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

Chapter 427 Smart Boy

There was another chaotic sound, and several figures in colorful rainbow lights walked out from the depths of the Qin’s mansion.

A voice filled with anger rang out: "Let them go!"

All the Qin clan members could tell that this was the voice of their previous clan leader.

Even though he was indignant, the three major sects arrived at the same time, and there were strange weapons that even the third level of the Divine Martial Realm could not withstand.

They knew that if the fight continued, Qin would suffer no good.

I could only suppress the anger in my heart and stand aside.

Ma Ningyan had not expected that the fighting power of the powerful clan would be so strong.

I thought that with the advantage in numbers and the late-night raid, we would have a certain chance of success.

Now it seems that I have underestimated the power of the powerful clans.

The fact that they have survived countless changes of dynasties and are still standing today is enough to explain a lot.

As for our side, it was overestimated.

If there hadn’t been any outside help, I would have died here today.

Her expression was slightly gloomy, and she was about to lead her people away.

Suddenly, a voice came into my ears: "The wall of the Qin family's house is so weak, and it killed and injured so many people. Don't you have to pay compensation?"

"Is there any justice in this world?"

Ma Ningyan looked up in surprise and looked in the direction of the blacksmith shop.

Although she couldn't see anyone, she could still clearly identify who the voice came from.

When the Qin clan members heard this voice, they became even more furious.

Even the Qin clan leader who was high in the sky had a gloomy expression when he heard this.

"You are going too far. They were the ones who broke into my Qin family's house and slaughtered people wantonly. How can you turn the tables on them?"

Jiang Lin's voice came again: "I see, since you both insist on your own opinions, let's fight again."

Having said that, Jiang Lin let go of his hand.

The holy arrow of the supervisor flew out of his hand and shot towards the patriarch of the Qin family.

As the arrows flew over, the Qin clan leader felt the pressure from the holy arrows.

He shouted angrily and punched the arrow.

His cultivation at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm allowed him to face any enemy bravely.

Even if the arrow in front of you seems very powerful, it doesn't matter.

So far, he has never seen a weapon that cannot be destroyed by his fists.

When the monitor's holy soldier's arrow and fist collided, it broke through the defense almost instantly.

The Qin clan leader's pupils contracted and a look of fear appeared on his face.

"This arrow..."

The fist that he was so proud of was as fragile as tofu in front of the Holy Soldier's arrow.

The arrow instantly penetrated the entire arm and came out from behind the shoulder.

Then, half of his body exploded, and various different characteristics, accompanied by evil forces, quickly invaded.

This powerful clan at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm finally felt the fear of death.

He fell from a high altitude, and countless Qin clan members cried out in surprise: "Clan leader!"

The aura deep in the Qin family's mansion seemed to move, but the gazes of the Xuanhua Dao and Jueyuan Dao followed suit.

In front of the blacksmith shop, Jiang Lin once again pulled out a Holy Soldier Arrow and placed it on the Sun-Chasing Bow.

The heavy feeling of oppression caused the breath deep in the house to hesitate slightly, but it eventually shrank back.

"What compensation do you want?" a frustrated voice came out.

Ma Ningyan was a little slow to react. It was one thing to raid a powerful clan late at night and kill many of their people, but could he actually ask for compensation?
Is there such an axiom in the world?
Some members of the Qin clan shouted in dissatisfaction: "How can there be such justice? It is obviously them..."

Before he could finish his words, a stream of powerful energy burst out from deep within the house.

The Qin clan member who was at the eighth level of the Yuanwu realm vomited blood and flew backwards. After landing, he fainted on the spot. There was no other way for him to say anything.

"Tell me what compensation you want!" The frustrated voice was even more angry.

Ma Ningyan subconsciously glanced in the direction of the blacksmith shop, and then looked at Xie Zimo and others.

Taking a deep breath, she gritted her teeth and said, "We want ten thousand taels of gold, one hundred thousand taels of silver, five thousand war horses, weapons, armor..."

The Qin clan members were furious when they heard this. He broke into our house and killed people, and now he dares to ask for so many things!
If you have the life to get it, aren't you afraid that you won't have the life to spend it?

At this time, Jiang Lin's voice came again: "Ningyan, this is not how you ask for compensation."

Ma Ningyan was stunned, and then felt a little guilty. Was she really asking for too much?

Yes, even with the help of Grandpa Hong and the three major Taoist sects, after all, they are taking advantage of the powerful clans, how can they be so greedy.

Jiang Lin said: "How about this, I will teach you once."

Ma Ningyan nodded quickly, not caring whether Jiang Lin could hear her or not: "Then let Grandpa Hong make the decision."

She was thinking, if the number is reduced to 20%...

No, even 10% is a huge bargain.

"In that case, let me talk about compensation for you."

"First, one million taels of gold, ten million taels of silver, one hundred thousand war horses, and two hundred thousand sets of weapons and armor."

"This is the compensation for the war damage. As for the innocent people who were crushed to death or injured, it will be calculated at 20% of this standard."

"This kind of compensation is okay."

Everyone listened quietly, no one spoke, only pairs of eyes kept widening.

Even Ma Ningyan was so shocked that she was speechless. Is this called compensation?
You can obviously rob it, but you have to make it sound so high-sounding.

Even the people from the three major sects couldn't help but glance sideways towards the blacksmith shop.

Only Xie Zimo and Xie Tianyou spoke at the same time: "Uncle Hong is right. This compensation is reasonable."

Xie Yushuang's voice was heard from the black and white chessboard. "Uncle Hong is a fair person. This compensation is indeed reasonable."

The other Taoists looked at each other and said in unison: "That makes sense."

The Qin clan members were so angry that they almost vomited blood. It’s so reasonable!
Are you Taoists blind?

Can’t tell who is right and who is wrong?

But they knew in their hearts that it was not that the Taoists could not understand right and wrong, but that they did not need to understand.

It is true that no one can wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.

The Taoist sect came here just to help Ma Ningyan, so it was natural for them to take sides.

The Qin clan members did not say anything. They were powerless and the ones who could really make the decision were behind them.

Deep in the courtyard, that aura had been silent for a long time.

After a while, Jiang Lin's voice came: "My hands are sore."

The second holy arrow of the Supervisory Soldiers flew across several thousand meters and penetrated deep into the Qin family’s residence.

Boom——

Then there was a muffled groan and a faint smell of blood coming from the backyard.

All the Qin clan members were stunned. Was the old patriarch injured?

Jiang Lin took out the third Holy Soldier Arrow and aimed it at the Qin family residence again, his voice extremely cold.

"I have a lot of arrows like this. How many can you catch?"

The atmosphere deep within the Qin family residence was finally no longer peaceful.

There was a hint of fear and dread in the voice.

"My Qin Group can provide such compensation, but there is a condition."

"Too much nonsense." Jiang Lin's voice became even colder.

Possessing weapons that transcend his time, he has only one enemy in this world, and that is the top masters who truly stand at the level of Daowu.

But in this era, there are very few such masters left, and only the older generation are lingering on and dare not show up easily.

After all, they are only at the Daowu realm, not true gods.

When you are old, your arms and legs are frail and you may die if you are not careful.

Seeing that Jiang Lin was about to shoot again, Ma Ningyan suddenly said, "Grandpa Hong, wait a minute! I want to hear his terms."

Ma Ningyan knew very well that if she forced Qin to hand over these things, she would naturally be able to do it.

But what happens afterwards?

The Qin family must be holding a grudge and seeing themselves and others as thorns in their eyes and bones in their flesh.

Now with the help of the Taoist sect and the threat of Grandpa Hong’s magic arrows, the Qin family might not dare to do anything.

But my goal is not just a small place.

What should we do if the Qin family takes the opportunity to cause chaos after the war?
It would be better to give them a chance and see what the conditions are. Maybe there will be room for maneuver.

Seeing Ma Ningyan say this, Jiang Lin slightly loosened the bowstring: "Then let's listen to him for now."

A voice came from deep inside the house: "I can give you the things, but I want to know how to make such weapons."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "I have never seen such an arrow before."

"If the Qin family knows how to build it, then what's the use of helping you conquer the world?"

Ma Ningyan's heart tightened when she heard this, and she subconsciously said, "It's impossible. This kind of weapon is..."

"Ningyan." Jiang Lin's voice came, and Ma Ningyan's voice stopped abruptly.

Jiang Lin stood in front of the blacksmith shop, frowning slightly.

In the later Daqian, powerful clans monopolized elite blacksmiths and various rare resources.

Even the secret recipe of the precious weapon was blocked to the point where almost no one knew about it.

Is this something that is bound to happen, or is it a coincidence?

If you give it yourself, then it is inevitable.

But what if I don’t give it to you?
The powerful clans have already seen such weapons and are aware of their existence, so is it really impossible for them to create them themselves?
Gu An Ning suddenly pulled Jiang Lin and asked, "Grandfather, are you worried that if they get such weapons, it will be disadvantageous to us?"

"Yeah." Jiang Lin nodded and did not deny it.

"Then do you think they can create it by themselves?" Gu An Ning asked again.

Jiang Lin was thinking about this very thing, whether it was possible for the powerful clan to research the secret recipe of the precious weapon themselves.

"Did Grandfather come up with this kind of weapon himself?"

"Yes." Jiang Lin nodded.

The secret recipe for the precious weapon was indeed something he figured out through continuous exploration after he broke through the Yuanwu realm.

"I think that although my great grandfather is very capable, they may be able to figure out what you have figured out."

"On the contrary, if we can use this weapon to gain their help, that would be an advantage."

"After all, they can also forge weapons, but we won't have such help."

"If we can get help from a powerful clan, what mother wants to do may be much easier."

"Moreover, these powerful clans are all connected to each other. Maybe one person will spread the word to ten people, and ten people will spread the word to a hundred people. We can capture many places without bloodshed."

Jiang Lin looked down in surprise. Gu An Ning had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was handsome.

At this moment, his eyes are sharp and he is extremely intelligent.

"This kid...seems very smart."

Although what Gu Anning said was more idealistic, there was nothing wrong with it from a logical point of view.

Anyone can make weapons, but can everyone get help from powerful clans?

It doesn't seem like a loss to exchange an uncertain thing for a certain benefit.

(End of this chapter)