King of Assassins
Chapter 86 - 85 Suspicion (Three More, Please Support)

Chapter 86: Chapter 85 Suspicion (Three More, Please Support)

Titanium steel represents the pinnacle of modern material industry, with ten thousand forging symbolizing the highest grade of titanium steel.

Titanium steel is hard, tough, and resistant to corrosion, widely used in the military industry.

However, titanium steel is very expensive. Even for exoskeleton armor, most use special alloy materials.

Only the top-grade exoskeleton armor like the Shadow Warrior would use a large amount of titanium steel.

For an ordinary cultivator, titanium steel is the best material for sword casting.

Gao Xuan still didn’t have a suitable sword. Now that his body was almost settled, it was time to craft a sword for daily use.

Jiang Xuejun shot a glance at Gao Xuan: "The best swordsmith in Mingjing City is the elder Fang Zheng of the Sword Washing Studio. He charges five million per commission. Do you have the money?"

"Hahaha..."

Gao Xuan laughed twice, "Forget it, I’ll find a cheaper one."

Jiang Xuejun said, "All the sword castings at the Sword Washing Studio are very expensive. Even the cheapest costs hundreds of thousands."

"Hundreds of thousands is fine, you cover it for me first."

Gao Xuan said, "Deduct the crafting fee from the belt money."

"Alright."

Jiang Xuejun said, "Considering our friendship, I’ll pay for you first."

"Sweetie, you’re really nice."

Gao Xuan pinched Jiang Xuejun’s cheek with a particularly suggestive tone.

Jiang Xuejun blushed slightly, then with an expression of disgust said, "Can you not be so gross?"

"This is affection, how is it gross?"

Gao Xuan, a bit puzzled, said, "You look so shy, are you overthinking it?"

Jiang Xuejun snorted and glanced at Yun Qingshang standing quietly nearby, "If I were you, I would have chopped him into pieces already."

Yun Qingshang seemingly didn’t hear, not interested in discussing such boring topics.

Jiang Xuejun thought for a moment and said, "Gao Xuan, you should cast a sword for Yun Qingshang. Her swordsmanship is way better than yours."

"She already has the Po Jun Sword."

Gao Xuan thought for a moment and added, "By the way, Qingshang, you should pick up the Po Jun Sword, the handle needs to be modified. It should fit your hand shape. The guard also needs adjustment."

The Alliance Sword Dao is prevalent, with a deep and long-standing culture in Sword Artifacts.

A Sword Artifact is not just a weapon to a swordsman, but also a companion on the cultivation path. It holds significant meaning.

The Po Jun Sword was originally An Yong’s sword, crafted according to An Yong’s habits.

If Yun Qingshang is going to use it as her main sword, it needs to be readjusted to better suit her personal habits.

The Fei Bao sports car roared as it sped out of the villa, quickly rushing onto the ring highway.

The road beneath the ring highway was laid with superconducting rails, allowing vehicles to speed along in a magnetic levitation manner.

Under such conditions, the Fei Bao sports car can easily reach a speed of nearly 500 kilometers per hour.

Inside the enclosed cabin, it was very quiet, with even the engine roar reduced to the minimum.

Under the efficient dispatch of the Celestial Net Light Computer, the vehicles drove in an orderly manner. It was hard to experience the thrill of high-speed overtaking.

Guided by the Celestial Net Navigation, Gao Xuan exited the ring road ten minutes later, arriving at the Sword Washing Studio located at the third ring.

The Sword Washing Studio occupies a large area, resembling an ancient mansion.

In a place like the third ring, building a big mansion shows that the owner is indeed wealthy.

Moreover, the Sword Washing Studio is situated by the Celestial Water River. Despite the many high-rise buildings around, there is a certain distance from the Sword Washing Studio, avoiding a sense of spatial oppression.

Jiang Xuejun, familiar with the Sword Washing Studio, led Gao Xuan and Yun Qingshang into the courtyard. She first greeted the service staff dressed in ancient-style skirts, "I made a reservation, my surname is Jiang, looking for Master Fang Zhang."

The service staff stared blankly at Gao Xuan, momentarily forgetting to speak.

There was no help for it. Gao Xuan was simply too dazzling. Even if he was just wearing a simple white T-shirt, cropped pants, and flip-flops, his perfect handsomeness was more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

Jiang Xuejun coughed lightly, and the skirt-clad beauty suddenly snapped back to reality. Her cheeks were as red as a peach as she quickly said, "Master Fang Zhang is in Hall Eight, please follow me."

The skirt-clad beauty led Jiang Xuejun and the others through the main hall, arriving at the second courtyard, and opened a door in the east wing, inviting Gao Xuan and the others inside.

The living room had a long console table, where a middle-aged man dressed in a dark robe sat behind it, chatting leisurely with two other guests.

The middle-aged man was Fang Zhang. Seeing Jiang Xuejun, he smiled and pointed to the seats next to him, "Xuejun, please wait a moment."

Jiang Xuejun nodded. She had used her connections to cut in line, so arriving early meant they had to wait.

When Fang Zhang’s gaze swept over Gao Xuan, he couldn’t help but pause for a moment.

For an instant, he even thought he was seeing an illusion.

As a swordsmith, Fang Zhang’s vision was exceptionally sharp. He immediately noticed Gao Xuan’s eyes closed behind the sunglasses.

Even so, Gao Xuan’s face was still at a level of perfect handsomeness.

As a Swordsmith Master, Fang Zhang had a high aesthetic standard, extremely picky about both people and objects.

Yet he didn’t see any flaws on Gao Xuan’s face.

This is very unusual!

It’s important to know that humans, as creatures, are very fragile and have countless flaws.

Take the human face, for instance; it always has various imperfections. Eyes, nose, mouth, ears, cheeks, forehead—it’s impossible for each to be perfect.

Moreover, because people’s growth environments and cultural levels differ, there are vast differences in aesthetics.

At Fang Zhang’s age, he most dislikes pretty boys, detests the so-called male idol groups, and loathes overly handsome men.

But when he saw Gao Xuan, his first reaction was that this man was flawlessly handsome, like a legendary divine being.

Is this person blind?

Fang Zhang felt a pang of regret in his heart; such a perfect man turned out to be blind. The world is indeed cruel. It doesn’t allow for true perfection.

Fang Zhang, after all, had an extraordinary demeanor; he quickly regained his composure and concealed his brief lapse.

The two guests opposite didn’t pay much attention to this; they were even less concerned with Gao Xuan and others behind them.

One of the burly guests said, "Master Fang, have you heard? Heartless Sword Bai Yuncheng has arrived in Mingjing."

Fang Zhang smiled knowingly, "This I am aware of."

The news of the True Sword duel between Yuanlong Company and Fanglian Group had already spread throughout Mingjing City. Even ordinary people were aware of this explosive news.

The attack and disappearance of Divine Shield Group’s president, An Shirong, also brought this duel into the spotlight among Mingjing City’s upper echelons.

While everyone admired Wei Yue’s courage, they were also very curious about how Wei Yue would handle Heartless Sword Bai Yuncheng.

Surely she wouldn’t find an assassin to take out Bai Yuncheng?

Bai Yuncheng is different from An Shirong. An Shirong, after all, is a businessman, the president wielding great power. Though his cultivation level is high, he’s not adept at fighting. Being assassinated was expected.

But Bai Yuncheng is a top swordsman on the East Continent, and killing Bai Yuncheng wouldn’t be easy.

Tactics like ship cannons can only be used once. Now the Law Enforcement Department is going crazy. If they find evidence, they won’t be lenient with Wei Yue.

Now, the affluent and powerful in Mingjing City are all focusing on Wei Yue. Everyone believes that Wei Yue can’t use assassins again; she can only openly win this competition to establish her new power.

Swordsmen of Bai Yuncheng’s caliber rarely engage in public sword duels, let alone deadly True Sword duels.

In such a contest, life and death must be determined before a true victor emerges.

Everyone is thus anticipating this True Sword duel.

"The duel on the 7th, I wonder where they’ll compete."

The burly guest said with anticipation, "If there’s a chance to watch, that would be great."

Fang Zhang shook his head, "I also want to watch such a Sword Dao event. Unfortunately, there’s no news yet, and it’s likely that both parties plan to duel in secret."

If they duel in secret, then the vast majority won’t have the chance to watch.

For Fang Zhang, who is crazy about swords, not being able to witness such a high-level Sword Dao duel is an immense regret.

Yun Qingshang, listening from the side, couldn’t help but glance at Gao Xuan.

In her view, Gao Xuan indeed killed An Shirong for Wei Yue. Now another Bai Yuncheng has appeared. What would Gao Xuan do?

Heartless Sword Bai Yuncheng is reputedly the Third Swordsman of the East Continent.

Although Yun Qingshang rarely goes online, she has heard of his formidable reputation.

Gao Xuan smiled at Yun Qingshang, signaling her not to worry.

He had been busy with isolated cultivation for the last couple of days and hadn’t cared about Bai Yuncheng’s movements.

While everyone thought Bai Yuncheng was difficult to deal with, in fact, it was quite the opposite.

Killing a swordsman like Bai Yuncheng is relatively easy, especially given his current state.

The two guests chatted for a while, then voluntarily got up to leave. Since they were quite familiar with Fang Zhang, they naturally wouldn’t delay his business.

Of course, as they left, they inevitably took one last look at Gao Xuan, staring in a daze.

Even when they stepped out, their minds remained somewhat disoriented.

"What’s the story behind that man?"

"It’s unimaginable that a person could be this handsome. Thank goodness my daughter didn’t come..."

The two of them chatted in the courtyard, and Fang Zhang, sitting inside, heard it clearly and agreed wholeheartedly.

Fang Zhang stood up, gesturing to Jiang Xuejun and Gao Xuan: "Xuejun, you all sit here."

After the three sat down, Fang Zhang noticed Yun Qingshang and the longsword in her hand.

Yun Qingshang had beautiful features and a cool, pure aura, naturally a top-grade beauty. She was also carrying a 1.4-meter heavy sword.

This image was eye-catching. Sadly, standing next to Gao Xuan, she was naturally overshadowed.

When Yun Qingshang placed the longsword on the long table, Fang Zhang was even more surprised, "This is Po Jun!"

With Fang Zhang’s expertise, he immediately recognized the sword as the Po Jun Sword without any doubt, only amazement.

This heavy sword was commissioned by An Yong for a hefty price. How did it end up in the hands of this cool maiden?

Looking again at Yun Qingshang, Fang Zhang’s eyes now held a hint of suspicion.