As a master of arms and armor, Tong Yongfan was naturally thrilled at the sight of the legendary Purple Light Cold Iron.

  He immediately reacted.

  "Qing Shan, come inside with me." Teng Yongfan grabbed two pieces of Wan Nian Han Tie and rushed into the inner room, shouting to the outside, "Alan, Qing Shan and I have something to discuss. You all go ahead and eat first, no need to call us, well come out later to eat."

  Teng Qing Shan followed his father into the inner house.

  As soon as they entered the inner room, Teng Yongfan immediately locked the door.

  "Green Mountain." Teng Yongfan stared at Teng Qing Shan, saying repeatedly, "These two pieces of Millennium Cold Iron are priceless treasures! Once the news that our Teng Family Village has Millennium Cold Iron gets out and is known by the White Horse Gang and the Iron Mountain Gang, it will be a disaster for our Teng Family Village."

  The principle of "carrying a jade tablet and committing a crime" is naturally understood by Teng Qing Shan.

  "Qing Shan, this news of the million-year-old cold iron, not even your mother or sister can know. Your mother is fine, but your sisters mouth isnt tight, and if she accidentally says it out loud, itll be disastrous. Our clan members are very united, but theyre also human, and facing such a valuable treasure, its inevitable that some of them will have crooked thoughts." Teng Yongfan said solemnly, "This news of the million-year-old cold iron can only be known by three people: you, me, and your grandfather."

  Hong Qingshan nodded, his uncle Hong Yunlong being the head of the clan was trustworthy.

  Besides, if I were to use this Thousand Year Cold Iron, I would definitely not be able to avoid Grandfather.

  "Come, Ill get the scale and see how much it weighs." Teng Yongfan walked to the side of the bed, behind the rice jar, where the scale was placed.

  "A thousand-year-old cold iron is worth two taels of gold. This ten-thousand-year-old cold iron is a hundred times more valuable than the thousand-year-old one, at least. One catty of ten-thousand-year-old cold iron, at the very least, is worth two hundred taels of gold, or twenty catties of gold." Teng Yongfan said, and then placed a slightly smaller piece of ten-thousand-year-old cold iron on the tray.

  One scale.

  Hong Qingshan also carefully looked at the scales markings. The most expensive Star Pattern Steel he had seen in the Wanxiang Building was only worth as much as gold, but this Thousand Year Cold Iron was worth more than twenty times that of gold.

  "Seven catties and two taels!" Teng Yongfan exclaimed, "Just this small piece weighs seven catties and two taels. Its indeed the legendary Cold Iron of Ten Thousand Years."

  "Dad, this is seven catties and two taels. If we sell it, I estimate we can get nearly 150 catties of gold, which is 1,500 taels of gold!" Teng Qing Shan exclaimed, a dull black stone could be exchanged for gold, and it would actually turn into a small pile of gold. Just thinking about having a small pile of gold in front of him made his heart skip a beat.

  "You little scamp, youve even moved your old mans heart. Come on, look at this slightly larger one, how much does it weigh?" Tan Yongfan continued to weigh the second piece.

  One scale.

  "Nine catties and one tael!" Teng Yongfan exclaimed with suppressed excitement.

  This is a huge fortune!

  "Green Mountain, this adds up to over sixteen catties! Wan Nian Han Tie, its priceless. If we really sell it, I estimate it can be sold for an even higher price. However, the money is too much, and it wont bring much benefit to our Teng Family Village either." Teng Yong Fan suddenly smiled and looked at Teng Qing Shan, "Qing Shan, arent you always wanting to forge a suitable weapon?"

  "Arms?"

  "Haha, with this thousand-year-old cold iron, I, your old man, have the confidence to forge a divine sword for you!" Teng Yongfan said confidently, "Even in this world, there are only a few divine swords."

  Teng Qing Shans heart wasnt moved by wealth, and the priceless Cold Iron was indeed very valuable. However, Teng Qing Shan, who possessed memories of his past life, didnt place much importance on money. Money, as long as it was enough, was sufficient. Once it reached a certain amount, it was just a number. As for divine weapons... Teng Qing Shans heart was actually filled with great anticipation.

  Because his strength is too great.

  His arms had the strength of tens of thousands of kilograms, and an ordinary iron spear was unable to let Tian Qing Mountain fully display his skills. Some exquisite moves were easy to break when using an iron spear.

  "Dad, you said to use the Thousand Year Cold Iron to make weapons? But this is just a tiny bit, its fundamentally impossible to forge even one gun." Teng Qing Shan looked at the two pieces of Thousand Year Cold Iron, "If we want to forge a complete long spear made entirely of Thousand Year Cold Iron, Ill have to dive into the icy pool again. Be careful, and there shouldnt be any problems."

  "Are you going again?" Teng Yongfan glared at him, "Listen clearly, kid. From now on, youre absolutely not allowed to enter Bihanchuan."

  Hong Qingshan smiled awkwardly.

  If you sneak into the Azure Cold Pool and get the Ten Thousand Year Ice Iron, you can immediately escape, and the chances of success are very high. However... towards Teng Qing Shan who is already filled with anger, once again discovering Teng Qing Shan from that underwater passageway rushing into the Azure Cold Pool, Teng Qing Shan will also be in great danger.

  "Teng Yongfan said, "I dont just mean relying on this Wan Nian Han Tie alone. We also need to rely on that Xing Wen Gang!"

  "Starlight Steel?" Teng Qing Shan furrowed his brow, "It cant compare to the Ten Thousand Year Ice Iron, right?" His father had previously said that he wanted to forge a divine weapon that was among the best in the world.

  Hong Yongfan smiled triumphantly: "Qing Shan, your marksmanship is the best in our clan, but when it comes to crafting weapons, youre far behind. Remember, crafting a good weapon isnt just about using expensive materials! The Thousand-Year Cold Iron is indestructible. But for a spears shaft, hardness is important, yet even more crucial is its flexibility, being able to withstand the force!"

  The most suitable is the best.

  For example, wood is hard and there are many types of hardwood. However, when it comes to gun stocks, only certain types of tough wood such as green sandalwood or white wax wood are used.

  "Star-patterned steel is the best steel of the Ten family, and its also the best material we know of today for making gun barrels!" Teng Yongfan said with a smile. "This star-patterned steel, according to the books, is something that even innate masters find hard to destroy. Once infused with internal energy, it can withstand boundless massive forces."

  Infinite power, of course, cant really be infinite. Its just that this limit is very high.

  "While the Wan Nian Han Tie is suitable for making spearheads! Spearheads require being indestructible and sharp!" Teng Yongfan smiled, "However, we cant afford Xing Wen steel, so... well have to use Wan Nian Han Tie in exchange! Qing Shan, take this 7 jin 2 liang piece of Wan Nian Han Tie to the Wan Xiang Lou and exchange it for Xing Wen steel."

  Hong Qingshans heart was burning with anxiety.

  The star-studded steel serves as the gun barrel, and the Wan Nian Han Tie serves as the gun head. This divine weapon that has been brought into this world is truly a powerful instrument that can fully exert its strength.

  "Dad, how much Starsteel is needed?" Teng Qing Shan asked.

  "Qingshan, how long a spear do you need?" Teng Yongfan asked back.

  Teng Qing Shan thought for a moment, his height was about seven feet four inches (1.85 meters), and his physiological development period had already grown to the limit of his bones, so his height would not increase much now. The best length of the long spear should be around nine feet six inches (2.4 meters). Teng Qing Shan said: "Dad, the best length for this spear is nine feet six inches, of course, one or two inches shorter or longer wont make a big difference."

  "Whats the big deal? I, your father, forged a 9-foot-6-inch long weapon for you. Its definitely going to be 9 feet 6 inches!" Teng Yongfan said with a hint of contemplation, "This rifle requires just over 100 catties of star-patterned steel. So, buying 105 catties will ensure we have enough!"

  "Got it, Dad." Teng Qing Shan nodded.

  "When are you planning to go into town?" Teng Yongfan said.

  "Dad, I plan to head into the city right after breakfast. But dad... this Star Pattern Steel is a precious material, and I estimate that Wanxiang Building doesnt have much stock." Teng Qing Shan said, recalling from his past life that many gold shops only had so much gold in stock.

  Yicheng is just a small town.

  The Wanxiang Building is a store in a small town, what precious materials can it have in stock?

  "Right, you think more than your father. Its really possible, Wansiange Building doesnt have stock." Teng Yongfan was shocked awake, after all, he was just a commoner at the foot of the mountain, and in their eyes, Wansiange Building was a very impressive store, and he didnt think of this point. Only when Teng Qingshan said it did Teng Yongfan understand.

  "So, Dad, Im going into town today and probably wont be back until tomorrow. Ill wait in the city until the goods arrive before returning," Teng Qing Shan said, doing this also to prevent being followed by others.

  Heng Yongfan suddenly became alert and said repeatedly: "Right, wait until we buy the goods and come back. And Qing Shan, you must be careful in the city."

  "Dont worry, Dad." Teng Qing Shan smiled lightly. As a former super killer, some of the hidden assassination techniques of modern-day killers were still beneath him. If someone really followed him, in Teng Qing Shans eyes, that would be like seeking death.

  *******

  That morning, Teng Qing Shan had a piece of seven catties and two taels heavy Wan Nian Han Tie (Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron) in his bosom, as well as tens of taels of silver and some copper coins. He held a large chopping knife and entered the city.

  After entering the city.

  Teng Qing Shan first went to a fabric store and spent three taels of silver to buy himself an outfit. Spending three taels of silver on clothes and shoes was considered luxurious for ordinary civilians, but for an internal martial arts expert like Teng Qing Shan, it could only be described as low-key. What Teng Qing Shan wanted to do was make it impossible for others to discern his identity.

  They say clothes make the man, and after putting on a finely crafted green robe and carrying a sharp sword on his back, he actually has the air of a martial hero who can conquer the world.

  Then, at a wine house, they enjoyed a sumptuous lunch.

  It wasnt until the afternoon that Teng Qing Shan walked towards the Wanxiang Building. At this moment, Teng Qing Shans face was cold and expressionless, and people passing by couldnt help but feel that he wasnt a good person.

  "Enter Wanxiang Building, please put down your weapons." Two sword-wielding women at the entrance of Wanxiang Building simultaneously blocked and stretched out their hands to stop.

  "Hmph." Teng Qing Shans gaze turned cold as he swept a glance over the two women.

  "Get out."

  Teng Qing Shan charged forward, directly knocking the two women with internal energy flying. Suddenly, some of the high-ranking internal energy experts in the Wanxiang Tower rushed over, all of whom were guards. The leader among them carefully sized up Teng Qing Shan and cupped his hands, saying: "Brother, when entering my Wanxiang Tower, please put down your weapons, this is the rule!"

  Hong Qing Shans gaze swept towards him, his eyes cold and ruthless, the murderous intent in his eyes made those peoples hearts skip a beat.

  Teng Qing Shan was born from a pile of dead bodies in his past life, and in this life, he slaughtered wolf packs at the age of ten. Teng Qing Shan is a killing god, so its easy for him to intimidate these internal energy experts.

  "This tiny Yicheng, not even a single person is worthy of making me put down my sword." Teng Qing Shan held his sword and stood on the path, "Let your buildings master come out! I have important business with him today, I dont want to kill anyone!"

  "Big Brother Master." One of the guards looked at the leader.

  "This man, with just one collision, left two of our sisters powerless to resist. We cant afford to offend him. Go quickly and invite Master Lous uncle." The leader of the guards said in a low voice.

  Hong Qingshan glanced at these people and smiled coldly.

  What is called a rule, thats for ordinary people. Put down the weapon? A truly formidable master regards his weapon as his life, how could he possibly put it down just because of a Wanxiang Tower?