Chapter 28 Chapter 28 "Oh, my name is Yan Ercao"...

Although the order from Yijianmen represents an unexpected fortune, since it comes because of Jiang Tingbai, Yan Luoyue cannot make a decision on her own.

The next day at school, Yan Luoyue told Mr. Jiang about this matter a little embarrassedly.

Hearing that the moon was half-set, Jiang Tingbai nodded slightly.

After understanding the whole thing, Jiang Tingbai smiled gently without saying anything: "So, what word do you want me to mention this time?"

"No, no, no," Yan Luoyue waved her hands quickly, "I just want to ask you, sir, can I accept this order?"

As she said this, the little girl's petal-like lips were tightly pursed, and her round, snow-like face was filled with an adult-like serious expression.

She is clearly just a little kid, but she is speaking like an adult. This strong contrast makes the little girl look even more adorable.

Jiang Tingbai followed his heart, stretched out his arm and patted Yan Luoyue's head, making it nod.

Qi said: "If you can handle it, why don't you accept it? If someone gives you money, why don't you make money from it?"

These words were so true and down-to-earth that Yan Luoyue almost laughed out loud.

He suppressed his smile and said, "But, sir..."

Jiang Tingbai suddenly realized: "Oh, you have considered me."

He waved his hands casually, his smile revealing a relaxed tone.

"Looking at the vastness of the universe, we monks are just passers-by. It's just a little sword, and it's ridiculous to cherish your old broom."

While writing, Jiang Tingbai stood up and walked to the long desk, spread out the paper, raised his wrist to pick up the pen, thought for a moment, and then wrote two pieces of vivid ink.

On the first piece of paper were inscribed the word "Li", written in a strong and vigorous stroke with a solemn and majestic momentum, which made people unconsciously look at it with a sense of self-reflection and a sense of righteousness in their hearts.

As for the second piece of paper, the words "kill" were written on it.

Yan Luoyue only took a glance and felt a cold light as dazzling as a sword, which almost broke through the paper and ink, and came towards her face with overwhelming momentum!

Jiang Tingbai stepped back, looked at both pieces of paper carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

He waved to Yan Luoyue and said, "Look, which of these two pieces of calligraphy is better?"

Yan Luoyue thought for a moment and pointed to the first one.

Jiang Ting was surprised: "Why did you choose this?"

Yan Luoyue said frankly: "The first word is something I can read. The second word doesn't seem to welcome me to read it."

Jiang Ting smoothed the paper with some emotion.

"My sword spirit is 'Ji Du Chen'. Now I have only realized two levels of sword spirit. The first level is 'Cultivate my generation', and the second level is 'Spring of all things'. These two words 'Li' are the essence of my first level of sword spirit."

Hearing this, Yan Luoyue looked at the second piece of paper curiously: "Then what is 'killing'?"

Jiang Tingbai smiled slightly: "For you, this is something that is easier for you to understand at the moment."

When the ink was dry, Jiang Tingbai folded the second piece of paper, bent down and said to Luoyue: "Let's use this calligraphy to make a copy."

"I see, sir."

Noticing that Yan Luoyue's eyes were still on the first piece of paper, Jiang Tingbai's expression softened. He asked while passing the word "stand": "Do you want this one too?"

Yan Luoyue took it with both hands shyly: "I'm just taking a look..."

I'm just a little curious. Since Mr. Jiang had already made up his mind to use the "killing" sword intent, why did he write two more words?

Although the question was not asked, Jiang Tingbai seemed to understand it.

His brows were smooth, a smile flashed in his eyes, and his expression was as gentle as the warm spring light and the sparkling water in the lake that was warmed by the sun.

"You are my student, so I will teach you a little. Since you mentioned the sword spirit, I might as well write the first one for you to see."

Yan Luoyue put away the inscription and looked upwards tentatively.

"Sir, this deal...you and I will split it 70% to 70%. You split 70% for me and 30% for him?"

Standard storage bags can be bought everywhere. The reason why Yijianmen wanted to find Yan Luoyue was just to find a way to get Jiang Tingbai's signature.

Yan Luoyue knew this very well, so she only planned to charge a processing fee.

In fact, the original plan was to split the profits 20:80, but considering Mr. Jiang's character, I was afraid he would not agree to such a disparity, so I temporarily changed it to 30:70.

Seeing that this student was trying to find a way to stuff money in, Jiang Tingbai couldn't help but laugh.

"No need, it's just 20,000 or 30,000 spirit stones, keep it for yourself."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

you what?

What does “only” 20,000 or 30,000 mean?

Yan Luoyue looked at Jiang Tingbai with reproach.

I have known him for such a long time, and I only knew that Mr. Jiang had a gentle personality, a righteous temper, and that he took good care of us students. How come I never realized that he was also a poor and generous person?

The look in his eyes was so vivid that Jiang Tingbai understood it immediately.

"You are a little brat." He murmured and tapped Yan Luoyue's forehead gently. "Don't take my spirit stones. I have other reasons. I don't want to keep any extra money."

Eh, is that so?

Yes, someone as outstanding as Jiang Tingbai would stand out even among sword practitioners, as if he had the magic weapon hidden in his pocket.

If he only wanted to make money, he could make a fortune just by selling swords to others, and he would not have waited for Yan Luoyue's accidental collision.

Yan Luoyue thought about it seriously: "If you can't accept the spirit stones, can you accept their things?"

For example, last time, the small turtle sword tassel woven with twenty-eight constellations herbs is still hanging on the handle of Jiang Ting's white sword, and it was not returned in an inhumane way.

Jiang Tingbai shook his head, but did not answer the question.

Ping Jing said: "My sword is enough to stand, why do I need other things?"

"Then... I'll keep the spirit stone for you first." Yan Luoyue smiled and said, "When you are ready, I'll return it to you."

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After sending Yan Luoyue to the door, Jiang Tingbai returned to his seat and sat down.

After a while, Feng Xiaoyuan came in like a gust of wind, holding a few envelopes. As soon as she entered the room, she started looking for her own seal in the drawer.

"Brother Jiang, have you seen where my seal is?"

Jiang Tingbai thought for a moment and said, "Three days ago, you used it on Junior Brother Dong's desk, right?"

"Ah... found it, thank you, senior brother!" Feng Xiaoyuan responded happily, and began to stamp the envelopes one by one.

He needed to check the content of the letter. As long as he thought about it in the context of the current time, Jiang Tingbai would understand.

"Junior Sister Feng is writing this year's recommendation letter?"

In the school, all students who are promoted to the Yuan class have to cultivate in the initial stage of foundation building in order to obtain a recommendation envelope from a certain teacher.

As for which sect a student will be recommended to, it depends on the student's own aspirations and the teacher's consideration of the student.

Feng Xiaoyuan is easy-going and loves to laugh, and has a good relationship with these monster children. Therefore, in every Yuanzi class, students specifically ask for recommendation letters from her.

For example, the few letters I have now are for recommending students to medium-sized sects near Yunning Daze.

"Yes." Feng Xiaoyuan carefully stamped each letter with his seal and asked casually, "Brother, did anyone ask for your recommendation this year?"

Jiang Tingbai holds an extraordinary position in the school. He is not like Junior Brother Dong, who is the head of the Zhen class, nor is he like Feng Xiaoyuan, who teaches in four classes.

In Feng Xiaoyuan's impression, Senior Brother Jiang never seemed to have any particular student that he liked.

As for the students, although they respected Brother Jiang, no one seemed particularly close to him.

Jiang Tingbai smiled slightly: "Not this year, but..."

Zhang's clever face, as delicate as a jade sculpture, flashed through Jiang Tingbai's mind.

"Perhaps in a few years, I will be willing to act as a guarantor and recommend you to the Gui Yuan clan."

Hearing this, Feng Xiaoyuan immediately raised his head and looked in surprise.

Guiyuan Sect is the sect they came from, and it is also one of the top sects in the world today.

If we take the example that Yan Luoyue is familiar with, what Feng Xiaoyuan gave to the students were recommendation letters from key local universities.

However, what Jiang Tingbai wanted was an admission letter from a direct admission class to a doctoral program at Peking University or Tsinghua University.

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The news that Yijianmen intended to place a large order for storage bags was neither deliberately publicized nor concealed.

For Yan Luoyuelai, this was a windfall.

For the Yijian Sect, having a thousand storage bags with sword images printed on them for its disciples to meditate on at any time is absolutely worth it.

Even the Canglang Sect benefited from acting as a middleman.

Everyone was very happy, but the only one who was very dissatisfied was Lu's Building, which was directly responsible for the supply of Yijianmen.

In Ruyi City, at the Lu family mansion, the young master of the Lu family was furious at his subordinates.

"Why, haven't you figured it out yet? We have been cooperating well with the Yijian Sect, why would they suddenly abandon us and find a little-known weapon refiner to do this business?"

Even a low-level magical tool like a standard storage bag can be made by most common instrumentalists, and there won't be much difference in quality.

Compared with those ordinary instrument makers who work alone, the quality of Lu's storage bags is obviously more advanced and more stable, and they have firmly occupied the basic market share.

So, how come our business was taken away from us right under our noses?

He stepped forward, picked up the tea on the table and served it to the young master of the Lu family.

The monk who served the tea had an ordinary appearance, but his temperament was experienced and profound. He was the leader of the monks who led the hunt for the little green snake in Yueming Village that day.

Qing An comforted the young master: "Please be patient, this is just a storage bag, it doesn't mean anything yet."

"Hmm, just?"

Facing this confidant whom he valued very much, Young Master Lu suppressed his anger a little, but there was still a lot of anger in his voice.

"Do you still remember how our Lu clan made its fortune?"

Hearing this, the leader monk's expression suddenly became gloomy.

The rise of the Lu clan began when the young master, who was in his teens, went on stage to refine artifacts in front of the entire Ruyi City for ten days and ten nights without sleep, and refined a thousand similar storage bags.

From that day on, the reputation of the young master of the Lu family for his stable weapon refining rate, precise control ability, and talent as a weapon refiner spread quickly in Ruyi City.

In other words, the sign of Lu's rise began with "just batching storage bags".

That instrument maker who stole the business could have done his business, but he chose to steal the business of single storage bags...

This cannot help but make people think deeply whether this matter is a provocation from a distance by the person in love.

Lu Jindu, the young master of the Lu family, took a big gulp of tea, and his ugly expression eased a little.

"If it was just a business, I wouldn't have been so intolerant. But this guy is so bold that he actually dared to snatch orders from Yijianmen... Then, will he also snatch the storage bag market in Ruyi City?"

The Yijian Sect is the largest sect around Ruyi City and an important source of spiritual stone income for the Lu's Building every year.

Moreover, it is a proud pure sword cultivation sect.

This means that even the manager of this sect is a sword practitioner.

It is well known that sword cultivators are upright and pure-minded... In other words, they are generally not good at bargaining.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why sword cultivators in the world of cultivation are usually relatively poor.

Over the years, Lu's House has been on Yijianmen's list many times.

But on the surface, Lu's House was very respectful to the Yijian Sect and never missed its three festivals and two birthday celebrations. The chief steward of Lu's House remembered the birth of the leader of the Yijian Sect more than he remembered the birth of his own mother.

Even the young master Lu Jindu would personally visit them once every quarter to strengthen his relationship with those stubborn swordsmen.

They have all stooped to this level. If it weren't for someone else's malicious attempt to poach them, why would Yijianmen entrust the order to someone else?

——Could it be that Yijianmen is taking the initiative to give money and is buying things from the other party?

Lu Jindu's face was as dark as water, and his complexion turned black: "Investigate, we must find out the true self of this rat!"

The chief monk responded respectfully.

"What happens after the investigation?"

Lu Jindu took a few deep breaths and said, "If he is really a lone weapon refiner, I will forgive his first offense and let him work for me. I will spare his life. If he is a gang..."

He smiled coldly twice, without mentioning the word Lu Jindu, but the chief monk understood.

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To the leader's surprise, the Yijian Sect was very secretive about the identity of that famous weapon refiner.

The chief monk asked the steward several times, openly and covertly, and indirectly, but he didn't get the answer he wanted.

...Of course, it could also be that the sword cultivator was just a bit thick-skinned and didn't understand the underlying meaning at all.

The chief monk was at a loss.

They all said to each other directly: "I wonder if Yijianmen has any big orders recently? We in Lu's Building have just refined a large number of storage bags."

The words are so clear, yet you still don’t understand?

If ordinary people don't want to answer this question, they usually change the subject. If they are interested in gossip, they will show a hint of embarrassment first.

The Yijian Sect's manager actually looked at the question with curious eyes, "Is there any connection between these two questions?"

The chief monk: "..."

Your ancestors.

The chief monk can't just ask directly who the new weapon refiner is who has taken your order.

If something happened to Fang Dan, even with the intelligence of a sword cultivator, he would be able to guess that it was the work of Lu's Building.

But it doesn't matter. With the influence of our Lu clan in the surrounding areas, even if we can't get information from the Yijian Gate, we can still find out the true identity of this weapon refiner.

Just as walking leaves traces behind, if an instrument maker wants to make an instrument, he must purchase materials.

Thousands of storage bags, this is not a small number.

Therefore, the chief monk’s recent mission is to search the surrounding trading channels to find out who purchased the raw materials for refining storage bags.

All the efforts were worthwhile, as the chief monk's intensive investigation soon caught the mysterious weapon maker.

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When Yan Luoyue was blocked at the gate of Ruyi City, her face hidden in the shadow of the fighting tent was full of confusion.

This is the first time you go out alone, and you come to me for something?

In order to purchase raw materials for making storage bags, I made an excuse to stay in bed and didn't go to school in the morning.

When Yan Yu went to the tribe to be on guard, Yan Luoyue swallowed two aging pills and turned into a person in his early twenties.

Afterwards, he took the herbs he bought at Yueming Market and adjusted his voice to that of a hoarse young man.

After the disguise was completed, Yan Luoyue put on the black robe that she had made earlier to conceal her appearance and aura, and followed the route that Sang Ji had taken before, and went straight to Ruyi City.

In fact, there had been some minor frictions with the chief monk in the Lu's Tower in Ruyi City before.

Yan Luoyue originally had a vague aversion to this city and did not want to come here to buy materials.

But looking at the surrounding environment, only Ruyi City is closest to the Turtle Clan.

Even if you include the time spent waiting for the goods to be delivered, it still takes less than a day to go back and forth in the store.

After entering the city gate, Yan Luoyue went straight to Zhaoxinju with ease and ordered a large amount of materials from the store.

If they need the materials, Zhaoxinju is also happy to do this business.

The shopkeeper came out personally to entertain Yan Luoyue and dispatched the transportation chain on the spot. It only took half an afternoon to get all the things Yan Luoyue wanted to buy.

However, precisely because of the huge noise caused by this urgent scramble for goods, the chief monk was able to easily discover the traces of the "business-stealing villains".

At first, I was suspicious and thought that Zhaoxinju wanted to straighten its head after the new year and compete with Lu's House.

But after several confirmations, the chief monk finally confirmed that the person who bought this batch of materials was only one person.

...In that case, there is nothing to worry about.

Before Yan Luoyue could even step out of the city gate, she was blocked at the door by the leading monk and his men.

The Lu family deserves the reputation of "half the city of Lu".

In broad daylight, they blocked the crowd. Others who saw them did not even dare to ask questions, but just walked away quickly with their heads half lowered.

Seeing that the person coming had ill intentions, Yan Luoyue took a breath, reached his fingertips into the storage pocket on his sleeve, and pinched a few black palm thunders.

I originally wanted to keep this as a precaution, but I didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

"What are you doing to me?"

The chief monk smiled grimly and said, "I just want to invite you to have a cup of tea with us and make friends with you."

This is pure nonsense.

If this is how people make friends around the world, then McDonald's opening a store next to KFC must have been intended to be a husband-and-wife business.

The chief monk moved his palm, and the ruler-like magic weapon was held in his hand.

"Now you have two choices. First, tell me your name and I will treat you to some good tea."

"The second one..."

The chief monk did not go down again.

He just turned his neck slightly, and then flicked his fingers. The servile monks who had formed a circle around him immediately strode towards Yan Luoyue's direction.

Yan Luoyue recognized the purpose of the ruler in the leader's palm.

The crafting method of this ruler is quite unique. It should be a magical tool used by those below the level of meditation to distinguish the truthfulness of words.

That is to say...

While deep in thought, the chief monk took another step forward.

Ju Lin asked, "Well, who are you, and why do you have to hide your head and show your tail?!"

Before he finished speaking, his aura was as solid as a substance, pressing straight towards Yan Luoyue's face!

The chief monk asked this question while releasing his pressure for a reason.

Considering that the opponent is a weapon refiner, he might have some special magic weapon as a backup.

Therefore, the chief monk’s first choice was not to overpower the opponent on the spot, but to obtain the opponent’s share first.

As long as the name of this famous weapon maker is confirmed, relying on the power of the Lu family, it will not be difficult to follow the clues to find out his identity and then grasp his weaknesses.

By then, gaining the obedience of the instrument maker would be easy.

Under the tent, Yan Luoyue's brows were slightly wrinkled.

If he had not seen the sword intent of the word "kill" in Jiang Tingbai before, he might have been suppressed by the leader monk's aura at this moment.

But now...it's better to take advantage of the situation and lower their vigilance first.

His mind raced, and Yan Luoyue took a half step back, as if he was out of his wits, and blurted out his own name.

While talking, he simultaneously took out those palms./Heart Thunder.

Yan Luoyue said: "Oh, my name is Yan Ercao."

When this name was announced, the ruler in the chief monk's palm glowed with white light, proving the truth of this answer.

Upon hearing this speechless name, the chief monk suddenly understood.

No wonder we had never heard of this weaponsmith before the incident of Yijianmen.

It turns out that this person is actually a grasshopper monster from the grasshopper clan!