Chaotic World of Martial Arts: I Have a Spirit Pearl of Desire

"So that's how it is..."

Chen You frowned.

He was thinking, even if the people from the Hundred Refinements Armory were stupid, they wouldn't just break ties with the Luo family so soon after arriving, would they?

It turns out that their goal was to deliberately turn against us so that they could find an opportunity to confront us on the water.

"During a standoff, the patrol boats will definitely gather together, allowing them to secretly smuggle people out!"

Having obtained this information, Chen You naturally wouldn't let them get away with it.

On the one hand, the two sides have already broken off all pretense of civility.

On the other hand, those who are abducted are all women from poor families; we absolutely cannot let them succeed!

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The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

With a large sum of silver notes tucked in his pocket, Chen You led Lao Mu and Monkey, swaggering towards the busiest blacksmith market in the city.

As the saying goes, money gives heroes courage. Now that his wallet is bulging, Chen You walks with a certain ease.

His purpose in coming out this time was very simple.

Buy a good, handy weapon.

He has been practicing the "Overlord Blade Technique" diligently lately, and the power of his blade strikes is increasing day by day.

The old hatchet I had been using had become so loose and worn out from repeated violent handling that it would creak and groan with the slightest swing.

This old guy is completely beyond repair; he can't keep up with his current cultivation level.

"Brother Chen, if we want to buy weapons, we can't go wrong with the biggest blacksmith shop in this market! The craftsmen there are incredibly skilled!!"

The monkey led the way, enthusiastically introducing the place.

Chen You nodded and said, "Money is not a problem, the quality must be good."

"Of course, Brother Chen, watch out for the puddles ahead."

The monkey diligently led the way.

Before long, the three of them arrived at the busiest shop on the blacksmith street.

As soon as I reached the door, a wave of scorching heat hit me, accompanied by the rhythmic clanging of hammers, and the air was filled with the smell of rust and coke.

"Hey! Gentlemen, please come in! What would you like to pick out? We have all kinds of weapons and halberds here!"

When the waiter saw a customer arrive, he quickly wiped his sweat and came forward to greet him with a smile.

Chen You nodded slightly: "Show me your best steel knife."

"Alright! Please follow me, sir!" The waiter quickly led them to the weapons rack in the inner hall.

The weapons displayed in the inner hall were noticeably more refined than those outside, gleaming coldly and sharpened to an extremely fine point.

Old Mu and the monkey watched with wide eyes, touching this and that, marveling repeatedly.

Chen You stepped forward and casually drew out a large, imposing, hundred-refined steel sword.

He weighed it in his hand, slightly circulated his qi and blood, and then casually waved it gently into the air...

"call!"

Although the sound of the wind was crisp, Chen You frowned.

It's too light.

For an ordinary martial artist, this Jinggang sword, weighing over twenty kilograms, might be just the right size.

However, for Chen You, who was full of energy and blood, it felt as light as a reed in his hand, and he could not unleash the fierce and domineering momentum of the "Overlord Blade Technique".

"Get a heavier one." Chen You put the knife back in its holder.

The shop assistant quickly brought over several more of the shop's prized heavy swords, including a thick horse-slaying sword and a rugged nine-ringed sword.

Chen You tried it several times, but either the weight was just right but the center of gravity was off, making it awkward to hold.

Either the material is too poor, or the blade trembles faintly under the strain when you inject blood and qi with a little force, making it seem very delicate.

After much deliberation, Chen You tried out all the fine knives in the inner hall, but none of them satisfied him.

"Sir... these are all the best ready-made items in our shop." The waiter wiped away his cold sweat, somewhat embarrassed.

Chen You shook his head; the currency on the market was indeed unappealing.

He cut to the chase: "Call out your best blacksmith. I don't want to buy these ready-made ones; I want one custom-made."

The shop assistant dared not delay and hurriedly went to the back furnace to invite an old blacksmith with a bare upper body and bulging muscles.

Chen You didn't waste any words and went straight to his demands: "I need you to forge me a new single-edged battle sword using the best materials in the shop. There are only three requirements: First, the materials must be durable and sturdy; second, the blade must be absolutely sharp; third, and most importantly, it must weigh at least eighty pounds!!!"

Upon hearing the number "eighty jin," the old blacksmith and the apprentice beside him gasped in shock and looked at Chen You in astonishment.

Ordinary martial artists would only use a weapon weighing 30 jin (15 kg) at most, but this guy actually wants to forge a fierce iron weighing 80 jin (40 kg).

"Young man... no, sir, this eighty jin is no joke. Ordinary materials simply cannot be cast to this weight and still guarantee it won't break..."

The old blacksmith came to his senses and said in a deep voice.

"The materials are the best, and you'll be well paid for." Chen You reached into his robes and slapped a five-hundred-tael silver note onto the table, making a buzzing sound.

Upon seeing the large denomination silver note clearly marked "Five Hundred Taels," the old blacksmith's eyes lit up instantly. His hesitation vanished, and he laughed heartily, "Excellent! Very well! Since you have this need, sir, I will risk my life to forge you a heavy-duty, blood-sucking, gold-splitting sword!"

"Oh? What specific materials are you planning to use?" Chen You asked with interest.

When it came to forging, the old blacksmith patted his chest and said, "To meet your requirements of being heavy, hard, and extremely sharp, ordinary refined iron certainly won't do! I plan to use our shop's prized Black Mystic Refined Iron as the main material, and then mix in three catties of Star Pattern Cold Iron!!"

"Black Xuan Refined Iron has an extremely high density, making it heavy and resistant to drops and impacts; while Star Pattern Cold Iron can greatly enhance the sharpness and toughness of the blade. The combination of the two is absolutely indestructible!!"

At this point, the old blacksmith's expression turned solemn, and he continued, "However, this top-grade material is extremely difficult to handle; I alone cannot control it. I will need to enlist the help of my master, who has been retired for many years. He is the only master blacksmith in the city! We, master and apprentice, will work together, using the Hundred Refinement Furnace Array to unleash the ultimate furnace fire, forging it continuously for three days and three nights without interruption! Only a sword forged in this way can withstand the astonishing strength of you, guest sir!!!"

Chen You nodded slightly as he listened. Just from hearing the complicated process, he knew it was no ordinary product.

He asked directly, "How much silver do you need?"

The old blacksmith held up seven fingers, gritting his teeth, and said, "Both of these materials are rare, and with my master's help... it will cost at least seven hundred taels of silver!"

"Seven hundred taels???"

Old Mu and the monkey, who were standing to the side, gasped in shock upon hearing this, their eyes widening in disbelief.

Seven hundred taels of silver is enough to buy a huge, super-large mansion in the city, yet it's only for forging a knife?

This amount of money is more than they could earn in a lifetime... no, ten lifetimes of fighting!

Chen You raised an eyebrow slightly, not expecting that the five hundred taels of silver note he had just taken out would not be enough to pay for wages and materials.

However, he quickly came to terms with it after a moment's thought.

After all, he had just earned a full three thousand taels from Hengchong yesterday, so he was now very wealthy.

For a swordsman, a handy and reliable weapon is like a second life; the money spent is absolutely worth it!

"Alright! Seven hundred taels it is!" Chen You readily agreed. "Consider the five hundred taels a deposit!"

The old blacksmith quickly bowed and said, "Rest assured, sir! I will not fail in my mission!"

Over the next half hour, Chen You and the old blacksmith carefully discussed various details such as the length of the blade, the curvature of the handle, and the distribution of the center of gravity.

With everything finalized, the old blacksmith solemnly accepted the deposit and agreed that Chen You would come in ten days to test the knife and pick up the goods.

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For the next few days, Chen You did not rush to squander the money in his hands, but instead led his men on patrols along the river in an orderly manner.

Under the cover of night patrols, he secretly and carefully observed the speed of the river's current, the distribution of reefs, and the terrain of various waterway docks, silently preparing for a thorough confrontation with the Hundred Refinement Armory in the future.

Late that night, a thin layer of damp mist rose on the river.

A dark shadow slid into the icy river water like a fish, barely making a splash.

It was Chen You.

According to intelligence, a group of about thirty young women have been secretly transported here tonight by the Hundred Refinements Armory to the Private Code Head.

Chen You braved the water tonight to find out exactly which ship these people were being held on.

Chen You was an excellent swimmer, moving silently through the water and quickly reaching the target area.

In the dim moonlight, this remote dock belonging to the Hundred Refinements Armory appeared quite deserted.

A few dilapidated boats were scattered on the water, but a huge, imposing three-story ship was quietly anchored near the pier at the far end.

The ship was brightly lit, and many burly guards patrolled back and forth in the corridors and on the decks.

These people looked wary, with sharp eyes and an alarming level of alertness, clearly guarding some incredible secret.