The Magical Blacksmith

Chapter 222 Filling the Gap

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Zhang Ye looked at the explosive bomb in his hand. At present, he has not saved enough ten thousand high-grade immortal stones to buy his life. After all, the Tiandao Sect's purchasing power is limited. Ordinary armors and magical weapons cannot withstand the explosive bombs of the ancestor Baimei. If they detonate, they will definitely die.

However, Zhang Ye still did not panic and looked at Jiu Ancestor calmly: "So, if I blow myself up with a bomb, Tiandao Palace won't trouble me anymore, right?"

Jiu Ancestor looked at him like an eagle: "Exactly." Everyone is dead, so why bother?

"Master Zhang, no!"

"Ninth Ancestor, Master Zhang is the number one blacksmith in our Eastern Region and even in the world of cultivation. Please show mercy!"

The bosses of various sects interceded for Zhang Ye. After all, if Zhang Ye died, who would he look for to build the immortal weapon?

"Shut up!" The Nine Ancestor scolded, and the monks standing close to him all spat out a mouthful of blood. The monks had no choice but to shut up, not daring to speak out in anger.

Perhaps, to the Nine Ancestors, no matter how powerful a person is, they are all rubbish if they cannot be used by Tiandao Palace, or perhaps, the majesty of Tiandao Palace is better than anything else.

Zhang Ye told everyone not to worry, held the bomb in his hand, and resolutely prepared to detonate it.

However, before detonating, Zhang Ye activated the "Heavenly Official's Blessing" function, hoping to use the power of the artifact to turn things around. This was the reason why he had always been calm.

The blessing bag emitted a burst of red light, wrapped around Zhang Ye's whole body, and then disappeared. Zhang Ye felt it carefully, and there was nothing strange. Could it be that the blessing of the heavenly official could not affect this situation?

Zhang Ye tentatively asked the Jiuzu: "Am I going to detonate it?" What if the Heavenly Official's blessing influenced the Jiuzu and changed his mind and wanted to recruit Zhang Ye into the Tiandao Palace to atone for his sins.

But this is not something that Jiuzu needs to consider. He just kills people: "I'm watching."

Play big! Zhang Ye only had this idea in his mind. Just when he was at a loss, the forging system suddenly dinged: "Since the host has defeated a magic weapon master of the level of Patriarch Baimei, the system will reward him with a free resurrection."

Is this a reward that should have been there originally, or is it an additional reward after being affected by the blessing of the heavenly official? Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he looked a little embarrassed. He had to die again, it hurts all the time.

"If you can't do it, I can help you." Seeing Zhang Ye's delay in moving, Jiuzu urged.

Zhang Ye glanced at Jiuzu and said, "Okay."

Angrily, Jiuzu stepped forward and was about to take over Zhang Ye's explosive bomb. Zhang Ye suddenly detonated the explosive bomb.

Although there was a formation to resist, the power of the explosion blew up the entire arena, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky. Tiandao City trembled, which showed the power of the explosive bomb.

The Nine Ancestors were the top tribulation masters, but at such a close range, their clothes were blown to pieces and they were in a state of embarrassment. They flew out and knocked down several house walls before stopping with a mouthful of blood.

Jiuzu's eyes were full of hatred. He already knew that he had been fooled by Zhang Ye. Jiu Ancestor took a pill and quickly flew back to the arena. If Zhang Ye was not dead, he would finish him off with one more blow!

Jiuzu waved his sleeves, and a strong wind suddenly rose, blowing away the smoke of the explosion. Zhang Ye was buried among the ruins, with only one of his legs outside. The Lord Guard stopped Jiuzu: "No need to worry, Jiuzu, I'll leave this place to you." Just let the city guard come and clean it up!”

Zhang Ye had already used explosive bombs, and Jiu Zu had no reason to hurt him again. Although he didn't know whether Zhang Ye was alive or dead, the Lord Guard would never allow Jiuzu to get close to him, and immediately ordered the officers and soldiers to dig in case he could be saved!

The monks had hopeful eyes, hoping that Zhang Ye would never die!

Jiu Zu was a little angry that the guard captain dared to stop him, but then, Jiu Zu felt a touch of relief in his eyes. Without him, the officers and soldiers dug up Zhang Ye. To be precise, half of Zhang Ye was gone. From the waist up, everything was gone. Only his legs were intact.

"Master Zhang!" Everyone screamed, jealous of the talent! Especially the officers and soldiers of the City Guards. They knew that Zhang Ye died to avenge the City Guards. Even the tough man couldn't help crying.

Ancestor Jiu said: "In the affairs of Tiandao Palace, principles and justice are the most important thing. Bai Mei blew himself up once, Zhang Ye blew himself up once, it's settled!"

Everyone’s fists are clenched, everyone is dead, so what if you don’t know the truth!

Jiu Zu sneered and was about to gather his strength and fly away, but suddenly a voice sounded: "Damn it, it hurts me to death!"

Um? Hallucination? How could I hear Master Zhang’s voice! Everyone was a little confused and looked at Zhang Ye's body.

I saw Zhang Ye sitting up with his muscular upper body naked, and the monks all jumped in fright, "Ghost!" No, we are all top monks, and we are afraid of stupid ghosts. What we are afraid of is that Zhang Ye's upper body was blown away, so why did he suddenly come back to life?

"Master Zhang!" No matter what, everyone cried with joy.

The Ninth Patriarch was about to fly away contentedly, but Zhang Ye was resurrected, almost throwing him to pieces. After regaining his balance, he said with disbelief: "How come you're not dead?"

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes at Jiuzu, ignored him at all, and just waved to the many people who cared about him.

The Jiuzu's face froze, mana gushed out from his hands, and murderous intent appeared. If Zhang Ye were alive, he would be the biggest laughing stock of Tiandao Palace!

"Jinu Ancestor, when dealing with Tiandao Palace, principles and justice are the most important thing. Bai Mei blew himself up once, Zhang Ye blew himself up once, it's settled!" Lord Shouwei stepped forward and returned the words of the Ninth Ancestor intact.

Another monk from the sect stood up and said angrily: "Master Shouwei, what do you mean? As the leader of the righteous path, Tiandao Palace, is it possible that it will go back on its word?"

"The Ninth Patriarch is the most noble among men. He follows the rules as he says and will naturally keep his promises!"

The sect monks seemed to be scolding the guard, but in fact they were squeezing Jiuzu. They didn't dare to challenge Tiandao Palace directly, so they could only protect Zhang Ye in this way.

Jiuzu's face turned livid, and then turned pale. He could ignore his own face, but if he killed Zhang Ye in this situation, the loss of Tiandao Palace would be greater.

Jiuzu hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhang Ye hatefully, and said nothing, and turned into a rainbow light and escaped.

Jiuzu was like a mountain pressing on everyone. Now that he was gone, the monks all breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, the cheers were like thunder and tsunamis, because this was not only Zhang Ye's victory, but also the first victory of Tiandao City against Tiandao Palace!

As for how Zhang Ye survived, every monk had his own secret, and the monks naturally would not ask about it. It was enough to save this energy for cheering!

Every household was decorated with lights and colors, comparable to the New Year.

However, after Zhang Ye was sent back to the blacksmith shop by everyone, his life was so difficult.

"Didn't you promise me? If you can't do it, don't be so stubborn. I heard that half of your body was blown off..." Han Ling'er pursed her lips and cried like a pear blossom in the rain.

Zhang Ye apologized again and again. This was also the reason why he didn't bring Han Ling'er. If Han Ling'er saw Zhang Ye in danger, she would definitely expose her identity and kill people. That would be troublesome.

"I'm back intact. Tiandao Palace wanted to kill me ten thousand years earlier." Zhang Ye held Han Ling'er in his arms, "Believe me, I won't do anything I'm not sure of."

"Don't do anything you're not sure of? You said you can hold on for an hour..." Han Ling'er wiped her tears, her face blushed for no reason, and she lowered her head.

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, and the evil fire came out. He immediately picked up Han Ling'er and walked towards the bedroom: "You are looking for death!"

Six years of blood pills, lifelong benefits.

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Zhang Ye's reputation is at its peak, but the blacksmith shop has been closed for a few days. It is said that Zhang Ye is cultivating his vitality. The monks smiled knowingly: "Master Zhang, take care of yourself!"

Zhang Ye turned into a magical Taoist and returned to Tiandao Palace. He dared to bet that Tiandao Palace would definitely discuss how to deal with him. Knowing yourself and the enemy, you will win every battle.

Sure enough, Zhang Ye just returned to the Imperial Observatory and received a notice from the headmaster. He immediately went to the main hall to hold a high-level meeting.

On the way to the main hall, Zhang Ye met Elder Dingyuan.

"Xiaoqi, come here." Elder Dingyuan rubbed his hands, indescribably excited.

"Elder Dingyuan." Zhang Ye said respectfully.

Dingyuan looked around and saw no outsiders. He said excitedly: "You know, the White Eyebrow Ancestor is dead!"

Zhang Ye knew why he was so excited. The White Eyebrow Ancestor was Dingyuan's biggest competitor. Without the White Eyebrow Ancestor, Dingyuan would become the next chief elder if nothing unexpected happened.

"Congratulations to Elder Dingyuan. You will be the chief elder in no time." Zhang Ye said happily.

Elder Dingyuan was still talking about his fate, but he looked very happy, as if he was already the chief elder.

Then, Elder Dingyuan said: "This high-level meeting should discuss how to deal with Zhang Ye. Do you have any good ideas?"

The magical Taoist has always had many tricks. Elder Dingyuan is going to refer to them and is ready to shine at the meeting.

Zhang Ye certainly didn't want to die like this. He said with a bitter face, "Zhang Ye even fought the White Eyebrow Ancestor to death. How can I do anything?"

"Indeed, the Nine Ancestors failed to kill him. It's a headache." Elder Dingyuan sighed and remembered something. "By the way, there should be one more thing to discuss at the high-level meeting. The Refining Hall cannot be without a leader for a day. It is very likely that a new elder will be appointed."

At this point, Elder Dingyuan looked at Zhang Ye: "By the way, your forging level is the closest to the White Eyebrow Ancestor. In addition, the Imperial Observatory is a low-income government. I think it is very likely that you will be arranged to serve as the chief elder of the Refining Hall!"

The Refining Hall is a highly professional department. It must be a person with outstanding forging level to be competent. The magical Taoist arranged the mountain protection formation in three days. His ability is obvious to all. No one is more suitable than him, so Elder Dingyuan thinks so.

When Zhang Ye heard it, hey, it's not impossible. Killing the White Eyebrow Ancestor, I didn't expect so many benefits. However, Zhang Ye could not show his ambition, and said modestly: "Elder Dingyuan, you are joking. How can I be the chief elder of two departments?"

"No joke." Elder Dingyuan thought for a moment. If the magical Taoist really served as the chief elder of two departments, when he was selected as the chief, there would be no competition from the White Eyebrow Patriarch, and he could get one more vote, which would be more secure. He said firmly, "Don't worry, I will help you!"

How could Zhang Ye not know what Elder Dingyuan was thinking, but he was also thinking, if he really became the head of two departments, would it be possible for him to fill the position of the chief elder?

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