Douluo Continent: From Rusty Spear to Emperor-Slaying Spear

Chapter 73 The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

Under the watchful eye of the old village chief, Ji Wuming climbed out of the window, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness.

In less than half a month, in the province of Fasno, in Biyou Village

Having changed his clothes again, Ji Wuming, led by the village chief of Biyou Village, arrived at an abandoned house.

"This place is alright, let's keep it!"

In such a small village, as long as you hide yourself well, neither the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus nor the Spirit Hall will be able to find you unless they deliberately look for you.

"Judging from the calluses on your hands, you must be a blacksmith!"

The village chief was quite polite to Ji Wuming, who was covering half of his face. After all, a blacksmith could help the villagers harvest more crops and hunt more game during a bumper harvest year, thus promoting the economic development of the entire village.

Ji Wuming looked around the wooden house and said slowly,

"Indeed, I am a blacksmith. I plan to stay in your village for a while. If you don't mind, I can repair your ironware for free."

"Indeed, you really are a blacksmith, and you're willing to help us for free. That's wonderful."

The village chief scrutinized Ji Wuming, whose clothes were decent enough but whose face was partially veiled. There was a high probability that Ji's face was disfigured, but this was someone else's most shameful matter, and he couldn't reveal it.

"Our village has long suffered from a lack of blacksmiths. Every time, we have to travel a hundred miles to Nottingham City to have someone forge blacksmiths, which takes a lot of time. Now that you have come, it is truly an honor for our Biyou Village."

"This house is just sitting empty anyway, so we'll give it to you for free. Consider it payment for repairing our iron tools. If you think it's not enough, the villagers can pay you some money, that's fine too."

"Village chief, if that's the case, then it would be impolite to refuse."

At this moment, the village chief was so moved that his heart was almost overflowing. He held Ji Wuming's hands tightly. He knew that there weren't many good people like him in the world, and that he was willing to repair ironware for the villagers for free was already a very good thing.

After that, Ji Wuming continued his journey to help the villagers, developing soul tools while openly and secretly inquiring about the situation in Notting City from the villagers.

A year later, 17-year-old Ji Wuming stood deep in a dense forest where he often practiced the effects of his soul tools, arranging six golden, beetle-shaped soul tools into a six-pointed star formation.

In an instant, the six soul tools began to float in mid-air, and a blue energy shield suddenly activated.

"Come, let me test the power of these six level-four soul tools combined."

A blood-red lightning spear suddenly appeared, and Ji Wuming immediately unleashed his first soul skill, followed by a series of instantaneous second soul skills.

"Bang bang bang..."

After Ji Wuming continued to unleash his second soul skill, Triple Strike, just as he was about to use the ninth Triple Strike,

"Boom——"

The soul-guided defensive shield shattered completely, and the six floating level-four defensive soul-guided devices began to smoke and fell to the ground.

"This effect is quite good; it can at least withstand a second attack from a Soul King at the fifth level of the Ten Thousand Years Realm."

Ji Wuming was very satisfied with the results. These soul tools were made by him after diligently inscribing magic arrays and studying the structure of the defensive soul tools he had collected before, and after many improvements.

With this soul tool, his killing spree will have an additional defensive measure. For those soul masters who cannot use soul skills and can only use soul power and brute force to attack, the power of their moves may not even be as great as that of a ten-thousand-year soul skill.

Ji Wuming stood up, and as soon as he reached the center of town, he saw a man pulling an oxcart back to the village. The man greeted Ji Wuming warmly and said,

"Good morning, Master Ji? I returned from Nottingham today with some good news: the prices of forged ironware at the best blacksmith shop in Nottingham have suddenly dropped."

"Master Ji, are you planning to open a shop in Nottingham? If you do, your ironware will surely be very popular."

Upon hearing this news, Ji Wuming was extremely excited. Besides better concealing his identity as a Soul Master, the reason he opened the blacksmith shop was also for one crucial reason: to gather information about Tang San.

However, he dared not go to Notting City, lest Tang Hao discover him and suddenly kill him. Therefore, he sent someone to discreetly inquire about the blacksmith shops in the city. Sure enough, wherever Tang San was, business was booming.

Even the ironware it forges is superior to its own; indeed, the chosen one is different.

"No, I'm just here to rest for a while. Do you know why that blacksmith shop suddenly lowered its prices?"

In response to Ji Wuming's question, the man answered with great pride,

"This isn't the only master blacksmith in their blacksmith shop. The only two genius soul masters in Notting Academy have left Notting City."

"That's really bad news!"

Afterwards, Ji Wuming returned home, spread out a detailed topographical map of the area surrounding Nottingham City, and, based on his understanding of the arrogant and rather conceited Tang Hao...

Although this person has many flaws, it is undeniable that his feelings for the person and the grass are genuine. Even after the death of the Blue Silver Emperor, he gave up on himself for six years, and it is impossible for him to leave the Blue Silver Emperor in a faraway place. The waterfall where the Blue Silver Emperor is kept must be near Holy Soul Village.

According to a detailed topographical map of the area surrounding Notting City, there are more than 40 locations with waterfalls. Tang San and Xiao Wu have already left Notting City.

Judging from their pace, it would take at least half a month to reach Soto. If the rabbit wanted to stroll around the streets and visit the local hotels along the way, the time would be extended by another three to four days.

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"At least 15 days, at most 18 days, roughly half a month should be enough time to search."

As for whether Tang Hao could carry the 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone, Ji Wuming wasn't quite sure, but he had to investigate. If this rough man Tang Hao didn't have the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone, then he could obtain this top-grade soul bone.

In the blink of an eye, to ensure Tang Hao hadn't left in time, Ji Wuming waited two or three days before bidding farewell to the village chief of Biyou Village and setting off day and night towards Shenghun Village.

Two days later, Ji Wuming finally arrived at a forest near Holy Soul Village. He immediately began searching according to the markings on the map.

"The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish. This is the second time I've taken such a risk."

At this moment, Ji Wuming held the Blood Thunder Spear in his right hand and took three small porcelain bottles with his left.

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After five days of careful exploration, Ji Wuming arrived at the foot of a new two-tiered waterfall. The water flow here was even more rapid, and it was also the waterfall closest to the Blue Silver Forest.

The two are less than a hundred miles apart.

Ji Wuming spotted a piece of wood that had sprung up from the cliff in the middle of the waterfall. He released a soul-guided grappling hook, and was quickly pulled up. Using the cliff face as leverage, he pushed off with his legs and grabbed with his hands, perfectly climbing the first section of the waterfall.

Looking out, the view suddenly opens up, revealing a medium-sized, turquoise lake. Above the lake is a waterfall hundreds of feet high, and a huge rock stands beneath the waterfall.

The top of the stone was smoothed out by the vertically cascading river water.

This scene is very similar to the waterfall where Tang San practiced his ninety-nine-one hammer blows.

(End of this chapter)