La forgeronne d'un autre monde

Chapitre 345

"How could a Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly kill a Golden Core cultivator?" Ma Yunteng asked in astonishment.

"This golden knife!"

Chen Tianpeng slowly said, "Once you master this golden sword in front of you, you can fight opponents of higher levels, and it will be difficult to defend against!"

Ma Yunteng stared at the golden knife before him.

There was nothing particularly special about it except for the gold thread, which looked exceptionally sharp and emitted a chilling light. Ma Yunteng picked up the gold knife and played with it in his hand for a moment, even rubbing it against his palm. It wasn't sharp enough to break the skin upon contact.

"Young man, that's not how you wield a golden knife!"

Chen Tianpeng laughed heartily: "This golden knife changes with a person's emotions. When you're angry or furious, this golden knife becomes incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through iron like mud! Come on, give it a try!"

Ma Yunteng picked up a wooden cup as if possessed and rubbed it against the old man, but only managed to scratch a shallow mark. He rolled his eyes at the old man speechlessly.

It was supposed to be able to cut through iron like mud, so why can't it even cut through wood?

"Damn, this is so fake!" Ma Yunteng thought bitterly. He immediately flicked the golden thread, but the flick caused two bright red streaks to appear on his palm.

"Damn it! What's going on!" Ma Yunteng looked at his palm in frustration. With just a little force, his palm was cut by the golden thread. After a moment's thought, he remembered the old man's words. It turned out that whether this golden knife could unleash its power really was related to emotions.

He had just felt a slight anger, and the gold thread suddenly broke his palm.

If one is filled with boundless rage... wouldn't that be as sharp as cutting iron into mud?

"Alright, now I'll teach you the basics of swordsmanship!" With that, the old man gripped the golden thread, uttered a low shout, and hurled the golden sword at the chessboard!

Bang!

The bluestone chessboard was cut in half.

Afterwards, Chen Tianpeng demonstrated other sword techniques to Ma Yunteng, each one dazzling him.

It's so fast, incredibly fast.

In Chen Tianpeng's hands, the golden knife was like a work of art. Wherever the golden thread passed, anything was cut in two. One can only imagine what it would look like if this thing were thrown at a person.

Ma Yunteng spent a long time learning the Golden Knife from Chen Tianpeng.

After all, I'll be fighting a bunch of freaks tonight, and if I don't master the Golden Knife, I might just get my comeuppance here.

The training lasted for the entire afternoon, until it gradually got dark, at which point Ma Yunteng stopped practicing, and his mastery of the golden knife could be described as having reached a high level.

After stopping his cultivation, Ma Yunteng chatted with Chen Tianpeng for a long time.

Ma Yunteng learned more about the Hongmen from the other party.

For example, the reason why Chen Tianpeng did not pass on his position to his descendants was because his descendants only wanted to live a simple, ordinary life.

For example, within the Hongmen, everything appears to be under Chen Tianpeng's control, but in reality, as Chen Tianpeng ages, his strength declines, and many elders unite to maliciously undermine his power.

For example, the reason why the Southern Hongmen has developed rapidly in recent years and has been overtaken by the Hongmen is because the latter has colluded with overseas forces and obtained huge financial support. Moreover, there are traitors within the Southern Hongmen in the Northern Hongmen!

After the two finished talking, it was completely dark.

A member of the Hongmen came to invite the two to a banquet. The man was a disciple of Elder Shi. When he saw Ma Yunteng, a strong look of mockery flashed across his face.

Because Ma Yunteng was actually only a Heaven-rank martial artist.

Even the weakest of his competitors were at least at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Not only him, but everyone who heard about this felt it was unacceptable that Chen Tianpeng would choose such an ordinary martial artist to take over his guardian position.

Meanwhile, inside a palace, five elders of the Northern Hongmen were discussing the matter.

"Tai Chi Chen is getting more and more confused. He actually chose a greenhorn to take over the position of guardian. He's sending our Northern Hongmen into a fire pit."

"Old Zhang is right. I have already had someone observe him. His aura is ordinary; he is just an ordinary martial artist. Among the younger generation of our Hongmen, he could never be ranked higher."

"Tai Chi Chen is increasingly disregarding us old folks! I will not agree to this today no matter what!" Elder Shi Zhang shouted angrily, slamming his hand down and smashing the stone table in front of him to pieces.

"Has Elder Shi already reached the late stage of the Golden Core realm?" one of the elders asked him incredulously.

"Hmm... He just advanced yesterday! If Tai Chi Chen doesn't give us an explanation today, I'll make him pay." Shi Jiahao said coldly.

"Congratulations, Elder Shi!"

“I think Jiajun is the perfect candidate to be the next guardian of our back gate. How is he? Has he returned yet?” one of the elders asked Elder Shi.

Shi Jiajun is Elder Shi's eldest son and Shi Jiahao's elder brother. He is the next guardian of the Hongmen in the eyes of many elders.

"I'll be there soon."

"Good! Jiajun is not only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, but also very wealthy, providing a lot of financial support to our Northern Hongmen. Today, let's jointly recommend Jiajun."

Everyone unanimously recommended Shi Jiajun.

The dinner party began quickly, and the servants swiftly served the dishes.

A table laden with delicacies, but none of them had the appetite to eat, for the place would soon turn into a scene of bloodshed.

"Let me announce my successor, the next guardian of our Northern Hongmen—Ma Yunteng!" Chen Tianpeng stood up slightly and looked at everyone as they took their seats.

"I refuse to accept this!"

As soon as Chen Tianpeng finished speaking, Shi Jiajun suddenly shouted out, and many elders shook their heads in disagreement!

Meanwhile, Ma Yunteng was happily eating his food as if nothing had happened, and his eating manners were particularly unrefined. He even picked up some food with his hands and ate it, as if he hadn't eaten for more than ten meals.