Commanding Wind and Cloud

The gap between these two was beyond compare.

It was sheer luck for Qian Jin to have successfully forged a soul weapon last time. But opportunity might not knock again this time, even if he was provided twenty sets of materials for making soul weapon.

But to use these materials for making warrior weapons, Qian Jin had the confidence of manufacturing twenty top-tier warrior weapons.

"What is that in between the gap of the warrior weapons and soul weapons? Is that a blank field?" Blake looked at Qian Jin, "The weapons between the top-tier warrior weapons and the soul weapons are called ultra-warrior weapons. Inside this type of weapon, there isn’t the difference in graduation. The incapability for them to rise as soul weapons derived from the materials used."

Qian Jin nodded his head slowly. Since the first day Qian Jin learned from Blake, he had kept the tip in mind that to forge God-tier Weapons one had to be facilitated with corresponding materials. Without the help of paramount materials, no God-tier Weapons could be made.

"So you are pointing to me that..." Qian Jin tried to get Blake’s point and asked in a light voice, "could I take it that ultra-warrior weapons are discarded soul weapons? Though they don’t carry the function of helping people reach the saint level, they possess fine abilities and can be taken as the fundamental practice for forging soul weapons."

Blake nodded slightly and squeezed a contented smile out of his poker face.

Seeing Blake’s reaction, Qian Jin forced a bitter smile. If he told the blacksmiths in the Zence Empire that ultra-warrior weapons were a type of soul weapons which could be used as basic practice, most of them would be scared to death immediately.

He wondered if Blake was one of the few people who dared to refer to forging ultra-warrior weapons as a type of fundamental practice.

"You, go forge a weapon. Try forging a soul weapon without using the materials prepared for soul weapons."

Qian Jin came back to the forging table, seized the forging hammer, and threw one piece after another of fine metal into the fire. With the adjustment of the Warrior-Heart, the Forge Breathing Technique was rotating smoothly and streams of force started to run out of the moves of the Eighteen Blade Elevating Technique. The iridescent sparks and the metal clashes became the melody of the yard.

After a couple of hours, Qian Jin stopped forging. Though having not made out a weapon, he was hit by the sense that these materials had been greatly changed with the adjustment of two flame auras in the Heart of Earthy Fire.

That was right. If he could forge such a weapon... Qian Jin clenched his fists firmly. Should such a weapon be made, it would possess a capacity above that of a level 10warrior power and below that of a soul weapon. Sandwiched between the two classes of weapons, this type of special armament didn’t bear gradation among its parts.

Ultra-warrior weapon. To forge this type of weapon wasn’t a race in forging capabilities of blacksmiths, but the innate essentials harbored by them, which were, in Blake’s words, the superior conditions.

To forge ultra-warrior weapons without the help of the Heart of Earthy Fire would be extremely hard let alone to manufacture the soul weapons which had even more rigorous demands on the control of temperature and other conditions.

the Heart of Earthy Fire...the Heart of Earthy Fire...

the Heart of Earthy Fire...the Heart of Earthy Fire...

Qian Jin found that the usefulness of the Heart of Earthy Fire could be compared to the Wind and Cloud Warrior Heart in Wind and Cloud Warrior Power which could be used for simulating the bloodline warrior fighting techniques. Pitifully, the functions of the third warrior heart remained unknown to him. The only knowledge about it was that it could boost the rotation speed of warrior power into a higher level apart from adjusting Wind and Cloud Warrior Power and the Heart of Earthy Fire.

Even if this third Warrior-Heart didn’t harbor any special abilities, Qian Jin had boasting confidence that he could stand in a highly advantageous position in the Zence New Generation Warrior and Mage Competition.

In case he exerted fighting technique of the icy-flame warrior power type, [Absolute Zero] to the fullest, he could freeze time within its respective radius of might. At first, Qian Jin didn’t count on mastering this fighting technique, but now with the improvement of Forge Breathing Technique which his fueled icy-flame warrior power...

The appalling and hard-to-gain fighting technique of [Absolute Zero] might be realized in some way.

In the Zence New Generation Warrior and Mage Competition to be held, the Qian Family possessed the dual fighting techniques of [Qian] and [Kun], whereas Qian Jin himself could use [Innumerable Shadows], [Eighteen Blade Elevating Strikes], and [Absolute Zero Degree] for counterattacking.

Condense the Golden Warrior Heart. Qian Jin felt the strong urge to condense the Golden Warrior Heart.

Whichever of the three warrior hearts finished condensing the Golden Warrior Heart would be accompanied by compelling force that couldn’t be measured by a Golden Warrior Heart in the general sense. The might that could be triggered by the interaction between three warrior hearts...

Qian Jin wondered how great of a power might be brought about if all his three warrior hearts turned into the Golden Warrior Hearts.

"The gaming duration of player Qian Jin..."

Eight hours.

Theoretically, this didn’t compose a long period for warriors. As to ordinary people, eight hours passed just within a blink.

But for Yi, this eight hours’ time was as long as one year, ten years or even one hundred years. He had been waiting so impatiently that he had even gone nuts.

With a screech, the door of the room was pushed open to both sides. As the warm sunlight spread over the dark room, Yi was seized by a sense of nervousness.

"Aha?"

Seeing Qian Jin walking out of the room, Yi felt dumbfounded. How could he wear such inexplicable changes in aura in such a short time? Why did he look so confident?

Yi rose up and had a looked at Marc Gavin who was crossing his legs practicing warrior power. Several hours ago, he heard a piece of shocking news that Qian Jin once succeeded in forging a soul weapon.

The first ordinary warrior to reach the saint level in Zence Empire was, Fabreidis, one of the three who had longed reached the Supreme-level 10 Soul-Warrior realm.

Sandwiched between Fabreidis who had reached the saint level and Marc Gavin who was backed up by the Qian Jin with a soul weapon, Yi found it hard for him to remain undisturbed.

To reach the saint level was way too seductive, whereas the toxin of the Nine Worm Nine Grass Poison was devouring his life and strength constantly. Though serving as the leader of the number two Bandit Group in the Frontier for the moment being, he might be subverted by the second or third leader in his team at any time if his strength kept being reduced.

The Frontier had been frequented by rebellion. Whoever had a fiercer fist, a sharper sword, and a stronger build would stand out as the leader of a bandit group. This law of survival of the fittest infused Yi with a strong sense of crisis.

Without strength, one might lose their life, let alone the leadership of a bandit group. To reach the saint level could not only clear away the damned toxin but also gain more chances of taking revenge.

Well, I had to make that bet. Yi took a deep breath and opened his closed eyes gradually to look at Qian Jin. "I agree to be your shadow. But the prerequisite is that you cannot stop me from taking revenge."

"You have to forget about the revenge thing in three years." Qian Jin looked at Yi. "I’m not sure who your enemy is, but I guess he must be a powerful one. You may not succeed even if you enter the initial fragile saint level. Even if you succeed in taking revenge, you may get hurt or be handicapped. The value of serving as my shadow will be damaged a great deal."

"Ok. No problem."

Yi nodded his head directly, as he had eventually gotten through everything. Having decided to give up on the leadership of the bandit group and all the robbed property over these years, he felt desperately liberated.

Qian Jin wore a contented smile, seeing which Zence Matten couldn’t help but smacked his lips. How did he manage to take in someone who had the Sou-Power of level 8 or 9 and served as the leader of the second largest bandit group in the Frontier as his shadow?

In case Qian Jin was granted a title of nobility, the bandits in the Frontier would become his personal convoy, which would serve as a compelling force on the human-demon battlefront.

With the help of the Torrent Battle Fort, Blacksmith Union and Pharmacy Union in Yulee and Wudo Group...Zence Matten found that Qian Jin had unknowingly accumulated a stronger and more compelling force than the century-old families.

The most thrilling part was that... Zence Matten found that different from many other young warriors who made a hit by inheriting the family strength and renown, all the forces Qian Jin were now in possession of were procured by his individual efforts.

Though the force Qian Jin had accumulated couldn’t be compared to that of the three ultimate bloodline families, Zence Matten had to admit in admiration that Qian Jin’s speed and ability in accruing forces was much better than those young men who largely sponged off their family background.

In the case of Qian Wushan, the young ingenious warrior of the Qian Family who had established his own team, all of his achievements were contingent on the back-up of the powerful family influence and the rumor that he might achieve Ultimate Awakening.

Both ordinary warriors and inferior bloodline warriors would choose Qian Wushan and serve as his retinue due to his potential of becoming the ultimate bloodline warrior.

Compared with those privileged talented bloodline warriors... Zence Matten looked Qian Jin up and down, telling himself that this person was, in fact, stronger than those bloodline warriors in this respect. Yet what his future held in store would remain unknown.

Retinue? Zence Matten uttered a sigh. How could such a person work as my retinue?

No. Zence Matten swung his head fiercely to shake off the flinching idea. "Even if he was my lifesaver, I have to try taking him in as my retinue, so as to display my talents."

However... Zence Matten frowned unconsciously. A voice inside him called out that he didn’t want to have Qian Jin become his retinue.

"What was wrong with me?" Zence Matten frowned hard. What a glory it would be for Qian Jin to serve as the retinue of the future emperor! Why aren’t I looking forward to this? So what do I want him to be?

"Friend? What a joke! I’m a prince of the Zence Empire who might succeed the throne in the future. How could I think like that! I have to snuff off this damning idea as soon as possible."