporting each other and leaving, Jiang Lin smiled bitterly.

We have already told them to stay a thousand meters away, so how could they still be affected? It seems they have to stay further away next time.

Cai Xingchang and Zheng Qiran were the first to come forward. They looked him up and down with complicated eyes and strange expressions.

Jiang Lin felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by them, and he was not familiar with Cai Xingchang, so he bowed and asked, "Master Zheng, who is this?"

Zheng Qiran said, "This is General Cai Xingchang, Lord Cai. He is also under the command of Marshal Yu and has been at the border with our Zhenshuo Camp."

Jiang Lin was a little surprised. What was the second-rank general doing here?
He quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Master Cai."

Cai Xingchang politely returned the greeting, and then couldn't help asking, "What is your current level of cultivation... Divine Martial Realm?"

"It should be the second grade." Jiang Lin said.

Although he had already guessed this result, Cai Xingchang still couldn't help but feel emotional when he heard Jiang Lin confirm it with his own ears.

He exhaled lightly and said, "Master Jiang is young and promising, which makes me feel ashamed. I have practiced for decades and trained in the border army for decades. I think I am already a master. But compared with Master Jiang, I am nothing."

A second-rank general of a border army treated a fifth-rank doctor of the Ministry of Works with the same courtesy as someone of the same rank. In Cai Xingchang's eyes, Jiang Lin was already a person of the same generation as him.

The difference in grades is only useful to ordinary people.

For a truly capable person, rank is nothing but a passing cloud.

What's more, Jiang Lin traveled thousands of miles to rescue Liao Mingxu and tens of thousands of border troops, and cooperated with Marshal Yu to kill fourteen masters of Xuanhua Dao with one sword.

This record is unmatched in the more than 400 years of Daqian.

Jiang Lin is indeed qualified for the position of general that General Ling promised him.

What's more, Jiang Lin not only has a high level of cultivation and strong combat power, but also has unrivaled blacksmithing skills.

Precious weapons, spiritual weapons, and mysterious weapons are readily available.

If such a person could really join the border army, within ten years, the border army's combat effectiveness would at least soar several times!
One man is worth thousands of troops, and this is no joke.

Unfortunately, Jiang Lin is not greedy for fame, wealth and power. Now he is favored by two marshals. It is impossible to use force, so he can only win him over by personal connections.

After thinking this through, Cai Xingchang said, "I heard from Zheng Qiran that Lord Jiang likes materials for ironwork? In the battles on the frontier in recent years, we have captured a lot of things, and I will have someone send them to Lord Jiang later. Regardless of whether they can be used or not, it is a token of my appreciation."

"This... how can we not accept the reward without any merit..."

"Does the relationship between Lord Jiang and our border troops require fame and fortune? You and I are colleagues, and we are just exchanging courtesy. And this time, I have something important to ask Lord Jiang for help."

Cai Xingchang's words were so pleasant and his position was so high that Jiang Lin hurriedly said, "Master Cai, please tell me. I will do my best wherever I can."

"I heard that Lord Jiang has built a whole battalion of weapons for the Zhenshuo Camp. The lowest ones are middle fourth grade, and ten percent of them are upper third grade?" Cai Xingchang said bluntly: "Just according to the price Zheng Qiran gave before, four million taels of silver for a battalion, plus two hundred different ironmaking materials. I have a total of thirty battalions under my command, and we will all do the same." Qi the blacksmith and other master craftsmen who followed over felt their scalps tingling after hearing this. They were extremely excited.

Previously, these elite blacksmiths received an additional benefit of 20,000 taels of silver each for the equipment of an entire battalion of the Zhenshuo camp.

Thirty large camps, that would cost at least 600,000 taels, right?
Developed!
This time I'm really going to get rich!
Jiang Lin was also very tempted by this deal.

Not to mention that he could get about 30% to 40% of the silver, which is nearly 50 million taels.

The thirty camps alone, with a total of six thousand different ironmaking materials, were more beneficial to him than fifty million taels of silver!
With these materials, Hengyu Furnace, Star-Destroying Hammer, Chaos Arrow and so on, they can at least be promoted to upper-grade Yuan soldiers, and maybe even lower-grade holy soldiers!
Jiang Lin naturally wanted such a great benefit.

But at the same time, he had an idea: since he had already done it, why not make it a bigger one?
So he said to Cai Xingchang: "We need to discuss this matter further. I can't agree to it immediately."

"Why?" Cai Xingchang asked puzzledly.

If you can forge weapons for the Zhenshuo Camp, can't you forge weapons for other camps? It's not like you're working for nothing.

Although the price was not high, the border troops still paid a lot, totaling more than 100 million silver pieces and thousands of blacksmithing materials.

Jiang Lin said solemnly: "In my eyes, whether it is the Zhenshuo Camp or other camps, they are all brothers of our border army. The brothers under Lord Cai are brothers, but what about the people under the other generals? They are all under Marshal Yu, and we can't favor one over the other."

Cai Xingchang vaguely understood what was going on: "You mean... to build weapons for all the camps under Marshal Yu?"

"That should be the case." Jiang Lin said, "Marshal Yu helped me, and it was not easy to find a chance to repay him. Now that I have the chance, how can I let it go easily? But I still need to report this matter to Marshal Yu and let him know. What do you think, Lord Cai?"

Cai Xingchang hesitated for a moment, then thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.

It is really unconscionable that our own camp came back to rest and took over the best weapons, while other camps got no benefits at all.

By then, other generals, such as Ma Quanwu and others, will go to Marshal Yu and make trouble, and they might even force him to take out what he has eaten.

Instead of doing this, it’s better to do a favor.

After thinking this through, Cai Xingchang immediately said, "Lord Jiang is very thoughtful. I was a little rash. How about this, you and I go to Marshal Yu and report this to him."

"Master Yu has returned to Kyoto?" Jiang Lin asked curiously.

"I just came back for two days, and I was going to report to His Majesty about the remnants of the Xuanhua Dao." Cai Xingchang said.

Jiang Lin understood. There were only fifteen mountain masters left in Xuanhua Dao, and fourteen of them were killed by a single sword. This was a big deal, and he should indeed report the credit to His Majesty.

"Then please lead the way, Lord Cai." Jiang Lin said.

Cai Xingchang nodded, without saying much, and led Jiang Lin towards Kyoto City.

Zheng Qiran watched the two men flying away from behind and muttered to himself, if Lord Jiang really made weapons for all the camps under Marshal Yu, his prestige would probably be second only to Marshal Yu.

Then Lord Jiang will really become Lord Jiang!
Gupi Lane. Under the leadership of Cai Xingchang, Jiang Lin stepped into this legendary lane for the first time.

The military officers in charge of the guard looked at Jiang Lin curiously and asked, "Master Cai, who is this?"

"He is Lord Jiang Linjiang, who came from thousands of miles away to help Liao Mingxu and killed fourteen mountain masters of Xuanhua Dao with a single sword strike." Cai Xingchang introduced with a smile.

Several military officers immediately stood in awe. The legend of Lord Jiang had spread widely among the border troops, and it was said that some people in the court had begun discussing the matter.

Especially when he thought about how not long ago, Old Man Wei, wearing tattered armor, knelt at the entrance of the alley for a long time, begging Marshal Yu to give Jiang Lin a way to live.

Now this person has grown to the point where he no longer needs anyone's protection and can even rescue the border troops.

Cai Xingchang walked along, smiling all the way, saying, "Lord Jiang's demeanor is very popular in Kyoto City now. If one day I can go to the court to meet His Majesty, I will know that my fame is so great that everyone knows it."

Jiang Lin said: "No matter how famous I am, it is just superficial. It cannot compare to the border troops who have fought on the battlefield for hundreds of years and forged the reputation of Daqian with their blood and lives."

"As the old saying goes, there is no such thing as a peaceful life. It's just that someone is carrying the burden for you. Without the frontier troops fighting in front of me, how can I have a peaceful life as a forger?"

These words made Cai Xingchang stunned.

Everyone said that the Bian army was crazy, unreasonable and unaccountable, but only from Jiang Lin did he hear good words.

Moreover, what Cai Xingchang saw in Jiang Lin's eyes was sincerity, without any falsehood.

"Now I understand a little bit why you can get along with our border troops." Cai Xingchang sighed.

There are tens of millions of Daqian people, but only a few of them can understand the border troops, and this is the only one.

At this time, an old voice came: "There is no such thing as a peaceful life, but someone is carrying the burden for you. Boy, you are good at swordsmanship, but I didn't expect you to be so good at talking. This makes me have to look at you with more respect."

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