Commanding Wind and Cloud

Chapter 323: Hundreds of Disciples

Translator: Udong Editor: EbonyFrost, Udong

"Leader..." Pam Monyun slowly stood up in embarrassment. "I suggest you go check it out yourself. I saw another two assisting elders who are Forge Masters heading to that place on my way here."

Hearing this, Pam Honzi sped up and a visible giant Hydra Soul Power up rose from his back. He took off and flew into the forge workshop Qian Jin was at. All the Pam Family members were stunned by the urging thunderstorm sent out by the Leader of the Family.

"What is the family leader doing?"

"Is the Demon King here as an assassin?"

"Hasn’t His Majesty, the emperor, died? I heard he is in good health!"

"Or, had the Zence Army got destroyed on the Human-Demon Battlefront? No way!"

"Well, I can’t think of a fourth reason why the family Leader would be in such hurry. His wife isn’t going to give birth, right?"

The Pam Family warriors reared their heads and all looked confused. They were making all kinds of speculation but still couldn’t figure out what exactly happened! Pam Honzi was losing himself!

God-tier Blacksmith Master? Pam Honzi just couldn’t get that young man out of his mind! No matter if he could become a God-tier Blacksmith Master or not, being a Forge Grandmaster at such a young age was impressive already! He had also made two Level 10 Forge Masters from two different fields wanting to serve an apprenticeship under him! "Is that kid an all-field Forge Grandmaster?" He was confused.

Landing on his destination, Pam Honzi was shocked by the hordes of people standing, no, kneeling there! He started to suspect that Qian Jin had come to this city for an alliance or trade, but to show-off as well as intimidate!

Forge Masters, blacksmiths, and apprentices...

In that workshop, nearly two hundred people were kneeling in serried ranks.

Dumbfounded by the magnificent scene he had never seen before, Qian Jin didn’t know what to do now. He was only here for some spare metal to make a couple sets of soft armors and two Level 1 Warrior Weapons for Cech Flet and Fanta Kunge to use temporally.

He had already made up his mind that if he survived the Qian Family conflict, he would come back and stay here for a month or two. During that time, he would forge some top-tier armors and weapons for the Pam family.

The two Level 10 Forge Masters who specialized only in one field had held him in utter contempt in the first place. After he waved the hammer three times, they kneeled in front of Qian Jin in admiration!

They had already made a stand that they were willing to be a grand-disciple, that was, the disciple of Qian Jin’s disciple.

What the hell? Qian Jin scratched his head. Did they need to be so dramatic? How had the three strikes conquered hundreds of pairs of knees?

"Leader!" Qian Jin cried out being surrounded by the frenzied mass as he saw Pam Honzi. Here finally came his lifesaver! He should be able to get rid of this absurdness with the Leader of Pam Family.

"Kid." Pam Honzi moved forward in small steps. Those assisting elders and their apprentices who held respect for him on a normal day now all turned their shoulders against him and didn’t move, leaving this man to thread his way through the crowd. These people were all on their full alert in case Qian Jin might run away!

Wearing a wry smile, Pam Honzi finally walked up to Qian JIn! Moving to the central spot jostled by the throng, He had not had such an experience for many years! He missed it a little.

"You did it on purpose, right? You planned not to tell us who you really were from the beginning, right?" This young man was definitely showing off his skills. The multiple identities such as Pharmacist, Mystic Pharmacist as well as Forge Grandmaster overshadowed all his peers! Most importantly, he had a Warrior Heart which shouldn’t have belonged to him! He was absolutely invincible under the Demon Slayer level.

Pam Honzi even felt a little jealous. Why his surname was Qian? Why was Qian Jin not his son?

On purpose? Like a dumb man eating the bitter herb, Qian Jin had to suffer in silence. He had never intended to hide anything. No one ever asked. If he could have predicted where it headed, he’d rather that no one would know who he really was!

"Kid," Pam Honzi patted Qian Jin’s shoulder and said. "To tell you the truth, after this show, it is impossible that you leave like this. I’m afraid now you have to pick one or two to be your disciples."

"If I’m not qualified as a disciple, how about a grand-disciple?" The kneeling Hon Cangqong shouted out to show how eager he was!

Pam Honzi seriously doubted what he had heard and seen! Was that the real Hon Cangqong? Was that still the man who showed no interest to anybody? What did he say? Grand-disciple?

Qian Jin looked around and there wasn’t anyone younger than him. Especially the Forge Master called Hon Cangqong, who was old enough to be his grandpa, it...

"How about..." Qian Jin scratched his head and suggested, "We can learn from each other and discuss our knowledge?"

The crowd shook their heads simultaneously as if they had rehearsed thousands of times.

"I’m not qualified." Hon Cangqong shouted in a coarse voice. "But I would be a lucky man if you took me in as an apprentice!"

With both arms folded across his chest, Pam Honzi watched the show with apparent interest. But at the same time, he also felt this was too weird! This wouldn’t even happen in his dreams!

"Just do it!" Pam Honzi sighed. "Otherwise you would be blocked and starved here!"

"We’d like to be your grand-disciples..."

Neat and loud voices echoed in the workshop...

Qian Jin stared at the dense crowd and finally understood one thing; he would not be able to walk out of this place unless he took one or two as his disciples...

"Okay then..."

More than two hundred people and more than four hundred eyes... In them, Qian Jin saw expectation! Especially Hon Cangqong... He looked so decisive as if he was threatening that young man, "If you don’t accept me, I’ll just smash my head against the furnace here!" That felt like Hon Cangqong’s undertone.

The Eighteen Blade Elevating Strikes of Blake was too damn powerful! Only the first strike had attracted so many people! Qian Jin sighed and decided to use the technique only when he had to, such as in battles. As for forging, he’d better find a remote place...

"Then, how about you..." Qian Jin pointed at Hon Cangqong and another young man, "and you?"

"Kid..." Pam Honzi patted his shoulder again. "I say you take all of them!"

"All of them? Two hundred?" Qian Jin was confused! Taking two hundred disciples at a time? He had neither heard of nor seen it before!

"Thank you, master!"

Shame on those Forge Masters, blacksmiths, and apprentices who immediately kowtowed three times in a row! Qian Jin was just asking a question! How could they take it as a confirmation? They were leaving Qian Jin no way of backing down...

"Now could you please stand up?" Two hundred people kneeling in front of him? It was a torture!

"Yes, master!"

Watching the mass stand up altogether, Pam Honzi was proud that his selfish calculations worked! Qian Jin couldn’t get rid of the Pam Family now! Although he didn’t know why those people had to worship Qian Jin like this, this was definitely due to Qian Jin’s skills!

Carrying a hammer, Qian Jin looked around and said, "I think I do not need to prove my forging ability anymore, right? Can I borrow some metal now?"

"Of course!" Hon Cangqong nodded. "Whatever you need, Master! Now everybody, go home and fetch the best you’ve got!"

All of a sudden, the mass scattered like birds and animals. Some of them ran to the door, some bounded up and climbed over the wall to save time!

"Guys, guys..." Qian Jin opened his arms. "You really don’t need... I’m in a hurry. I don’t have time even if you bring your treasures. Besides, they might be wasted on my ability. Just find me some certain kinds... "

Leaning against the walls, Pam Honzi enjoyed the feeling of being completely ignored that he hadn’t experienced for many years... He savored the hustle and bustle with relish.

To an outsider, pulling the bellow had little technical skills. But when Qian Jin did it, even Hon Cangqong was surprised. In his eyes, admiration was blooming.

Qian Jin kept explaining how to collocate wood with different types of coal and kerosene. The disciples were stunned by the advanced yet detailed techniques!

As Qian Jin proceeded, he found that the blacksmiths, even the Forge Masters, they knew nothing about the basic skills! How did they get the authentication?

Some had become Forge Masters for at least ten years but had only produced one Warrior Weapon!

For more assistance to attend to the kerosene, charcoal, and bellows, Qian Jin had to talk more in order to select a few men who were good and quick learners.

Pam Honzi stood apart and found that Qian Jin was really the focus here. He was the star and his disciples were the satellites!

"Seems it’ll last a long time here." Stretching himself with a yawn, Pam Honzi slowly walked out of the workshop. He gently spun the awakening potion gift from Qian Jin on his fingertips. "I must try it, no matter what...Maybe it will work..."

The Pam Family had never been so vibrant in many years. With the one thousand bottles of potion "made" up by Qian Jin, a few Pam warriors had successfully awakened their bloodline power, including seventeen young Hydras who failed on the altar and three Hydras who already achieved level 3 Bloodline Awakening.

What excited Pam Honzi most was that an elder who had gone through the Earthly Awakening for many years now successfully advanced to the Heavenly Awakening.

As the names suggested, even the two awakening levels were next to each other, the difference was like between heaven and earth.

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