Mr. Mo looked around at everyone, his gaze sweeping across the circle before he softly said, "From now on, you all are part of the Heavenly Forge Bureau. Should anyone purposely provoke you, don’t hesitate to respond; our Heavenly Forge Bureau is not to be trifled with easily."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone felt incredulous. How significant could this small Heavenly Forge Bureau be that they dared to make such a statent?
"What exactly is the background of our boss to speak so encouragingly?" Lu Shu murmured to himself.
It was known that although each of them was considered a genius in the craft, craftsn didn’t hold a very high status in the Three Realms; many people regarded them as possessing re tricks and skills.
It was for this reason that the status of craftsn had always been low. However, the head of the Heavenly Forge Bureau was able to speak so boldly, which truly exceeded everyone’s expectations.
But Mr. Mo clearly had no interest in answering this question; he rely glanced at everyone and left the area, returning alone to his own courtyard.
The heavenly soldiers guarding the gate saw Mr. Mo returning and saluted respectfully, "Mr. Mo, you’re back!"
Mr. Mo rely nodded slightly and didn’t say much, walking straight into his own courtyard where he had been living simply and staying inside recently.
Watching Mr. Mo enter the courtyard, the two guarding heavenly soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"This gentleman hasn’t left his ho in the past; I wonder what prompted him to go out today?"
"You don’t know?"
"Know what?"
"Today is the day the newcors arrive at the Heavenly Forge Bureau. This gentleman most likely went to check on the newcors, especially since the recent disturbances in the Heavenly Court and the cleansing that caused a shortage of hands at the Heavenly Forge Bureau."
The heavenly soldier fell silent; he knew the person referred to was the Divine Exorcist Great Saint, who was currently unmatched in the Heavenly Court, a truly formidable figure.
In the Heavenly Court, countless Immortals and Gods were apprehended by him and thrown into the Heavenly Prison; the Jade Emperor seed to trust him imnsely. As long as he wanted soone apprehended, there was no disagreent.
Of course, for many in the Heavenly Court, he was undoubtedly seen as a harsh official, a na that struck fear into many.
"You say these monsters are truly audacious to dare to create chaos in the Heavenly Court, ending with their souls scattered. I don’t understand what they were fighting for."
"Who knows what these monsters think? I’ve heard that many from Luzhou in the North are like this, utterly reckless. They don’t have lives to spare like us; they can’t be resurrected."
Thinking of the monsters who had been purged previously, the two heavenly soldiers involuntarily felt a strange stir of emotions in their hearts.
What to say? These monsters were not at all similar to the monsters they were familiar with. That martyr-like deanor is still deeply etched in the minds of many.
They welcod their deaths with smiles, welcoming the most brutal punishnts. Despite bearing extre torture, they still held their heads high, their bodies seemingly radiating an intangible glow that even the numbed heavenly soldiers had to give a sideways glance.
They didn’t understand what these monsters were fighting for. Could a simple call for the resurrection of the Demon Clan impart such terrifying power?
Their long life and countless deaths had long numbed them, turning them into re tools.
"Let’s not talk about these guys anymore; it’s making uneasy. I don’t understand the Heavenly Court anymore. Who would have thought that Marshal Tianpeng would betray us? He was a close and trusted aide promoted personally by the Emperor himself. I heard that without the Emperor’s favor, Yin Qi wouldn’t have been able to sit in Marshal Tianpeng’s position at all."
Yet, a great general who was deeply trusted by the Jade Emperor ended up betraying him, launching a fatal strike at a critical mont.
When he was punished on the Immortal Slaying Stage, countless heavenly soldiers, generals, and immortals watched how the forrly high-ranking Marshal Tianpeng cried bitterly, filled with imnse regret.
But all of that still couldn’t prevent that fatal strike.
"It’s all caused by being discontented, that marshal probably wanted to advance further."
"Enough, let’s not talk about it anymore. We’re just low-ranking soldiers; we do what we’re told. Why bother with so much?"
In the courtyard next door, Mr. Mo stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the courtyard, looking up at the sky bathed in golden light, pondering sothing.
At this mont, Liu Ming was looking at his residence and sighing inwardly. Compared to his own ho, the houses here were too crowded, especially when living with a big-mouthed roommate.
Liu Ming turned his head and saw his roommate Lu Shu, who had transford into a bundle of curiosity, continuously caressing the walls of the house.
"Good grief, it really is heavenly; this house is even made of high-quality green stone and even has runes carved into it, though I wonder what these runes do."
Just then, the light of mana flashed across Lu Shu’s hand, and a rune on the wall, originally painted white, suddenly lit up.
The golden light slowly brightened, outlining a mysterious rune, and Lu Shu leaned against the wall, observing the newly appeared rune with fascination.
Liu Ming could tell that Lu Shu was using a special technique to activate the rune and make it visible; it’s an essential thod for those learning the Way of Runes.
He scrutinized it carefully. If he rembered correctly, this was a rune capable of creating space, though a single rune wouldn’t offer much space. It seed, however, to be intended as a storage space for people like them.
After all, a craftsman’s materials were plentiful, and this small room couldn’t possibly accommodate all of them, so providing a space exclusively for storage made sense.
Thus, he touched the wall, and a rune started shining; with a slight motion of thought and tracing the rune, a small space door opened. Liu Ming sensed it carefully—it was about eight cubic ters, but it was enough to store so miscellaneous items.
More importantly, with this rune as a basis, just two more runes drawn and arranged in the Three Talents formation would instantly transform the space into over two hundred cubic ters, more than enough for a craftsman for a substantial amount of ti.
Lu Shu remained focused on studying the rune on the wall, only to turn around and see Liu Ming had already skillfully opened the space and was throwing so items into it, leaving him stunned.
"You’ve opened it like that?" Lu Shu pointed at Liu Ming and asked.
He considered himself to have a profound heritage and extraordinary insights, thinking he would be among the first to master this rune in this batch. Yet, unexpectedly, the unassuming Liu Ming had already mastered it. Where had he learned it from?
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