Chapter 4043 — The Disappearance of the Young Junior Sister
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From beginning to end, he went over the entire forging plan he had long since conceived, reviewing it again and again, revising it again and again without the slightest impatience—so exacting was Scrap King's demands that even the word "nitpicking" no longer did justice to them.
Working alongside Scrap King, tense yet orderly, Wei Zhao finished the last of the preparatory work and spoke up: "Everything is ready. Surely now we can finally begin the forging?"
To his surprise, Scrap King, jittery as ever, went through the whole thing from the top one more time, then shook his head. "Not yet."
"What? Still not yet?" Wei Zhao was dumbstruck. He was an assassin by training; his patience was hardly poor. But after so many long rounds of preparation and review, even his patience was nearly worn through.
This Scrap King fellow truly lived up to his reputation as a research-type talent—once he threw himself into something, the sheer stubbornness of his dedication was more than any ordinary person could endure.
"Brother Lin, could you go find some finished weapons or artifacts from outside? Grade doesn't matter much. I have an idea—they might come in useful during the forging," Scrap King said, rubbing his forehead.
Wei Zhao thought for a moment, then pulled out a ring and handed it to him. "Would this true qi ring do?"
Scrap King's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again. "Yes, yes—any finished divine weapon will do. They're only auxiliary materials; better to have them and not need them. Best to bring several pieces of this kind of weapon."
"In that case, I do still have a few weapons from before. I've no use for them now anyway—I can bring them all for you to use in the forging." What Wei Zhao meant were the Heaven-tier weapons he had collected back in the mortal world. This was the perfect occasion to put waste to use.
After telling Scrap King, Wei Zhao immediately sought a quiet corner, intending to dig those few Heaven-tier divine weapons out of the jade pendant's space. But just then, a strange throbbing suddenly welled up in his heart.
Its source was the true qi fluctuation of the blue-glowing mother-and-child necklace on his chest. Wei Zhao had never imagined that after giving that necklace set to Shangguan Lan'er only a few days ago, it would already prove useful.
Sensing Shangguan Lan'er's position through the mother-and-child necklace, Wei Zhao was startled to find that she was now extremely far away. Though still within the bounds of North Island, from the look of it she had at least left the Santie Pavilion's territory entirely.
The resonance between the mother-and-child necklace only sent a clear warning when Shangguan Lan'er sensed danger and her heart was tense. That ruled out the possibility that Shangguan Tianxia had taken her out. To have left the Santie Pavilion so far on her own—this young junior sister must truly have run into trouble.
At the very moment Wei Zhao sensed the crisis, far away at the other end of North Island, in a stretch of desolate wilderness, within a ruined martial training ground, Shangguan Lan'er was trussed up tight. As for the little curly-furred bear that never left her side, it had simply been knocked unconscious, stuffed into a burlap sack, and tossed in a corner—still reeking of liquor.
"Hey, you lot dragged me out to this godforsaken place—what exactly do you want?" Shangguan Lan'er's behavior at this moment would have made anyone's jaw drop. Far from the fear and cowering of before, she was angrily berating the two black-clad masked men before her.
Even as she spoke, she stole a glance at the little curly-furred bear in the corner, a glimmer of hope hidden in her eyes.