Super God: Melo's Eight Unique Skills Open a Blacksmith Shop

Business was dismal.

Quite a few people from Xiqi came to observe Ji Qi's refined iron weapons and equipment because they found them rare, but almost none of them actually bought them.

Ten copper shells are quite expensive.

Even in the Western Zhou Dynasty, stir-frying wasn't common. If you needed to cut meat, large, sharp stones were sufficient.

Why spend a lot of money to buy a weapon? It's rare and ordinary people don't need it at all, and of course, most of them can't afford it.

Ordinary households that could afford it also had bronze weapons.

They shouted for a long time.

The lively scene in front of Ji Qi's blacksmith shop finally attracted the attention of the person he was waiting for.

Surrounded by his guards, King Wu of Zhou, dressed in white linen, politely inquired, "Excuse me, sir, is your forging craft available for sale?"

What about a brave man? Pretty much, it just means a handsome guy.

Ji Qi shook his head and replied seriously, "I don't sell forging techniques and ships, but I can sell you a fine sword, young master."

As he spoke, he handed a sharp, silver-gleaming iron sword to King Wu of Zhou, and said something profound to him.

"This suits you perfectly, young master. Don't miss this opportunity!"

If King Zhou hadn't taken this sword, the story of the Shang and Zhou dynasties in this universe might have been rewritten.

After all, forced relationships are never sweet.

Ji Qi's actions already constituted a significant intervention; even he, the supreme angel, failed.

Therefore, Keisha and Hexi definitely won't help Xizhou in the next round, since King Wu didn't even give them face.

King Wu of Zhou admired the exquisite patterns on the iron sword and said, "How much is this precious sword? I'll buy it."

"One hundred copper coins." Ji Qi asked for an exorbitant price, but felt he had sold it too cheaply, after all, this was the price in the world.

Upon hearing this, King Wu of Zhou hesitated. Behind him, an elderly man with a white beard said excitedly, "Your Majesty, this blacksmith is selling weapons at such high prices. He's clearly trying to rip you off because of your noble attire. We mustn't fall for his trick and waste your money!"

"Could you make it cheaper, brave warrior?" King Wu of Zhou gritted his teeth, looking at the exceptionally handsome man before him.

He always felt that if he didn't buy it, he would lose a lot.

Ji Qi thought for a moment and said, "Since you called me handsome twice, I'll give you a 20% discount, eighty."

"It's so expensive, King Wu, please think twice!" the old man cried out in anguish.

"You old man, you think it's too expensive? I think it's too cheap! Look at the chaos and turmoil right now, who has the confidence to do business?"

"Eighty it is, give it to him."

"King Wu, you mustn't be a foolish ruler! How can you squander your wealth so lavishly just because of your own hobbies?"

"You old man, you talk too much. You have to give to receive. That's called courage and magnanimity. How can a dignified King Wu be petty? Right?" Ji Qi threw the sword to King Wu of Zhou.

"It's yours! You won't regret your decision today."

"Does that brave warrior's sword have a name?"

"Without a sword in your hand, you can choose any name you like," Ji Qi shrugged, indicating that he didn't care.

King Wu of Zhou gripped the sword as if he held the entire world in his hands. He exhaled softly and said with great affection, "Since I call myself the Son of Heaven, then the sword in my hand shall naturally be called the Son of Heaven's Sword."

"With the emperor's arrival, who can rival him? What a wonderful name!"

The Emperor's Sword, in this world, even the gods retreat.

Done.

Ji Qi quickly looked up and shouted loudly.

"Come and take a look! This is a sword that even King Wu of Zhou bought. It's not 100 cowrie shells, it's only 20! Buy it and bring peace and protection from evil. You can even use it to chop melons and vegetables."

"Hey, didn't you just sell ten shells?"

"Can what happened just now be the same as what we're doing now? This is a fine sword that even King Wu of Zhou bought. You think it's too expensive, but I think it's too expensive too."

"Think about it: King Wu of Zhou had a sword tucked into his waistband, and you all carry one on your waistbands. That's how you show your respect and admiration for King Wu!"

"You shrewd merchant, twenty dollars, huh? I'll buy it."

……

A day has passed in a flash.

King Wu of Zhou, who was leading his army out of the city to fight, passed by the street where he had bought a sword from the blacksmith shop the day before.

He discovered that the spot where the blacksmith's shop used to be was now completely empty.

This puzzled King Wu of Zhou, who asked the old man beside him, "By the way, Doctor, where did that blacksmith shop go yesterday?"

"Hey, wasn't the blacksmith shop right there? Where did it go? Am I getting senile?"

"It seems we haven't misremembered." King Wu of Zhou gripped the heavy sword at his waist.

Was that exceptionally handsome and valiant man from yesterday truly extraordinary?

Qingqing, who was riding a horse beside him, had recovered a lot from her injuries thanks to the pills provided by Erlang.

Hearing King Wu of Zhou and the old man talking, she asked curiously, "What blacksmith shop? What are you talking about?"

"Oh, that blacksmith was a very handsome and strong man." King Wu of Zhou thought to himself, feeling that the man's appearance was becoming more and more blurred, more and more majestic and more and more sublime.

"It's very good. Is it as good as Erlang and Sanzha?"

"How can I put it? There's no comparison... Speaking of San Zha, today's battle was probably incredibly dangerous. If he couldn't escape, his life might be in danger, and he'd have to come to our rescue! It's strange that he took such a huge risk; I'm worried!"

"Don't worry, Erlang and I are here."

"Yes, no matter what, we will definitely rescue our third brother this time." The still-kids Jinzha and Yinzha patted their chests confidently.

……

From Jiqi's perspective.

The 400,000-strong Shang Dynasty army and the Western Zhou army went to war again.

The Vajra Thirty-Six Heavenly Star Array is activated.

Erlang, Qingqing, Jinzha, and Yinzha, who took the initiative to fight back, were inevitably enveloped by the Milky Way.

Those who go in will be severely injured, even if they don't die. Even with silver pills, their combat power will be difficult to recover in a few days under the suppression of Dingheng Star.

The scales of victory had tipped in favor of Ge Xiaolun's elite troops; they even felt certain of victory.

Now all the gods of the Western Zhou Dynasty who entered the battle suffered.

If they cannot escape in time, by the time they get out, they will probably only be able to collect the corpses of the entire Xiqi.

Ge Xiaolun ordered Gao Da to attack in order to rescue Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang, who had been bound and suspended on the city wall for many days with bruises and swelling.

These days, Erlang would use the God-Slaying Whip to whip the two of them whenever he had free time, causing them unbearable pain.

Before becoming super soldiers of the Super Soldier Squad, Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang were just ordinary people or hooligans with no bottom line. They didn't have the strong will to endure torture.

They thought that if they could persuade them to surrender, well, they would surrender. After all, they were from the future and didn't have any feelings for the Shang Dynasty, nor were they particularly loyal to that damned King Zhou of Shang.

Surrender, as long as it's not to aliens, is barely acceptable.

but.

Erlang has been beating them for almost seven days and seven nights, asking them every day, "Will you talk? Will you talk? Will you talk?"

I didn't ask them any questions, what was there to say?

Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang were on the verge of tears. Every time they tried to surrender, they were slapped in the face. What were they supposed to say?

They realized that this guy really wanted to beat them up.

Suffering!

Seeing that Erlang and the others had all been caught in the Heavenly Star Formation, and knowing that they would suffer inside, Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang were gloating.

It looked like Ge Xiaolun was about to break through the Western Zhou army.

Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang, their faces bruised and swollen, were relieved that they hadn't surrendered, otherwise it would have been embarrassing. It was like they had joined the enemy in 1949; they had just surrendered and were already defeated. Who knows how long Xiao Lun would have mocked them.