"Do you think I would lie to you? Moreover, if I am not mistaken, this is an imperial-grade formation."

Ling Xinyue's words shocked Youlan's mind suddenly, and her little head felt dizzy for a while.

Imperial level formation!

This inexplicable guy actually set up an imperial-level formation in his own little house!

Who is this guy?

You must know that in the entire Great Zhou, except for the Great Zhou Imperial City and the Demon Sect Hall, there are no imperial-level formations anywhere else.

Moreover, the imperial formation in the Demon Sect's main hall is the lowest level, lower grade imperial formation.

But here, there is actually an imperial-grade formation!

You know, this is just a small house!

Although Lu Xiaoran was not here, he heard everything the two said, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child.

He would fool Ling Xinyue first, and then let her continue to fight Fang Aotian. He would hide behind and control everything. When the time was right, he would annihilate Fang Aotian in one fell swoop.

In fact, he didn't want to rack his brains, but he couldn't figure out Fang Aotian's situation, and Fang Aotian was too strong, much stronger than Xiao Bei and Lin Fei.

He used a large number of holy weapons and various weapons as he attacked. This guy is definitely not simple.

If you attack rashly, you will most likely suffer heavy losses or even lose your life because you don't know the other party's background.

Isn’t it good to live a good life?

In order to live a good life, you have to use your brain and make use of all available resources.

It’s a pity not to use such a good puppet like Ling Xinyue.

Thinking of this, he took off his shirt, coughed lightly, swung up the Broken Void Hammer, and began to forge weapons.

He had made a huge fortune in the ancient forbidden land before.

So many high-level monsters' fur, bones, essence, blood, scales and monster crystals can be used to make a batch of weapons.

Hearing Lu Xiaoran's movement outside, the two immediately climbed out and secretly looked through the window.

When they first saw Lu Xiaoran's broad, strong, muscular and toned back, the looks in their eyes suddenly seemed a little unnatural.

Ling Xinyue was fine, after all, she was a demon lord with a very deep cultivation and a very deep state of mind.

Youlan blushed and her heart started beating fast, and she was unable to control herself.

At this time, Lu Xiaoran had already arranged the materials, then raised the Broken Void Hammer in his hand and began to forge the weapon.

The moment the Shattering Void Hammer was raised, the two of them were instantly petrified on the spot.

Watching Lu Xiaoran hitting the wood with the hammer one after another, Youlan was completely stunned.

"Respected Lord, that, is it the Emperor's Soldier?"

Although Ling Xinyue didn't want to admit it, she had to nod.

"It is an imperial weapon. It is indeed an imperial weapon."

"He used the imperial weapon as a hammer to forge weapons?"

Youlan felt that her worldview had completely collapsed and she didn't know what to say.

But this is not the most devastating thing, because the two discovered that the weapons and armors made by Lu Xiaoran are almost all the top of the same level.

For example, leather armor made from wolf skin at the Creation Realm and demon crystals should be heavenly-grade armor. Some blacksmiths whose forging skills are not sophisticated enough may even be able to forge earth-grade armor.

But in Lu Xiaoran's hands, all the armor forged were the best of the same level.

If it was just an isolated case, it would be fine, but it was not the case with Lu Xiaoran. Anything he forged was the strongest and the best!

What a powerful forging skill!

What is even more shocking and speechless is that Lu Xiaoran can make one in just dozens of breaths on average.

At this moment, both Youlan and Ling Xinyue felt as if they were dreaming.

So crazy!

You know, even for a very good blacksmith, it takes a lot of time to forge weapons. Some blacksmiths may even spend months or even many years to forge top-grade weapons or armor.

Take Du Wushuang, the most famous forging master in the Great Zhou Dynasty, for example. It takes him about seventeen days to forge a holy weapon. This time is still the fastest record holder in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This is information that can be easily found in the Great Zhou Dynasty and is quite accurate.

However, as for Lu Xiaoran, whether he was forging a holy weapon or a heavenly weapon, no matter what it was, it basically never took more than sixty breaths.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it.

The two even suspected that even if Lu Xiaoran forged the imperial weapon, it would probably take less than an hour.

The two of them stayed at the window for nearly an hour. It seemed that they were too overwhelmed to stay there any longer. Ling Xinyue finally spoke:

"let's go."

"Ah? Let's go, where are we going?"

Youlan was confused, while Ling Xinyue took a deep breath and said:

"He now thinks I am his daughter, so he should remove the formation and allow me to go down."

As he said this, Ling Xinyue came outside and Lu Xiaoran finally stopped.

Fortunately, these two guys came out. His forging skills were too strong. He forged weapons and protective gear very quickly. The materials in the Mountain and River State Map were almost used up. Even so, he felt that his forging skills seemed to have increased a lot.

Just when I was wondering why these two people hadn't made any movement, they came out.

"You two are out. Have you chosen a room?"

"Not yet, but I want to go down the mountain first."

"Go down the mountain. There is chaos and disorder down there. What are you going to do down the mountain for?"

Lu Xiaoran pretended to exclaim, and Ling Xinyue had naturally thought of an excuse long ago.

"In fact, the child hid some things at the foot of the mountain and did not bring them up. He wanted to go down the mountain to find them back."

"I see. Do you want me to go with you? If you run into any danger, I can take care of you."

"Uh, no need."

Ling Xinyue immediately waved her hands. If Lu Xiaoran knew that she was actually the Demon Lord of the Demon Sect and not his biological daughter, wouldn’t he skin her alive?

Now, she was extremely afraid of Lu Xiaoran. This unknown big man, with just a casual move, made her feel like a mountain, and her neck hurt from looking up.

"Okay then, but you have to come back early. I just made some weapons and armor. You can take them with you to protect yourself in case you encounter any danger."

"Gulp."

Ling Xinyue looked at the pair of weapons in front of her that looked like a small mountain and couldn't help but swallow hard.

Although these were not imperial weapons, they were at least top-grade heavenly weapons and protective gear, and there were even quite a few top-grade holy ones. Even though she was the Demon Lord, she couldn't help but envy them.

After all, she only had a low-grade imperial weapon in her hand, which was crippled by Fang Aotian's detonation and was no longer complete.

Now even a holy weapon is very tempting to her.

"Can I really take it?"

"Of course."

Lu Xiaoran waved his hand and said casually:

"Take it as you please. You are my daughter after all. What's mine is yours. Even if I don't give it to you now, I will pass it on to you sooner or later. After all, I am counting on you to provide for my old age."

"Thank you very much."

Lu Xiaoran raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Thank you to whom?"

"father."

Although she felt a little embarrassed, Ling Xinyue couldn't help but shout out.

Moreover, she inexplicably felt that this feeling was very good.

As a demon lord who kills without blinking an eye, she grew up in the demon sect since she was a child and has never felt the warmth of family affection. In order to survive and to become stronger, she can only keep fighting and killing to put herself at the top.

But now, for the first time in her life, she felt the warmth of this world.

Lu Xiaoran nodded with satisfaction.

Although he was acting, he always felt a little guilty when he asked Ling Xinyue to get something.

The only thing I can do is let him call me dad a few more times to soothe his inner imbalance.

Ling Xinyue picked out a holy sword and a set of holy armor, then reluctantly withdrew her gaze.

She really wanted to take them all away. With so many good things, if she used them to arm her men, she would definitely be able to fight against the disciples of the ancient ape tribe.

How could Lu Xiaoran not see what she was thinking?

In fact, these things were originally prepared for her to use against the ancient ape tribe.

However, he couldn't say it so explicitly, as that wouldn't be acting. Ling Xinyue was no fool and would definitely find some flaws.

What's more, Lu Xiaoran himself has never been the kind of person who gives things away for free. He would definitely be reluctant to give these things away for free.

Lu Xiaoran thought about it and came up with a plan.

He was just short of spirit stones for setting up the formation. The Demon Sect must have a lot of spirit stones. If he used the Demon Sect's spirit stones to exchange, he would not lose anything and might even make a small profit.

It can also enhance the combat effectiveness of the Demon Sect and fight against the ancient ape tribe. It is perfect, quite perfect.

Thinking of this, he spoke again:

"Oh, my dear, I have never left the mountain. I have been in seclusion here for decades and I don't have many friends down there. You are well-informed and you must have many acquaintances here. Can you help me sell these weapons and armor?"

Ling Xinyue's eyes lit up.

"You want to sell these weapons and armor?"

"Of course, we can't eat them, so why not sell them? What a waste to just pile them up here."

"How about selling it to my friend?"

Ling Xinyue almost said that she was going to sell it to herself, but luckily she had a quick mind and reacted in an instant and tried to smooth things over.

Lu Xiaoran was doubtful and said:

"Aren't you a disciple of a small sect? Can your friends afford such fine weapons?"

"Forehead."

Ling Xinyue was stunned. She didn't expect that her cheap father would be so hard to deceive.

"Ahem, it's like this. My friend actually runs an auction house. It's a chain auction house that has branches all over the Great Zhou Dynasty, and has a very wide customer base. I can sell the goods to him wholesale, and then let him sell them."

"That's a good idea, but there's the issue of price."

Lu Xiaoran looked at Ling Xinyue with a half-smile, as if he was looking at a cow with a lot of milk!

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