Chapter 262 The Missing Master Craftsman, the Bloodbathed Wuhun Hall

Gengxin City.

Located in the main city in the west of the Xingluo Empire.

Because the main meeting of the Blacksmith Association is established here, the entire city gathers most of the blacksmiths on the continent. There are only a few hundred thousand people in total, and there are more than 10,000 blacksmiths alone.

Among them, there are nearly 2,000 people affiliated with the Blacksmith Association. They usually stay in the building of the main meeting of the Blacksmith Association in the center of the city.

In the blacksmith registration and assessment area on the third floor, several blacksmith masters who had just finished assessing others and were idle were gathering together at this moment. One of them looked a little puzzled and said.

"What do you think those blacksmith masters are doing in the foundry room of Lou Gao Shenjiang? Calculating the time, it has been nearly a year since they appeared in the public eye, right?"

The other sighed slightly, with a little helplessness in his tone.

"Who knows? Master Craftsman Lou Gao and his four master apprentices should be researching something new, right? I hope they can bring some surprises to the Blacksmith Association."

"There has not been even one person to keep the place in the past year. The outside world must think that our Blacksmith Association has closed down."

"I heard from a person who delivered food last time that he seemed to hear a strange voice coming from inside when he put the food at the door."

"Huh? Impossible, only forging masters are qualified to enter the foundry on the fifth floor. No new masters have come to the Blacksmith Association during this period."

"Maybe I heard it wrong."

Just as several blacksmith masters were discussing, there was still a clanging sound in the No. 1 foundry on the fifth floor.

If someone could see the scene inside, they would find that there were indeed not only Master Craftsman Lou Gao and his four apprentices, but also a young man with dark blue hair.

The person who was knocking was Master Craftsman Lou Gao. At this moment, he looked tired, and his messy short hair was soaked with sweat for the nth time.

Compared to the height of the building, the man next to him was also a little pale, but it was a sickly paleness caused by not seeing the sun for a long time, and his complexion was much better.

The man was sitting on a bench, like a leisurely and comfortable supervisor, watching the King of Divine Craftsmen working hard in front of him.

The most miserable people in the whole room were the four middle-aged men with listless faces next to the man. On their dirty faces, tears that had existed for an unknown period of time could be vaguely seen. What was even more terrifying was that each of them had several blood holes on his body.

Judging from the degree of healing and the blood stains around the wounds that had long dried up to black, the time of appearance was new and old, but even the latest wounds had appeared for a long time.

If ordinary people were not treated in time for such serious injuries, they might have died long ago, but the cultivation of these middle-aged men had reached the Soul Saint level. Their strong cultivation made their vitality far superior to that of ordinary people, so they were lucky to survive.

Of course, it is hard to say whether this was a kind of luck in their own hearts.

The four occasionally looked up at the busy figure, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, their red eyes filled with guilt and pain.

If they could choose, they would end their lives without hesitation.

Now, they can only stare at the leisurely man beside them, with hatred in their eyes as real as substance.

It was this devil that caused all this!

A year ago, Tang San came to the Blacksmith Association with a letter of recommendation from another master craftsman, Titan. Although the murderous aura on the other party made them very unhappy, they still treated him with courtesy because of the letter.

Things were fine from the beginning. The other party discussed with them and took out various hidden weapon drawings. The exquisiteness of them amazed these veterans who had been studying sophisticated equipment for many years.

Just when they were discussing the hidden weapon called the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles, Lou Gao said that there was a chance after studying the drawings for a few days, and Tang San finally showed his fangs.

After nearly a week of communication, they can be said to have completely relaxed their vigilance against Tang San. Who could have thought that the other party would poison the food at that time? After they were all controlled, Tang San finally stated his request.

Let their master, Lou Gao, the master, help him create the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle. How could their straightforward master be threatened?

Even when the Spirit Hall put pressure on him, Lou Gao never gave in. Tang San, who got the answer, did not attack Lou Gao, but used the spider spear with barbs that emerged from his back to start piercing holes in the four of them in front of Lou Gao.

Looking at the four apprentices who were tortured because of his decision, Lou Gao finally broke down and compromised, and agreed to help the other party make the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.

Now looking at their master's increasingly haggard face for making this Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, they are full of regrets in their hearts, some for themselves, some for the man in front of them, and some for the Titan Master.

It's not that they didn't think about saving themselves, but the other party's mental power seemed to be very sharp. Once they made any small moves, they would be tortured inhumanly.

In addition, the opponent just made them in a state of serious injury but not death, so they had no ability to resist.

In order not to add burden to Lou Gao, they could only put away their thoughts.

As for suicide? Let's not talk about whether they are sure to succeed in front of Tang San. Once they commit suicide, Lou Gao, who has lost his concern, will definitely not make hidden weapons for the opponent, and the final result will be death.

As apprentices, they also can't watch their master lose his life because of their choice.

Every day, someone would deliver food to the door, and then one of the four of them would go to the door to get it. This kind of life lasted for more than ten months.

What allowed them to survive was the belief between the master and the apprentice that they wanted each other to survive. After all, Tang San promised that as long as they could make the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles, they could survive.

Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that this was a lie.

And now, this nightmare is about to end.

After several failures, Lou Gao seemed to have finally found the trick. In the last month of almost sleepless efforts, a total of five sets of Rain of Pear Blossom Needles were about to be completed.

I saw a purple light in Tang San's eyes. After carefully observing the hidden weapon in the other party's hand, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad. You are worthy of being the king of the divine craftsman. It's right to come to you."

Hearing the other party's mocking words, Lou Gao's hands holding the forging hammer suddenly burst with blue veins, and then when he saw the four weak apprentices, his hands loosened again, and his voice was a little begging.

"You promised that you would let us go as long as I made it."

"Of course, of course you should thank me. Without me using their lives as a threat to provide you with motivation, you would not be able to make such a sophisticated hidden weapon so quickly, right?"

His level increase has slowed down, and he must absorb strong people to improve quickly, which is why he did not hesitate to threaten Lou Gao.

Only in this way can he urge the other party to make it quickly so that he can kill the Titled Douluo. If he waits for Lou Gao for a few more years, the opportunity will be gone.

"As a blacksmith, you should feel honored to be able to make such a top-level artifact."

Tang San said, turning his head to look at the four people beside him.

"But in order to carry out the final casting, some key materials are still missing."

Lou Gao frowned when he heard this. Not only him, but the other four people clearly felt something was wrong.

"What materials?"

"Of course"

Tang San said, the spider spear behind him broke out of his body and pierced the shoulders of the four people like lightning.

Just kidding, how could he let outsiders know the production method of Tang Sect hidden weapons?

From the moment these five people saw the Tang Sect's hidden weapon drawings, they had already decided to die, and he would never let them go.

Now there is only one step left for the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles, and he can complete this step himself, so naturally he no longer needs the other party.

In addition, the five people have not appeared in the public eye for nearly a year, and the only one who can notice something wrong is the person who delivers meals every day.

In view of this, he deliberately asked the four people to go to the door to pick up meals irregularly, so it would take at least one or two days for the person who delivered meals to notice something wrong. By that time, he would have already run away.

The four people who had never really believed in Tang San's promise reacted immediately, but even if they reacted, their weak bodies did not allow them to resist. They figured it out in an instant, and a trace of determination flashed in their eyes, and they only heard the middle-aged man named Long roaring loudly.

"Teacher! Go!"

As soon as the voice fell, they were stabbed in the shoulder, and the intense pain made them groan.

Seeing this scene, Lou Gao's eyes were bloodshot and he roared.

"Let them go!"

"Don't worry, you will come to accompany them now"

A cold voice sounded, and Tang San showed a cruel smile on his face. A spider spear also stabbed towards Lou Gao. However, because Lou Gao was making a hidden weapon, he was not hurt by Tang San. In addition to being tired, he was not as powerless as the other four people.

Seven soul rings appeared under his feet, one white, two yellow, three purple and one black, and lit up one after another in anger. As a blacksmith, most of his soul rings were also for increasing strength. With one hammer, he forcibly repelled the spider spear attacking him.

Seeing that the prey dared to resist, Tang San's eyes flashed with anger, and a black hammer appeared in his hand. Three purple, one black, one purple and two black, seven soul rings with colors that were enough to drive obsessive-compulsive disorder to death appeared under his feet.

"Clear Sky Hammer!? Are you from the Clear Sky Sect!?"

A trace of surprise and anger flashed in Lou Gao's eyes. No wonder Titan wrote a letter to introduce this guy. It turned out that he was still a dog of the Clear Sky Sect.

At this moment, he wanted to eat the beast Titan alive.

"Since you know, then die!"

Just when Tang San was about to make another move, the soul power in the four people he stabbed started to riot wildly at this moment, and it was obvious that they were going to self-destruct.

"You are looking for death!"

His face suddenly became ferocious. In order to complete the production of the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles, the blood and qi of the people must be integrated into the deep sea silver mother at the moment of casting.

This is also the reason why he didn't kill these four people just now. Once a person dies, the blood and soul power will be lost in a short period of time, and there is no time to melt.

"Teacher, let's go!"

"Revenge for us!"

Seeing the determination in the eyes of several disciples, Lou Gao's body trembled violently.

He knew that he had no ability to save them. If he stayed here, the end waiting for him would also be death.

Death is not terrible, but he is afraid that he will die here and the truth will be buried forever.

Now that he knows the identity of the other party, he must escape.

Let the beasts of Haotian Sect pay the price for their actions!

Tang San no longer had the energy to care about Lou Gao at this moment. He just looked fierce, and the other four spider spears suddenly pierced into the dantian of the four people.

The four of them trembled all over, and the intense pain made them spasm uncontrollably. The originally disordered soul power was rapidly dissipating like a balloon with a hole.

Along with the soul power, the vitality of the four of them also disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Tang San made a prompt decision. Adhering to the principle of not wasting, he directly used the crane control and dragon capture to suck the rainstorm pear blossom needle accessories on the table into his hands and threw them into the blazing forge. At the same time, the spider spear was swung, and the four people were thrown into the forge together.

The blazing flames instantly ignited their bodies, but at this moment, they seemed to feel no pain. They took a hard look at the already opened door of the casting room, and a trace of excitement flashed in their turbid eyes.

Success.

Tang San, who also saw this scene, rushed out of the door, but there was no figure of Lou Gao outside the door?

As a master craftsman who is proficient in sophisticated mechanisms, Lou Gao even used the mechanism door he built himself for the door of the casting room. In addition, he was often suppressed by the Spirit Hall in the past. How could he not leave some escape routes?

"Hahahahaha!"

The wanton laughter from the room behind him made Tang San feel like he was falling into an ice cave, and his whole body couldn't stop shaking.

He knew that he had messed up.

He didn't even dare to think about what would happen to the Haotian Sect in the future.

As if they saw Tang San's fear, the four laughed even louder, and one of them suddenly coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. When he spoke again, his voice was like a ghost crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell, shrill and resentful.

"Haotian Sect bastards, you will pay the price for this"

"Shut up!!!"

Tang San roared subconsciously, but how could the four be afraid of him at this time? Even though they couldn't make any sound, their eyes were still fixed on Tang San, their lips slightly opened and closed, saying something silently.

As if he didn't dare to look at them, Tang San turned his head and looked at the fifth rainstorm pear blossom needle on the table. Because of Lou Gao's escape, this one still needed the blood of one person.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and he decided to take action against the Wuhun Branch Hall of Gengxin City tonight.

For now, only the platinum bishop is the most suitable material

The next day, a piece of news quickly spread across the continent from Gengxin City.

The Wuhun Branch Hall of Gengxin City was bloodbathed, and no one survived, only the platinum bishop disappeared.

Such a terrible incident immediately aroused the anger of the Wuhun Hall, and quickly sent personnel to investigate. As the largest force in the Blacksmith City, the Blacksmith Association was naturally the first to be investigated.

"Hmm?"

A master blacksmith came to the door of the No. 1 Foundry, looking at the food that had been piled up in front of the door for two days without being touched, his face was a little puzzled.

He knocked gently on the door of the foundry.

"Master Lou Gao, the people from the Wuhun Hall are here..."

There was no response for a long time, and there was no sound in the foundry. A bad premonition kept growing in his heart.

With a click, the man pushed the door in.

Looking at the empty foundry and the little blood on the ground, he felt cold all over.

On the third day after the Wuhun Branch Hall was bloodbathed, another heavy news appeared.

The president of the Blacksmith Association, Lou Gao, and four of his disciples were missing, and something resembling ashes was found in the still-warm forge.