Nie Fangsheng couldn't hear what they were saying, but when he saw them looking at him from time to time, he knew that they were not saying anything good.
Although he was determined to stand up for Qiu Yongcheng, his face still felt hot when he thought about how shamelessly he had made things difficult for a junior. Fortunately, his face was dark to begin with, so there was nothing unusual about it.
Then, seeing the worry and even mocking look in their eyes, Nie Fangsheng's heart trembled slightly, and he also thought of Gong Hongru.
Although he could directly expel Mu Hanyan from the Sword Forging Hall as a mentor, if he angered Gong Hongru, he would be in trouble. After all, he had done something dishonorable, and even if he brought the matter to the attention of the dean, he would still be the one who would suffer in the end.
No, I still have to find a legitimate reason. Nie Fangsheng quickly changed his mind.
"Okay, since you said you listened attentively to my teaching on the sword-making method, then I will give you another chance. You also remember the twelve techniques of shaping and forging bones. As long as you can cast the sword into the shape of blood and gall and forge the blood and gall sword bones in front of me, even if I have wronged you, I will apologize to you and admit my mistake." Nie Fangsheng waved his hand and said with a magnanimous look.
"What, Master Nie, you have the nerve to say that you are not deliberately making things difficult for me? There are so many fellow students from the academy here, why don't you let them try?" Mu Hanyan sneered repeatedly.
She really couldn't believe that someone could forge a sword into its shape and forge its bones just by listening to him teach it once.
"Mu Hanyan, I'm doing this for your own good. As Master Gong's direct disciple and the first place winner in this recruitment election, I heard that you passed the Beast Soul Tower's trial just a few hours ago. With such a natural talent, how could you let it go to waste so easily?
"If you truly have the talent for swordsmithing, I will do my utmost to teach you. I'll even give you the swordsmithing method passed down from my ancestors. If you don't have the talent, why waste your time following me? I'll have something to say about this even if I tell Lord Gong." Nie Fangsheng said righteously.
"In that case, I should thank Lord Nie?" Mu Hanyan said sarcastically.
"No need. As a mentor in the academy, it is my duty to teach students in accordance with their aptitude. If you feel that time is short, I will give you another night to slowly comprehend it. Tomorrow afternoon, let me see if you can cast the sword shape, forge the sword bones, and whether you have the talent to practice the art of swordmaking." Nie Fangsheng said in a resounding voice, not giving Mu Hanyan any chance to object.
Anyway, he has found a reason. Even if he kicks Mu Hanyan out of the Sword Forging Hall, he won't offend Gong Hongru too much.
"You can all go your separate ways. You must carefully comprehend the skills I taught you today. I will examine you one by one in the future. If you really don't have the talent for swordmaking, I will treat you equally." Nie Fangsheng then pretended to speak to the others.
Despicable villain! Mu Hanyan cursed in her heart.
"Alright, then tomorrow afternoon, I'll show you my sword-making skills!" Mu Hanyan didn't want to waste any more words, so she decided to show him her true colors. She was looking forward to seeing if Nie Fangsheng's expression would change in anger. She was afraid that even if he turned pale, it wouldn't be visible because he was too dark.
Turning around, Mu Hanyan took Ling Baobao, Tan Yu and the three Gu brothers and left the Sword Forging Hall.
Tan Yu and the other two all had sad faces, but Ling Baobao still had a heartless smile on his face.
"Are you happy?" Mu Hanyan glared at Ling Baobao and said unhappily.
"Yeah, I feel happy when I think about seeing Nie Heimian looking stunned and as frustrated as if he is constipated tomorrow." Ling Baobao said happily.
"Do you know that I can definitely cast the sword into the shape of a blood-gall sword and forge it into a blood-gall sword bone?" Mu Hanyan asked.
Come to think of it, although Mu Hanyan has confidence in herself, she is not so arrogant. But she doesn't know when this guy became as blindly worshipful of her as Hua Yue and the others.
"I don't have much confidence in you, but I have confidence in myself." Ling Baobao said carelessly.
"You, how can you help?" Mu Hanyan looked at Ling Baobao in confusion.
Even if he knew a little about sword-making and could help, Nie Fangsheng would never let him take action.
"Of course I can help. Let's go get a sword-making furnace. You have to practice first, otherwise I can't help you even if I want to." Ling Baobao avoided the question.
Seeing this guy so confident, Mu Hanyan became even more curious, but knowing his temper, she knew that if he didn't want to say something, no matter how much she asked, he wouldn't open his mouth, so Mu Hanyan didn't bother to ask any further questions.
"There are sword-making furnaces for sale in the academy market." Tan Yu interrupted.
"There is a market in the academy?" Mu Hanyan was a little surprised.
"Of course. The disciples of the academy practice different strange arts, so there are always some elixirs and swords that need to be traded. Moreover, the natural treasures obtained from the trial in the Fantasy Dragon Tower can also be traded. Even the trial tokens can be traded. In short, most of what can be seen in the outside market can also be found in Longyan Market." Tan Yu replied.
"Then let's go and take a look." Mu Hanyan said excitedly.
"Master, why don't you go? Let us handle this small matter." Tan Yu said after hesitating for a moment.
Mu Hanyan suddenly came to her senses. Her reputation in Longyan College was about to change from the number one playboy to the number one plague god. If she went to the market, the place would probably be deserted, and she wouldn't be able to buy a sword-making furnace there.
"Okay, then you guys go. I'll go back and wait for you." Seeing that it was getting late and fearing that the market would close, Mu Hanyan said nothing more. She took out the silver note and handed it to Tan Yu, then took Ling Baobao back to Wenjian Valley first.
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After returning to her residence, Mu Hanyan wanted to pay her respects to her master first, but when she reached the door, she found that the deafening snoring in the yard was no longer there. Then she remembered that he had said that he had woken up... and that he would go out to visit friends after the retreat was over, so she turned around and went back to her own yard.
Hua Yue came back early, and when they saw Mu Hanyan, several people hurried to greet her.
"How was your day today? Did anyone give you any trouble?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"Fortunately, I didn't get any trouble from anyone. However, the old guy who taught me the art of sword-riding looked at me with a bad face. I guess he won't let me have an easy time when the test comes. The same goes for the others." Zirong said with a smile, not taking it to heart.
Mu Hanyan felt a little relieved. It seemed that she was the target of everyone's criticism. Although Hua Yue and others were also implicated, at least no one was pointing the finger at them yet.
"What about you? I heard that Nie Fangsheng, who taught the sword-making technique, and Qiu Yongcheng originally had their children arranged to be married. Did it cause any trouble for you?" Hua Yue and the others had obviously heard the news as well, and asked worriedly.
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