Chapter 268 I Want to NTR You

Hearing the noise around him, Zhenhua realized that this was not a good place to talk, so...

"Come with me." Zhenhua led Lufa towards the elevator of the Blacksmith Association, with the sound of slow discussions behind them.

There is no doubt that in the forging world, a new genius has emerged, and this news will soon spread throughout the continent.

Lu Fa followed Zhen Hua into the elevator, and an old man in a chef's uniform and Nan Fusheng also followed up.

"Who are you?" Zhenhua looked at Nan Fusheng in confusion.

"Hello, President! My name is Smith, and I am currently in charge of Mr. Lufa's daily life." Nan Fusheng made up a story. His body was still trembling a little, as if he had seen an idol.

"Yeah."

Zhenhua responded, and ignored Smith. Instead, he looked at Lufa with burning eyes and said, "Are you Kong Xuan's registered disciple? Did he ask you to come?"

Lufa nodded, then touched his head a little embarrassedly: "Yes, I am the teacher's registered disciple. However, this time I came to the Blacksmith Association to register for the Blacksmith level.

At my age, even if I wanted to take the fifth-level blacksmith examination, the front desk staff probably wouldn’t believe me, so I chose to forge in the center of the hall. "

"That's right." Zhenhua nodded. Who would believe such a young forging master? Apart from his nephew (Tang Wulin) a while ago, he had never seen a fourteen-year-old forging master.

However, even his nephew could not compare to the young man in front of him. He could already perform half-step soul forging at the age of fourteen. At this rate of progress, he would only need a little time to become a Saint Craftsman.

"I didn't expect that old guy Kong Xuan would receive such a good seedling like you. Didn't he award you the Forging Medal?"

"No, the teacher said that my forging skills are not up to standard yet, so he asked me to hone my skills. He will only accept me as his disciple when he thinks my skills are good enough."

Zhenhua was suddenly speechless. He felt that the little guy in front of him was being Versailles.

A blacksmith who is able to reach half a step of soul forging actually says that his level is not good enough. How can those large number of level six blacksmiths out there who haven't even reached the threshold of soul forging survive like this!

However, this gives me an opportunity, Zhenhua thought to himself.

So, Zhenhua laughed and scolded: "Don't pay attention to what that old guy Kong Xuan said, he just wants to suppress you and let you concentrate on forging.

In my opinion, your level is not inferior to his. Even if you ask him to teach you, I don't think he can teach you anything."

Zhenhua was not lying. Didn't he know what level Kong Xuan was at? He was just a seventh-level Saint Craftsman. With Lu Fa's current ability to forge a half-step soul, Kong Xuan could only impart some experience at most.

"President, do you have a bad relationship with Teacher Kong Xuan?" Lu Fa suddenly asked at this time.

"Eh?" Zhenhua was choked. His relationship with Kong Xuan was indeed not very good. Because of their forging concepts and even some old events, their relationship was very stiff.

Fortunately, at this moment, the elevator opened with a ding, and they had arrived at the top level of the Blacksmith Association.

"Compared to this, have you eaten?" Zhenhua began to change the subject, "There are many good things in my small cafeteria."

"No."

Seeing that Lu Fa was being diverted to another topic, Zhenhua breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Muye beside him: "Old buddy, then help us prepare lunch."

“No problem.” Muye, who was wearing a chef’s uniform, nodded. He had been staring at Lufa since Lufa displayed his energy and blood power in the lobby on the first floor.

"Little guy, are you from Shrek Academy?" Makino suddenly asked Lufa.

"No."

"Then have you joined any forces?" Makino couldn't help but ask again, his tone somewhat hurried.

"I'm still young, and I have no idea about joining any forces right now." Lufa replied.

“Very good.” After saying that, Makino ignored Lufa’s surprised look and strode out of the elevator.

……

As the president of the Blacksmiths Association, Zhenhua’s own canteen’s meals are of course made with top-notch ingredients. Forging is very demanding for blacksmiths, and this is even more so for Zhenhua, who is a master craftsman.

In terms of his attention to food, there are probably few people in the entire continent who can surpass him. Moreover, he has one thing that is particularly different from other strong men, that is, he is rich, rich, rich!

As a master craftsman, each of his forging works can be described as more than expensive. The most accurate way to describe him is to say that he is as rich as a country.

Zhenhua’s small cafeteria is not big, only about 20 square meters, with a round table and simple furnishings, and looks plain and unpretentious.

The first dish is thousand-year-old earth dragon tendons, served with moonlight rice.

Needless to say, the value of earth dragon tendons is very valuable. This kind of food has a great strengthening effect on the tendons and bones of low-level spirit masters. Not to mention, this is a thousand-year-old earth dragon tendon.

Moonlight rice is produced in the bitter cold land of the far north. It can only be harvested once every three years and the quantity is extremely rare. For an ordinary person, one grain of moonlight rice is enough to fill their stomach and replenish their energy for a day.

However, Makino had also seen with his own eyes the strength of the little guy's blood and qi, and knew very well that this little thing would probably not be enough to fill his stomach. So, he immediately went to prepare the next dish.

Lufa was eating his meal with big mouthfuls, and Nan Fusheng himself was also enjoying the meal. However, for the sake of his character, he only ate one bowl and pretended to be full.

While Lufa was enjoying his meal, Zhenhua was not idle either.

"Kong Xuan, you old man are really good!" After connecting the soul guide communication, Zhenhua's voice was obviously eight octaves higher than usual.

On the other side, Kong Xuan in Tianhai City was a little confused by his questioning, "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

Zhenhua sneered, "You're still asking me what's wrong? Did you, old man, deliberately ask your registered disciple to come here to cause trouble? What, do you want to take revenge for what happened back then?"

"Registered disciple?" Kong Xuan's voice also rose a few notes. However, he soon thought of Lu Fa. Was it the main body that was operating? So he immediately cooperated and said, "Have you seen Lu Fa?"

"Who else could it be except him?" Zhenhua said unhappily.

"Don't even think about it!" After a long silence, Kong Xuan replied with this sentence!

"Kong Xuan." Zhenhua's voice suddenly became soft. "It's been so long since those days, and my teacher has passed away. We shouldn't be so fussy about those trivial matters.

You may not know about Lufa's talent, but now he can already achieve half-step soul forging. Looking at the entire continent, is there anyone more suitable to teach him besides me? You should know very well what a forger who can achieve half-step soul forging at the age of fourteen means. That is the seed of the next master craftsman!"

Listening to Zhenhua's somewhat excited voice, Kong Xuan sneered, "Don't even think about it, Lu Fa is my disciple."

“But, he is a registered disciple, right?” Zhenhua’s voice began to become heavy.

Kong Xuan on the other end of the phone felt something was wrong. "What are you going to do? Even if you are registered as a disciple, you are still my disciple."

"Humph, since he is not my direct disciple, what kind of disciple is he?"

"Zhenhua, you..."

Zhenhua hung up the soul guide communicator with a very proud expression on his face.

I'm sorry, old man Kong, since it has been confirmed that the other party is a registered disciple, don't blame me for NTRing you. It's not you who accepted the other party as your personal disciple.

Why do you think he called Kong Xuan? It was to confirm whether Kong Xuan had accepted Lu Fa as his disciple.

“Tsk tsk tsk, Old Man Kong is really lucky to have received two extremely talented disciples in a row.” Zhenhua said with a sigh.

However, Zhenhua's expression soon became extremely sinister, "But, so what? It can only be NTRed by our lineage."

Kong Xuan's eldest disciple back then, now the eight-star saint craftsman Mu Chen, wanted to pursue a higher level of forging, so he turned to Zhenhua's lineage and became Zhenhua's junior fellow apprentice.

"Old man Kong, it's really miserable." Zhenhua sighed, but soon changed his expression into one of indifference, "But, what does this have to do with me?"

Lufa’s talent was simply too good. He had reached the half-step soul forging stage. Not only did his foundations were extremely solid, but judging from his terrifying energy and blood power, his physical fitness was even above standard.

Such a good seedling means that the Blacksmith Association will have the next master craftsman in the future!
As long as he grows normally and improves his skills normally, Lu Fa will almost certainly become a master craftsman. Of course, the prerequisite is that he can become a Titled Douluo-level warrior.

But for a blacksmith, becoming a Titled Douluo is much easier than for soul masters who practice for the purpose of combat.

It can be piled up with natural materials and treasures. It doesn't matter if the foundation is unstable. As long as you can reach the level of Titled Douluo and have enough soul power for forging, it will be enough.

Therefore, Zhenhua was not worried about these things at all. In terms of resources and wealth, he could be ranked in the top ten in the entire continent. The problem was that he wanted to find a child with talent like Lufa, but he had nowhere to look!

"Moreover, his cultivation talent and combat power may not be low." Zhenhua thought of the martial spirit displayed by Lufa when he was forging. That terrifying pressure was definitely a top-level martial spirit.

Compared to his nephew Tang Wulin, Lu Fa obviously met his standards better. After all, the other party was extremely talented, and he had not yet been formally accepted as a disciple. A registered disciple was at most the same as a helper. NTR coming here could not be considered a betrayal of the sect.

"Eh? Thinking about it this way, Old Man Kong isn't so miserable. After all, he didn't even accept Lu Fa as his disciple." After figuring out the key, Zhenhua became more confident.

……

When he arrived at his own small cafeteria, Zhenhua's face had returned to normal. Since he had already decided to poach someone, he would never hesitate.

Then, he saw Lufa, who seemed to be communicating with Smith. As a master craftsman, his cultivation had reached the Titled Douluo level.

Moreover, Lufa and the others were talking quite loudly. With just a slight movement of his ears, he could hear clearly what they were saying.

Lufa: "Smith, is the relationship between President Zhenhua and my teacher very bad?"

Smith looked a little embarrassed, but still whispered: "There is indeed some unpleasantness between President Kong Xuan and the God Craftsman."

Lufa asked, "What's the unpleasantness? Is there a grudge between them?"

Smith looked around and finally whispered, "I don't know the details, but I heard that the incident made President Kong Xuan lose face. For so many years, he has been trying to get back at that."

"Cough cough cough!" At this moment, Zhenhua coughed. If he let Smith continue talking, the difficulty of his plan to recruit disciples would increase dramatically, so he immediately reminded him.

Hearing Zhenhua's voice, Smith was like a mouse seeing a cat, and immediately shut up and sat in his seat, motionless.

"President."

Zhenhua waved his hand, motioning Lufa to sit down.

"Have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

"Yes." Zhenhua said: "I just communicated with your master via soul communication and told him that you are here with me. He asked me to take good care of you and give you some guidance."

“President, is your relationship with my master very bad?” Lufa suddenly asked.

"Ahem." Zhenhua glared at Smith. If the other party didn't say too much, his plan to poach people would probably go more smoothly.

But he still said softly: "There is a little unpleasantness between your master and I. But that is the matter of the older generation. You don't have to worry that I will embarrass you because of it."

Zhenhua chose to take the initiative. Lu Fa was clearly asking about his relationship with Kong Xuan, but Zhenhua told Lu Fa not to worry, as he would not make things difficult for Lu Fa because of Kong Xuan's matter.

“Really?” But this seemed to let Lufa understand that their relationship was really not good.

Then, Lu Fa immediately stood up and said to Zhen Hua: "I am Lu Fa, a junior, on behalf of my master Kong Xuan. I have come to seek advice from all the blacksmiths in the Tiandou City Blacksmith Association, except for the president Zhen Hua. Please approve my challenge."

"Go away, stop making trouble." Zhenhua said unhappily. The little guy in front of him changed his expression too quickly. He had just eaten a meal here, and he called him "President" so respectfully.

Now, when he heard that his relationship with his teacher Kong Xuan was not good, he immediately declared war on his teacher's behalf. In the Tiandou City Blacksmith Association, except for him, the master craftsman, the rest of the blacksmiths were at most level six.

After all, there are only about 20 to 30 Saint-level blacksmiths in the entire continent, and they all need to serve as presidents of the association in their respective cities.

Basically, the Blacksmith Association in each large city only has one Saint Craftsman at most. The presidents of some medium-sized cities are only at the fifth or sixth level.

If this little guy were to challenge him now, then apart from him as the president, no other blacksmith in the Tiandou City Blacksmith Association could defeat him.

Moreover, the news that this little fellow was able to reach half a step in soul forging has probably spread in the association. Which blacksmith dares to compete with him!

However, Lufa's actions also made Zhenhua appreciate him even more. Not bad, not bad, not afraid of power, loyal and righteous, even facing a master craftsman like him, he was willing to seek justice for his teacher.

(End of this chapter)