Chapter 39 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Old man, how much do you know about mental power?” Old Craftsman was in his smithing workshop when Ou Yangming asked him the question eagerly.

In the entire military camp or rather the whole world, there was only one person whom Ou Yangming trusted the most, Old Craftsman. Therefore, Ou Yangming went to him whenever he had a problem.

Old Craftsman stopped what he was doing to think, then replied, “Mental power is an extremely mighty power.”

Ou Yangming looked at the old man for a long time, but that was the only reply he got, so he quickly asked again, “Old Man, what else?”

Old Craftsman looked at him suspiciously. “Didn’t I just tell you? Mental power is very mighty.”

“I know, but what else?” Ou Yangming twitched his mouth. In actual fact, being an owner of mental power, he knew better than Old Craftsman how mighty and fearsome the power was.

Since the power allowed him to dodge Yan Haobo’s saber-light range discreetly, it could also allow him to catch his enemies off guard by attacking them secretly.

In other words, it was a more peculiar energy and a tougher one to be used as compared to essential Qi. If Ou Yangming could manipulate it, the effects would be significant.

“I told you everything I know,” Old Craftsman responded snappily.

“Are you saying that you only know that mental power is very mighty?” Ou Yangming was stunned.

“Yes.” Old Craftsman was calm. “Isn’t it mighty?”

Ou Yangming stuttered. He was certain that he asked the wrong person.

“B*stard, mental power can’t be possessed by normal people, and it’s very difficult to practice and manipulate. At least, I don’t know how to do it.” Upon seeing Ou Yangming’s baffled look, Old Craftsman could not help but laugh. He paused for a while, then added, “You’re probably gifted with mental power, but don’t make blind speculation. Oh, you’ve gone out a few times lately, are you seeing someone in town?”

Ou Yangming smiled bitterly. It was true that he sneaked out of the military camp every now and then, but he had been hunting at the dense forest’s border to replenish his Qi and blood. He always left and returned in haste, and was often covered in a b.l.o.o.d.y smell, so he did not have time to think about anything else.

“Old Man, you shouldn’t make blind speculation too.” Ou Yangming was suddenly moved, so he said, “I haven’t gone to the town for a long time. I’ll go there this time, and I’ll bring you some good wine.”

“Young fella, at least you have a little conscience. Go ahead.” Old Craftsman chuckled. He thought for a moment, then instructed, “The monthly bazaar is probably starting, so take a look at the ore section and bring something back if they’re worthy.”

Ou Yangming responded to him, then left the smithing workshop, and picked a few pieces of equipment from his courtyard to bring them to the equipment depot.

Xiong Gaoan stood up as soon as he noticed Ou Yangming, and flattered him by asking him earnestly to sit down as he served him tea. However, he kept glancing at Ou Yangming’s bag.

Ou Yangming found it funny and interesting. “These are a few pieces of equipment that I refined recently. There are five that are of High Grade, an Attribute Equipment of Good Grade, and the rest are normal ones of Good Grade.”

“Okay.” Xiong Gaoan smiled so brightly that his eyes were squinted.

In actual fact, while there were many Military Fire Blacksmiths in the military camp, every master smithed a limited amount of equipment each month. Moreover, most of the products were of Good Grade, and it was extremely rare to have High Grade ones, let alone Attribute Equipment. A normal Military Fire Blacksmith received ten precious ores a month, but most of them only submitted one Attribute Equipment.

Ou Yangming had actually finished his task for the month, because he already stored two pieces of Attribute Equipment in the depot. Since he brought an extra one, Xiong Gaoan was elated.

Xiong Gaoan checked the equipment carefully, and recorded it to be stored. “Master Ou, you’re really worthy of being Old Craftsman’s disciple. It’s truly amazing that you refined three pieces of Attribute Equipment in a month.”

Ou Yangming shook his head. “The old man is more brilliant than me. He’s able to achieve three in ten, whereas I only achieved three in twenty.

He retrieved ten more precious ores when he submitted two pieces of Attribute Equipment previously, which amounted to twenty precious ores for that month.

“Master Ou, as long as you achieve the two-in-ten quota every month, it doesn’t matter if you ask for more precious ores after that. As for the other ores, you only have to achieve one in ten,” Xiong Gaoan quickly responded, then gulped before he asked eagerly, “Are you here to withdraw more ores? I’ll ask someone to send you more!”

“I don’t need them in a hurry. I’m here to withdraw some silver this time.” Ou Yangming waved his hand.

“Ah, I forgot.” Xiong Gaoan slapped his forehead. He smiled as he said, “You’re now an official MIlitary Fire Blacksmith in the military, and a master who achieves a two-in-ten quota for Attribute Equipment. As such, your salary is equivalent to a centurion’s, which is thirty taels of fine silver a month.”

Ou Yangming’s heart skipped a beat. Being an orphan, although he had come in contact with over thirty taels of gold and silver in his life thus far, he never received this much at once.

Xiong Gaoan grinned. “Master Ou, I’ll prepare the banknotes for you now. Are you going to the town’s money shop to store them?”

“The bazaar is being held today, so I’d like to see if any special mineral will catch my eyes.” Ou Yangming shook his head subconsciously.

“I see, please wait for a moment.” Xiong Gaoan was stunned.