strictlysupreme Chapter 410 I'm Destined for Him
Chapter 410 I'm Destined for Him
The lights in the workshop of the Wan Gong Fang master were not very bright; the faint candlelight could only illuminate a small part of the cave.
Xue Tong first looked at the Su Jun Sword floating in front of Xue Lan, and then looked at the memorial tablets located not far from the two of them.
The girl sent a telepathic message to Xue Lan, sounding puzzled:
What happened to those memorial tablets?
Hearing Xue Tong's question, Xue Lan followed Xue Tong's gaze.
The woman's voice seemed to carry a faint sigh:
"That is the memorial tablet where the soul has dissipated."
Xue Tong asked with some surprise, "Will the souls that enter the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop also disappear?"
Xue Lan nodded gently:
"Yes, the Wan Gong Fang is just a place to collect souls, not some otherworldly paradise where time stands still."
"Nothing in this world is permanent."
Ever since Xue Lan touched the threshold of the art of time and space, she has understood this problem.
The woman scanned the silent memorial tablets with her divine sense, then turned to the woman in armor behind her and spoke:
"May I ask how to address this senior?"
The translucent woman took a step forward and cupped her hands in a respectful gesture towards Xue Lan:
"Master, my name is Wang Jingchun."
Xue Lan silently recited this in her mind, then looked at the sharp features of the woman in front of her and spoke:
"Xue Lan greets Senior Wang."
The woman pointed to the Su Jun Sword on the side: "Senior Nie is currently having a reunion with old friends within the Su Jun Sword, and Xue Lan does not wish to disturb him for the time being."
"However, Xue Lan has some matters she wishes to discuss with everyone in the Wan Gong Fang. She would appreciate it if Senior Wang could invite a few highly respected seniors to have a chat with Xue Lan."
Wang Jingchun glanced at Xue Lan. The man spoke in a gentle tone, but there was an imperceptible pressure in his voice.
It makes you want to do what she says.
The woman bowed to Xue Lan again: "Yes."
Only after Wang Jingchun left did Xue Tong dare to speak to Xue Lan, her tone tinged with doubt:
What do you want to say?
"Some things about Wan Gong Fang."
Xue Tong shook her head: "I know what I mean. Explain everything in detail."
Xue Lan knew the girl was afraid he would cause some trouble again, so she smiled and readily agreed:
"The Wan Gong Fang plan, the weapons in those secret realms, and the trials that Lin Su and the others have not yet finished."
When Xue Lan heard the first two, she thought she had no chance of getting involved, but when she heard the third, the girl's eyes lit up.
"Xue Lan! Xue Lan!"
The girl's eyes sparkled, her face clearly showing:
Give me some work, give me some work!
Xue Lan's expression stiffened slightly.
Then... send some out?
I happen to have an immature idea of my own.
Thinking of this, the woman said earnestly to Xue Tong, "There is indeed something here that requires your help."
"Lin Su and the other two are still unaware that I have become the head of the Wan Gong Fang and are undergoing trials in the secret realm created by the Wan Gong Xiang."
"Logically speaking, as the head of the workshop, I should kick all the people participating in the trial out now..."
Upon hearing this, Xue Tong timidly raised her hand:
"Just kick out the two from the upper realm; Lin Su is a friend after all."
Xue Lan smiled and nodded: "What you said makes sense, so I've decided to keep all three of them."
Xue Tong opened her eyes wide: "Huh?"
"Lin Buyu and Lei Chuxi are both renowned geniuses among the demon races of the Upper Realm. If we don't let them be the workshop owners, we should at least give them some benefits."
Xue Lan's eyes curved into crescents, her smile carrying a hint of sinister eeriness:
"After all, I will overturn the chessboard of this Yuanming Realm in the future and bring down all those who are high above, thinking they can stay out of it and watch from the sidelines."
"The help of those from the upper realms is indispensable."
Xue Tong understood Xue Lan's meaning, and the girl spoke softly:
"what do I need to do?"
"You know, Lin Su's arm is not good. The Wan Gong Fang has the legendary Heavenly Forging Technique, which is said to be able to reshape the meridians and allow spiritual energy to enter the body."
A wisp of bluish-red flame appeared at Xue Lan's fingertip, and his words became even more sinister and eerie:
"I have no intention of giving those two so-called fair treatments from the upper realm."
Xue Tong continued Xue Lan's words: "You plan to let me enter Lin Su's trial to assist him?"
Xue Lan clapped her hands: "You guessed right, that's exactly what you thought!"
Xue Tong's voice sounded somewhat helpless:
"Xue Lan, you can be really good at tricking people sometimes."
“But I like it!”
She admires Xue Lan, a person who clearly distinguishes between good and evil, and who lays bare all his grudges and hatreds.
They will not disregard the greater good for trivial matters, nor will they compromise themselves for the sake of the greater good.
Sometimes, Xue Lan really lives a more carefree life than anyone else.
"I'll take this job. Can we start now?"
Xue Lan shook her head: "It's not possible now. All the trials in the Wan Gong Workshop are actually controlled by the spirit of the Wan Gong Box. If we want to tamper with it, we have to discuss it with the old man."
Xue Tong recalled Xue Lan's actions in the Wan Gong Fang during her last visit, and felt utterly hopeless.
"I think the chances of getting him to agree are a bit low. If all else fails, you can think of another way."
Xue Lan shook her head mysteriously: "No!"
“I am now the owner of Wan Gong Fang, and I have a special connection with him.”
Just as Xue Tong was about to ask Xue Lan where the geographical affinity she mentioned was, and to take the opportunity to mock this person, she saw Xue Lan raise her finger and point to the entrance of the main training ground.
Xue Tong followed Xue Lan's finger and saw an old man in gray robes leaning on a cane.
Xue Lan: "See that? Fate!"
The girl stopped talking.
Xue Lan bowed in the direction of the old man and said, "Senior, it's been a long time."
The spirit of the Wan Gong Fang looked at Xue Lan and spoke in a deep, soothing voice:
"Actually, I knew from the first time I met you that this Wan Gong Box would eventually end up in your hands."
Xue Lan sounded somewhat surprised:
"How did you know that, senior? Back then, Xue Lan was just an unknown nobody without any craftsmanship."
The old man in gray slowly shook his head, the leaves on his cane swaying in the breeze.
"You were rigid and old-fashioned back then, blindly following your own idea of perfection."
"But now you understand the saying that objects have form, but craftsmanship has no boundaries."
An incredibly complex array appeared beneath the old man's feet, with constantly changing, flashing runes on it.
"Since you are willing to become the head of the Wan Gong Fang (Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop), sign a contract with me and become the person in charge of the Wan Gong Xiang (Ten Thousand Crafts Box)!"
Xue Lan looked at the old man: "I know that the master of the Wan Gong Workshop must become the owner of the Wan Gong Box..."
The woman's voice was resolute:
"But I refuse!"