Chapter 1027 — The Blind Man's Eye, the Mute Man's Hammer

"Qi Jiuyi is indeed one of the earlier figures to open the Heavenly River Divine Treasury, but not the earliest. Xu Shenghua and I were the first to open the Heavenly River Divine Treasury, but the second to open it was not Qi Jiuyi — it was Dragon Qilin.

He received my true transmission. " Shujun glanced at Dragon Qilin, who lay there napping, and was struck dumb. Dragon Qilin lazily raised his head, shot him a glance, and wore a look of contempt. "Fatty Dragon has followed me the longest, and is one of those who understand the Jingping Reforms most deeply.

" Shen Mu said with a smile, "In those years, when I opened the various divine treasuries and traveled through the great academies, he was always at my side.

Whether martial arts or divine abilities, swordsmanship or combat techniques, he knows them all well.

Why go to Qi Jiuyi for instruction?

Back then Qi Jiuyi dwelt in seclusion in the Western Lands of Jingping, and knew little. " Dragon Qilin yawned, stuck out his great tongue, licked his lips, and said, "Qi Jiuyi — my third brother. I am his elder brother. " Shujun was struck all the more dumb.

In the Heavenly Court, a bright and youthful girl walked briskly toward the spirit-energy transfer bridge of Zaofu Heavenly Palace, her two ponytails swinging behind her, pert and playful. She was another Yun Chuxiu.

"That wicked boy actually let the Earth Mother carry me off.

That incarnation of mine is done for — the Earth Mother will surely play it to pieces! I offended the Earth Mother badly back then; when she stole Tiangong's essence, it was I who told Tiangong, and had him give her a beating. .

. " She raced toward the spirit-energy transfer bridge, her two ponytails slapping her backside, and muttered, "But that wicked boy won't find it so easy to shake me off! He does not want me going to the Yuan Realm — then I will go to the capital of Jingping first and wait for him there!

Only, I never knew he had cultivated to the Venerable God realm. Last time this body of mine came off badly; he seized me with one hand and I could not move at all. This time I will get myself a heavenly god's body, and the moment I see that boy I will give him a good thrashing to vent my spleen! " She was just about to slip into the spirit-energy transfer bridge when she saw Lian Huanhun also walking this way. The two girls met; each halted, watching the other warily. "Little sister Chuxiu, did you not leave the Heavenly Court with Heavenly Venerable Mu for the Yuan Realm?

" There was loathing in Lian Huanhun's eyes, and curiosity too. "Why are you still in the Heavenly Court?

" Yun Chuxiu raised both hands and drew her ponytails forward over her chest, and said with a smile, "I came back again.

Is that not allowed?

Sister Lian, where are you off to? " Lian Huanhun stared at her and said softly, "And where are you off to?

" "You are not planning to be my sister anymore — you are planning to be my mother?

" Yun Chuxiu sneered, "You meddle so much — can you even control me?

Your own husband you meddled with until he crawled into my bed! " Lian Huanhun laughed lightly.

"You are my sister, after all. How could I not care about you?

Wherever you go, I will naturally go too.

" Yun Chuxiu rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly. "Since you want to come, then come!

" She stepped into the spirit-energy transfer bridge; Lian Huanhun smiled faintly and followed her in. A moment later, a white cat came bounding and leaping like the wind, and slipped into the spirit-energy transfer bridge of Zaofu Palace as well.

The next moment they appeared beside the spirit-energy transfer bridge outside the capital of Jingping. Yun Chuxiu skipped and hopped, running toward the capital, and cried out in astonishment, "This Yuanmu tree has grown even bigger!

" Lian Huanhun frowned, raised her head to look at the little Yuanmu rooted in the capital of Jingping, and gave a cold snort.

"Utterly outrageous. " At that moment, a middle-aged man arrived at the Tu River foundries outside the capital of Jingping.

The Tu River of today was lined with countless foundries, great and small, each built on a colossal scale, standing along the riverbank so that from afar they looked like a divine city. Divine light soared to the heavens from the foundries; great divine furnaces turned day and night without pause; intricate mechanical giants, controlled by divine-arts practitioners, forged components of divine artifacts; and countless other practitioners drew, measured, and inscribed runes day and night, fashioning divine weapons. Many tower ships rose into the air, carrying finished divine artifacts toward the spirit-energy transfer bridge, bound for the Heavenly Court. The place was a scene of extraordinary bustle.

Kaihuang Shen Ye passed by one foundry after another, surveying their arrangements, and saw that some of them also produced curious contraptions like ice-mirrors and windmills, inscribing various divine abilities into these tools for the convenience of the common folk. "Blind Elder, divine gold is the single-crystal sequence of microscopic numerology, is it not?

" Kaihuang Shen Ye suddenly heard a resonant voice, and saw an old man carrying a case speaking with an old man who leaned on a bamboo staff with black dragon bone wound about his waist. The old man with the case said, "Mystic gold is a polycrystalline sequence; divine gold is a single-crystal sequence. If the polycrystalline sequence of mystic gold were adjusted into a single crystal, could mystic gold then become divine gold? " "In theory, yes.

" The old man called the Blind Elder had eyes of incomparable brilliance.

He took out a piece of divine gold and a piece of mystic gold, and suddenly opened his eyes; divine light streamed in all directions, and the microscopic structures of the mystic gold and the divine gold were laid out before him clear and distinct. He said, "How to change the microscopic crystal sequence — that is the real problem. Silent Craftsman, your forging method can hardly reach the very smallest crystals in the microscopic structure. " The old man called the Silent Craftsman had a voice that shook the ear. He sneered, "The Heavenly Origin Grand Furnace Smelting Method I have newly devised is meant precisely for microscopic forging, to inscribe runes upon the smallest crystals.

It is mainly that my eyesight is not as good as yours.

. . " Suddenly the two old men noticed Kaihuang, and turned their heads to look at him together. The Silent Craftsman grinned. "Aba, aba-aba?

" The Blind Elder leaned on his staff and said with a smile, "This brother here, the Silent Craftsman asks where you come from. " Kaihuang stepped forward and said with a smile, "My two brothers, I come from Carefree Land. Seeing you in such heated discussion, I could not help overhearing a few words.

You were just saying that by changing the microscopic crystal structure of mystic gold, one could turn mystic gold into divine gold — might you explain in more detail?

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