Quest - Rise to the Rising (1/3 completion).

+1 for the number of draws.

"It turns out that after subduing Goryeo, the reward has already been settled?"

"Let's draw a lottery, I don't know what items can be drawn for me this time......"

Bite~

The huge turntable jumps up rapidly, and the points of light move and shine continuously.

Exercises, martial arts, pills, weapons, magic weapons, miscellaneous!

Under Yang Mucheng's expectant gaze, the pointer fell on the first glance.

'Ding, get a full set of weapon blueprints for the lower grade of the spirit rank......

......

Forging Department.

"Failed again!"

Lu Hong, the former Sect Master of the Forging God Sect, couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the spirit rank lower grade blade that was about to be completed in his hand. It had only taken a few months for them to create six spirit rank lower grade weapons. This is a far cry from what Yang Mucheng needs.

After devouring half of the city of Goryeo, Yang Mucheng planned to expand the Black Flag Army to about 10,000.

The equipment on the body is naturally to be upgraded from the excellent level to the lower grade of the spirit level. But alas, the success rate is too low.

Then.

A little eunuch hurriedly rushed to the forging department, arched his hand to Lu Hong, and said, "Lord Lu Hong, the saint is invited!"

"I guess you're asking about the forge?"

Lu Hong sighed secretly, nodded at the little eunuch and said, "Thank you Gonggong Zhang, I'll go ...... now."

followed the little eunuch all the way to the palace hall.

Seeing Yang Mucheng, Lu Hong directly knelt down and knocked nine times.

"Excuse me, I called you here to ask about the forging of equipment at the lower grade of the spirit level?" Yang Mucheng said lightly.

"Weichen is guilty, so far he has only created six pieces of equipment, and he hasn't even gathered a complete pair of armor......" Lu Hong lay on the ground and didn't dare to get up, the young emperor in front of him was a tyrant. If the task he gave him was not completed, it was a capital offense.

A complete set of armor is divided into: helmet, shoulder pads, cuirass, arm guards, leg guards, boots, gloves, short sword, spear, a total of nine parts.

The configuration of this armor was specially proposed by Yang Mucheng for the Black Flag Army. He plans to build the Black Flag Army into a special force, and it doesn't matter if the strength is slightly worse, it is completely made up for by equipment. What's more, now that the Five Thousand Black Flag Army has successfully become a martial artist in the early stage of internal strength, coupled with the spirit level equipment, it is naturally extraordinary!

"Haha, Lu Hong, is this what you are capable of forging the God Sect? At the beginning, we drove it out of the Goryeo Kingdom, and its strength was declining more and more!"

At this moment, a sneer sounded from the side.

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with a hooked nose, and he was none other than the sect master of the Goryeo Heavenly Martial Sect - Wu Xingtian!

"Is that you?"

Lu Hong was stunned.

The Forging God Sect and the Tianwu Sect are both sects that forge weapons. At the beginning, the Tianwu Sect used the official power of Goryeo to drive the Forging God Sect to Daqian. Now that the enemies meet, they are naturally very angry!

A hint of pride flashed on Wu Xingtian's face.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. Originally, Wu Xingtian was still a little worried, Da Qian already had the Forging God Sect, so they didn't need their Tianwu Sect. But now it seems that these people from the God Forging Sect can't create any decent weapons at all......

This is a great opportunity!

"Shengshang!" Wu Xingtian arched his hand at Yang Mucheng and said: "Our Tianwu Sect, excluding the apprentices who do miscellaneous work, there are more than three hundred people in total. The twelve elders in the sect are all lower-grade forging masters, and they have a certain chance of creating lower-grade blades of the spirit level. And I, on the other hand, can create a mid-grade blade of the spirit level!"

"The number of spirit rank blade armor created by our Tianwu Sect can be twice as large as that of the God Forging Sect!"

Wu Xingtian is unexpected.

He looked at Yang Mucheng and said with a smile: "I know that the Holy Lord is ambitious and wants to create an invincible force. But only we, the Tianwu Sect, are qualified to cooperate with the Holy Lord!"

The implication of Wu Xingtian's words is obvious - without our Tianwu Sect, you can't do anything.

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows, and looked at Wu Xingtian with a smile: "Really?"

"That's right!"

Wu Xingtian paid attention to Yang Mucheng's expression, and couldn't help but be overjoyed when he found that the other party was not angry.

"Our Tianwu Sect and the Holy Lord cooperate, and we will definitely be able to build this invincible team within three years!

"First, expel the Forging God Sect from the Great Qianguo. ”

"Second, set aside a piece of territory in the Great Qianguo as the territory of our Tianwu Sect, and no one is allowed to enter!"

"Third, the Great Qianguo provides us with all kinds of materials every year to build our armor!"

After speaking, Wu Xingtian looked at Yang Mucheng quite confidently. He believed that the other party would definitely agree. Because, in his opinion, the Forging God Sect is incompetent, and if Yang Mucheng wants to build the Black Flag Army, he can only cooperate with their Tianwu Sect!

Lu Hong's face turned pale.

At the beginning, Wu Xingtian used this despicable method to force them out of Goryeo. Is it now that they are going to be forced out of the big job?

"Three requirements?" the smile on Yang Mucheng's face faded. "Are you negotiating terms with me? Tianwumen now belongs to Daqian, I only need one word, I can make your Tianwumen go up in smoke, how dare you ask me about conditions?"

The aura of the Tongmai Grandmaster was slowly revealed, and Wu Xingtian only felt a huge coercion coming over him, and he almost couldn't breathe when he was oppressed.

He looked at Yang Mucheng, gritted his teeth and said, "Holy Lord, you are a smart person, you should know...... The Forging God Sect is unreliable. Only we can meet your requirements. Without our Forging God Sect, the Black Flag Army would not be able to become an invincible force at all!"

The more Wu Xingtian talked, the more proud he became.

He has dependence, so he is naturally not afraid. He also expected that Yang Mucheng would not kill him, but would agree to his request.

"Really?" Yang Mucheng slowly took out a stack of drawings from his arms and shook them. "This is a complete set of forging drawings for the lower grade of the spirit rank, do you think I still ask you, are you still qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

Drawing?

Wu Xingtian glanced at it, and his face was suddenly bloodless. His biggest reliance is nothing more than those few broken forging drawings in the Tianwu Gate. That's why I dared to negotiate conditions with Yang Mucheng and put forward requirements. But he didn't expect that Yang Mucheng actually had so many forging drawings!

"Holy ......" Wu Xingtian's body trembled and fell to his knees.

"Ma Ping!"

Yang Mucheng raised his voice, and immediately Ma Ping outside the main hall rushed in and was ordered to kneel. "You lead the Black Flag Army and set foot on the Tianwu Gate. I don't need a disobedient sect, and I don't need a sect that dares to ask me for conditions! ”

Ma Ping grinned, grabbed Wu Xingtian's long hair with one hand, and dragged it directly towards the outside of the main hall. "Wu Xingtian, you don't pee according to what kind of virtue you have, and you dare to negotiate terms with the saint? It's just looking for death, the saint decrees, even the emperor Lao Tzu can't save you!"

"No ......"

In a scream that dragged out his tone, Wu Xingtian's wailing came to an abrupt end.

Apparently, he has been beheaded.

"Lu Hong, I will reward you with these drawings, how long will it take you to create 10,000 sets of low-grade armor of the spirit rank?" Yang Mucheng asked with a smile.

"Three months!" Lu Hong didn't dare to take a breath.

"In three months, I want to see 10,000 sets of spirit rank armor, if I can't see it, I will push you out of the noon gate and put you to death!"

Yang Mucheng squinted and said.

(End of chapter)