Chapter 626 - Master!
The Medical Guru
As a guru, Fang Qiu indeed had a vision that ordinary people didnât have.
Before, he had been learning and looking for ways to cast a sword. Now, he had almost mastered the method of sword casting, and no longer needed to worry that he wasnât proficient in it. Thus, Fang Qiu could finally take things easy and work on how to make a sword with the vision of a guru!
Admittedly, it was just a small change. After all, casting a sword was indeed serious work, and Fang Qiu wasnât sure if the change would cause any problems. So, he could only take it slow. He decided to check out the effect before getting to the complete change.
Having built the mold, Fang Qiu had officially started to cast the sword!
Next to him, Long Qiyun was soon flabbergasted when he saw that Fang Qiu was already in the place to cast a sword.
It was not because Fang Qiuâs technique was any brilliant.
On the contrary, it was because Fang Qiuâs technique was too lame.
âWhy is his technique the same as a regular blacksmithâs? He simply hammers it again and again, without any sense of beauty, and it doesnât feel like leveraging strength at all.â
âAnyway, his control of strength is quite good.â
Long Qiyun commented in his mind.
He didnât say it out loud.
Because he was not stupid.
He didnât say it was because he didnât want to bring up the casting technique, for his casting technique was the Long familyâs technique. He could teach his disciples everything he knew, except for the ancestral casting technique of the Long family.
Hence, though he had noticed that Fang Qiuâs hammering skill was not good, he could only turn a blind eye to it and didnât care to correct him at all.
Shortly, the fourth sword was cast.
Fang Qiu grabbed it and waved, feeling its power, and then smiled.
âThe aura is in the sixth class!â
Moreover, the aura was more powerful than that in the ordinary sixth class.
It should be noted that Fang Qiuâs sixth-class cultivation was totally different from that of other sixth-class cultivators!
What was more, in terms of quality, the sword was indeed a good one.
âHead Long, what do you think of this sword?â
Fang Qiu handed the sword to Long Qiyun with a smile.
Long Qiyun didnât respond.
He took the sword and observed it carefully.
The longer Long Qiyun observed, the more staggered he was.
The quality of this sword was even better than that of the previous one. It was almost as good as the Newborn Moon Sword he had cast!
âNot bad, not bad.â
Impressed as he was, Long Qiyun still kept his face straight.
Fang Qiu smiled.
Putting down the sword, he began to work on the second one.
Long Qiyun, who had sworn that he would only observe Fang Qiu casting one sword, didnât leave. Instead, he stayed in the workshop and watch Fang Qiu casting the second sword.
When Fang Qiuâs second sword was cast, Long Qiyun was completely stupefied!
âHoly cow!â
Long Qiyun was astounded when Fang Qiu handed him the second sword he had cast, as he realized that the quality of the second sword that Fang Qiu just cast was even higher than the Newborn Moon Sword that he had made!
âHow, how is this possible?â
âAm I not the most talented one?â
âEveryone says that Iâm the most talented. I think so myself!â
âHow could this be?â
âIsnât the quality of the Newborn Moon Sword infinitely close to the best one can get? How could he cast a sword even better than my Newborn Moon Sword?â
âHow can anyone be more brilliant than me in the field of casting swords?â
Long Qiyunâs heart was filled with shock.
The shock that Fang Qiu gave him was too much.
Because the swords Fang Qiu cast were getting better and better. From yesterday to the present, he had produced merely five swords in total. But the last one was already even finer than the Newborn Moon Sword he had cast!
âEven if he continues, thereâs no more room for him to make more progress, is there?â Long Qiyun speculated.
As it turned out, when Fang Qiu cast the third sword that day, Long Qiyun completely shelved his pride.
Looking at Fang Qiu, his eyes became evasive.
âHead Long, could you take a look at this sword of mine?â
Fang Qiu handed the sword to Long Qiyun.
Long Qiyun was a bit panic-stricken. Still, he was very keen to take the sword and began to study it.
He looked at the blade, the body of the sword, and observed every detail of the sword.
Long Qiyun was dumbfounded.
âHow could this be?â
âHow is this possible?â
âHow could he be so strong?â
âHow could the quality of this sword be so high?â
âCan I cast such a high-quality sword?â
âNo, I canât.â
âEven I canât do it!â
Long Qiyun was on the verge of bursting into tears as he stared at the sword.
Beside him, Fang Qiu and He Gaoming were both confused.
Why did Long Qiyun get so sorrowful when examining a sword?
Just when the master and the disciple were at a lossâ¦
âSwoosh!â
Long Qiyun suddenly put down the long sword and then squatted down. He wrapped his arms around Fang Qiuâs thigh and called out, âMaster!â
âHuh?â
He Gaoming was stunned.
What was going on?
How could the head of the Long family behave like this?
Although he knew that it had something to do with sword casting, He Gaoming couldnât see any difference between these two swords. In his opinion, even if Fang Qiuâs sword casting skill had improved very quickly, as the head of the Long family, Long Qiyun shouldnât have made such a big reaction.
Also, wasnât this Long Qiyun still quite proud earlier?
Fang Qiu was also overwhelmed.
âHead Long, what are you doing?â
Fang Qiu looked with embarrassment at Long Qiyun, who was clinging tightly to his thigh. He didnât know whether to pull him away by force or not. That was just awkward.
âI want to take you as my master. I want to learn how to cast a sword from you,â Long Qiyun remarked.
âYouâre the head of the Long family after all. Why donât you stand up first?â Fang Qiu said awkwardly.
At his words, Long Qiyun released his grip. He got up, grabbed Fang Qiuâs arm, and said with mortification, âIâm really sorry. I was too excited just now and lost control of myself. I believe you wonât tell anyone about it, will you?â
âSure not. You have my word,â Fang Qiu said with a wry smile.
âNo, no, neither will I.â
He Gaoming held back his giggles and kept shaking his head and waving his hand.
âActually, you canât blame me.â
Long Qiyun spoke with a rare seriousness, âItâs all because of the sword you just cast. Its quality is way too good. Itâs even better than the Newborn Moon Sword I cast. With my skills, I can hardly make a sword of such high quality. Therefore, please accept me as your disciple and teach me how to cast swords!â
âWell⦠I canât teach you that.â
Fang Qiu hurriedly shook his head and said, âIn fact, you are much better than me when it comes to casting swords. Itâs just because your martial arts realm is not that high. If you want to improve your skill of casting sword, you must improve your martial arts realm. When youâre in the same realm as I am, your sword casting skill will be much better than mine.â
Indeed, Fang Qiu was telling the truth.
Long Qiyunâs casting technique was the one that had been passed down in the Long family for thousands of years. It was absolutely not just ordinary powerful. And what Fang Qiu did was nothing more than wild hammering.
When Long Qiyun heard these words, he said, âIn fact⦠thatâs also what I think.â
After thinking for a short while, Long Qiyun suddenly smiled again. He looked at Fang Qiu with a grin and said, âMaster, since I need to improve my martial art realm in order to progress in sword casting, then I donât need you to teach me sword casting. Instead, help me improve my strength. That 500,000 bucks the sword had sold for is a gift from your disciple!â
As he spoke, Long Qiyunâs gaze sorted of freaked Fang Qiu out.
The strength of his family members was never very strong.
After all, his family had all focused on casting skills generations after generations.
When it came to Long Qiyunâs time, as the family head, his strength had only reached the fourth class.
Long Qiyun wanted to increase his own strength as well, but he just did not know how!
Today, he finally met an expert.
How could he let this opportunity slip away?
By his side, He Gaoming kept nodding.
Looking at Long Qiyun, he thought to himself, âKid, youâve found the right person. Iâve never seen anyone who can help others raise their level so quickly. In this world, when it comes to helping people raise their level, if my master says he is the second-best, no one else dares to claim that he is the top one!â
âI wonât accept you.â
In the face of Long Qiyunâs apprenticing request, Fang Qiu simply shook his head and said, âHowever, I can give you some advice.â
âThatâs great.â
Long Qiyun immediately laughed heartily.
He didnât really want to be apprenticed to Fang Qiu. As the head of the family, he was not stupid.
The mysterious man, John Doe, had made himself so many enemies in Wulin. If he really became his disciple, his Long Family would be in danger all the time.
It would be fine if his family was just an ordinary family that had nothing to do with the martial arts world. However, the Long family happened to be a family famous for making weapons for the martial arts world.
What was more, the Long family had been neutral in Wulin for a long time and never targeted anyone. Therefore, although their strength was not outstanding, it still got to thrive for thousands of years.
But once he took Fang Qiu as his master, it would mean that the Long family had taken sides and so it would be doomed.
In fact, Long Qiyun just said that to acquire some instruction of the mysterious man, John Doe.
It had been widely known on the martial arts online forum that and who got the instruction of the mysterious man, who would make a breakthrough.
Thus, to obtain the teaching of the figure that could convert a fool into a talent, he was afraid that he wouldnât succeed if he didnât resort to some tricks!
After that, Fang Qiu continued to cast more swords.
Long Qiyun still stayed here to observe.
He made the fourth sword, the fifthâ¦
With each sword he cast, Fang Qiu perfected his skill, and the quality of the swords he cast was getting better and better.
By his side, Long Qiyun was about to go crazy as he looked at those swords!
How could the quality of these swords be improved anymore?
One day later.
At Fang Qiuâs urging, Long Qiyun left with his mouth agape.
He looked quite lost as if he had been hit by a huge blow.
That day, Fang Qiu cast a total of eight swords.
Of course, that did not include the three he cast as a practice from last night.
The eight swords were all built with the sixth-class aura.
Having cast so many swords, Fang Qiuâs proficiency in sword casting had also picked up a lot.
Still, he hurried up and continued casting. In addition to casting, he had to make these swords carry an aura stronger than that of the sixth class!
When night fell, He Gaoming couldnât stand it anymore. After saying goodbye to Fang Qiu, he stealthily took the best one among the eight swords made by Fang Qiu and went out. He said he was going to rest, but in fact, he was going to show it off.
In the workshop, Fang Qiu took a short break.
During the rest, he fetched the Newborn Moon Sword and brandished it for a while. Soon, he was in a place where he and the sword had become one. But soon he found that the Newborn Moon Sword carried no aura at all.
âHow come it has none?â
Fang Qiu was puzzled.
However, after giving it a thought, he figured it out.
When Long Qiyun cast the sword, he did not run his internal Qi throughout the process, so this sword was not affected by his aura when it was made.
In other wordsâ
This was a secret that even the most famous family in the sword casting business did not know!