HLnovel Chapter 411 I'm real, she's mine!
Chapter 411 I'm real, she's mine!
Xue Lan rejected the contract proposed by the spirit of the Wan Gong Xiang!
These words echoed in Xue Tong's mind three times before the girl finally understood what Xue Lan had said.
She gently tugged at Xue Lan's sleeve:
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
Xue Lan glanced at her sideways and said, "I know, I'm not just making this up."
Just then, Wang Jingchun arrived at the entrance of the main forging ground with several souls from the Wan Gong Fang. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the weapon spirit.
Xue Lan said loudly:
Now that everyone is here, why don't you, Spirit Master, have a chat with Xue Lan? Xue Lan has some questions to ask you.
The white-bearded spirit leaning on a cane seemed to have finally emerged from Xue Lan's rejection and nodded gently.
Xue Lan turned around and glanced at Xue Tong.
The girl had been following Xue Lan for more than a year or two, and seeing Xue Lan's expression, she knew that what they were about to say was not something she could hear.
The girl took a step forward and embraced the Su Jun Sword, which was suspended in mid-air:
"I'll go out first and keep an eye on Su Jun Sword for you."
Xue Lan watched the girl's departing figure, waved her sleeves, and spoke:
"I'm going to miss you!"
Hearing Xue Lan's melodious tune, Xue Tong quickened her pace.
After Xue Tong disappeared outside the main training ground, Xue Lan bowed to the seniors before her:
"Xue Lan greets all the seniors."
The other spirits remained silent, but the spirit of the Myriad Crafts Box spoke:
"The workshop owner is now in charge of the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop, so there's no need to be so polite."
"Xue Lan is, after all, a junior, and we must not neglect the proper etiquette."
Xue Lan smiled gently and waved her hand to set up a huge barrier outside the main training ground. The silver light flowed for a moment, completely isolating the spiritual energy and sound outside.
A woman dressed in jet-black clothes paced slowly in the main training ground, her voice steady:
"The main reason for gathering you all here is to discuss three things."
"Firstly, there's the issue of ownership of this Myriad Crafts Box. Xue Lan has never had the habit of casually signing contracts with any divine artifacts since he began cultivating, and this time is no exception. Although I've become the head of the Myriad Crafts Workshop, I don't intend to sign a contract with the Myriad Crafts Box."
Upon hearing this, the spirits before her began to whisper amongst themselves. After a long while, the spirit of the Myriad Crafts Box slowly stepped forward and spoke:
"Master, you must be aware of what Wan Gong Fang intends to do."
The old man's tone was full of worry:
"Without the Wan Gong Box to stabilize the mountains and rivers, the task of forging the world and mending the heavens would have been fraught with errors."
Xue Lan nodded to the old man:
“I had already guessed your plan, and that is the second thing Xue Lan has to say.”
The woman flicked her wide sleeves, her voice brimming with heroic spirit:
"Do any of you know of the Lord of the River Wolves of the Northern Region of the Upper Realm, who lived thousands of years ago?"
Upon hearing Xue Lan's words, the surrounding spirits immediately recalled the demonic power that this person had displayed in the space-time rift.
Wang Jingchun was the first to ask:
"Is the shop owner a member of the Silver Moon Wolf clan, and does he have a past connection with Lord Changjun?"
Actually, she wanted to ask Xue Lan if he was that person's junior, but after thinking about it carefully, Xue Lan was now the head of Wan Gong Fang, and it would be somewhat disrespectful to ask him that.
But some people have no shame.
Xue Lan stared at Jiang Jingchun with her pale gray eyes: "How could there be an old relationship? Are you trying to ask me if I'm her junior?"
Jiang Jingchun, taken aback by his question, was somewhat stunned for a moment before he reacted:
"is it?"
Xue Lan waved her hand: "Of course not!"
Everyone around was speechless.
If you're not, you're not. Why do you have to bring up the question and answer it?
But in the next instant, the group went from speechless to shocked.
Because the young woman in black standing before them spoke softly with a strange smile on her face:
"I am not her junior... I am Xue Lan, the eldest lord of the Northern River Wolves!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Lan unleashed all her demonic soul power, and the chill contained within gathered into a light blue river not far from the ground.
Behind Xue Lan, the sacred and majestic white wolf sat quietly, its icy blue eyes filled with chilling killing intent.
Colorful ribbons fluttered slowly behind it, accompanied by the flickering candlelight in the background.
All the masters present, including the artifact spirit who had lived for ten thousand years, were speechless.
Everyone stared intently at the white wolf behind Xue Lan, unable to lift their heads due to the demonic aura and oppressive power emanating from Xue Lan.
The spirit leaning on the cane repeatedly warned itself in its heart.
"This could not possibly be Lord Changjun of the wolf family."
The old man strained to look up at the enormous white wolf behind Xue Lan, his voice trembling slightly:
"If you are the chieftain of the wolf clan in the Northern Region, then what is the current leader of the Northern Region?"
Xue Lan seemed to have anticipated this question, her expression calm and serene.
Her voice was calm: "I am the true chieftain of the wolf clan. I died a thousand years ago. With my understanding of the art of time and space, my soul traveled through the river of time for a thousand years before arriving here."
"You mean, the one currently presiding over the Northern Region in the Upper Realm is a fake?" A master following behind Wang Jingchun couldn't help but ask.
Xue Lan was about to say that was how it was, but then suddenly felt that it might be inappropriate to say that about Jin Guang.
The wolf king's ribs are also the wolf king's, aren't they?
The woman smiled gently, her tone tender:
"That's not quite right either."
"I am real, she is mine."
"Do you understand?"
The surrounding masters were all stunned.
How can this be understood? It's completely incomprehensible.
Xue Lan had no other choice but to abandon her attempt to be clever and honestly explain her situation.
After a thoroughly enjoyable narration, Xue Lan believed she had a talent for storytelling.
Once everything is settled, I might be able to go to the mortal cities to tell stories.
"Does the Master mean that the one currently in charge of the Northern Region River is your Immortal Sword, Ember Light?"
Xue Lan nodded, almost saying to the old master that he was a promising young man.
"The cultivation level of the Immortal Sword has reached the fifteenth realm of Demon Lord. What was your cultivation level back then?"
Upon hearing this, Xue Lan quickly waved her hand:
"The past cannot be retrieved, and it is unbearable to look back."
This wasn't her being modest; her past life was filled with madness and was truly unbearable to recall.
The woman gently waved her hand, and a red line of cause and effect appeared at her fingertips:
"The reason I'm telling you these things is because of this."
"When I interfered with the river of time back then, I went crazy and didn't know what I did. In this life, I'm entangled in all kinds of karma. These karmas have turned into threads of cause and effect on me, connecting me with the people and things related to me."
Xue Lan's voice was soft, yet it made the surrounding masters breathe rapidly.
A chubby middle-aged man spoke up:
"Does the shopkeeper mean that you can connect everything to yourself without doing anything?"
Xue Lan nodded proudly, knowing that everyone in the venue knew about her plan.
As expected, Jiang Jingchun immediately spoke:
"Using the soul as the thread, will the workshop master make that needle?"
Xue Lan nodded gently, her smile sincere:
“That’s right. I plan to use the souls in the Wan Gong Fang as a guide, and the causal threads as a carrier, to make needles to mend the sky.”
"And incidentally, I'll use my own demon soul as fuel to set up a smelting furnace in the Yuanming Lower Realm..."
"To forge the Primordial Bright Realm amidst the turbulent world of mortals!"