"What I do next is not up to me, but up to her."

Seeing that Cai'er didn't seem to have much interest in the things here, Xingyuan held her hand and walked slowly.

Since she was curious about what kind of impact he wanted to have on the young weaponsmith's life trajectory next, he told her in detail.

"Wait a few days to see the quality and fineness of the hairpin she made for me before making a final decision."

As they spoke, the two of them arrived at the gate of the Equipment Forgers Association in Jialing City.

"Although I am only a senior weaponsmith now, my vision is at the master level."

Xingyuan looked at the huge metal plaque hanging on the door and continued, "As long as her level is above the passing line, I will write a letter of recommendation for her and ask Master Orn of the Weaponsmith Association to accept her as his disciple."

"What if you fail?" Cai'er asked curiously.

"Not qualified..."

Xingyuan had never thought about this, because the works on the little girl's stall just now, both in terms of workmanship and quality, were the best among the group.

Otherwise, why would Xingyuan bring Caier to her place to spend money?

Xingyuan is not the kind of good guy who would be kind for no reason. He thought the child was talented, so he decided to take the opportunity to help him.

Facing Cai'er's curious eyes, Xingyuan thought for a moment and said, "Then there's nothing I can do. After all, Master Orn doesn't accept just anyone. I can't bring myself to do that. Finding another weaponsmith for her would be a bit misleading..."

"Or Xingyuan, why don't you take her in?"

Cai'er suddenly suggested this.

"How can I have the time?"

Xingyuan shook his head. He hadn't yet dealt with the Demon Hunting Group, Cai'er, and his own family affairs. How could he have the time to recruit apprentices and disciples?

As he spoke, Xingyuan felt that he had sensed Caier's true intentions...

"You don't want a child, do you?" Xingyuan asked her, looking at her as if he could see through her thoughts.

"How, how is it possible?"

Cai'er looked away somewhat unnaturally.

Normally speaking, based on Cai'er's previous habits, if Xingyuan suddenly asked her these embarrassing questions, her snow-white face would instantly turn red.

It might be because she and Xingyuan have been spending more time together, or maybe their relationship has really reached the state of an 'old married couple', she started to blush less easily, and her shyness threshold was raised a lot.

"Xingyuan, you know."

Cai'er pursed her lips, her eyes seemed to be a little apologetic, "Didn't I say that I don't want to leave any offspring for the Holy Family?"

"So you're attracted to that little girl, and you want me to take her in as my disciple, so that I can experience the feeling of being both a teacher and a mother?"

Xingyuan shook his head, "Cai'er, I almost don't understand you."

"I know."

Cai'er touched the 'hairpin' that Xingyuan had used to tie up her hair, her eyes dimmed a little, "So this is my problem, not yours... Otherwise, I wouldn't have said that even if I wouldn't be turned into a cripple by the Reincarnation Spirit Furnace, I would agree to let you find Ying'er and Sister Tan Wan." Xingyuan: "..."

Xingyuan didn't take Cai'er's words too seriously. After all, after a few years, when Cai'er became more mature and her cultivation was strong enough that she would no longer be constrained by the Holy Family of the Assassin's Temple, she might change her mind.

And whether or not to have a child is not something she can decide alone.

Although it will become more difficult for professionals like them to produce offspring as their cultivation level increases, who is he Xingyuan?

He is a top-class potion master who is on the list of the Magic Temple Potions Masters Association. How could such a thing be difficult for him?

Cai'er, with a look on her face as if she felt she had done something wrong, entered the hall of the Equipment Forgers Association. After showing her certificate as a senior equipment forger, Xingyuan successfully entered the equipment forging room on the lowest floor of the underground.

Here, there is a weaponsmith who is born with supernatural powers and is suspected to have dwarf blood from the ancient Elf King's Court mixed in his body.

Master Orn, this is Xingyuan’s acquaintance in the Equipment Forgers Association.

The other party valued Xingyuan's physique as the Son of Earth, who had an unparalleled affinity for all kinds of metals, and his extremely high attainments in fire magic.

Then, he went to the Magic Temple in person to ask Li Zhengzhi for Xingyuan, and guaranteed that as long as Xingyuan worked with him to refine weapons, even if it depended on the right time, place and people, and with extremely high knowledge of materials and weaponsmithing craftsmanship, immortal-level equipment and even man-made artifacts could be mass-produced from now on.

The mass production of artificial artifacts was something that not only Li Zhengzhi but even Xing Yuan himself was somewhat tempted by it.

It’s a pity that this is impossible. Xingyuan didn’t come to Jialing Pass to be a blacksmith.

He came here to learn magic, enhance his strength, and to meet Cai'er again as soon as possible.

However, even if the deal failed, there is still friendship. Even though Xingyuan rejected Master Orn's invitation to cooperate, he still took the other party's super-grade weaponsmith master and teacher Li Zhengzhi's face into consideration. After practicing, he took time out to study at the Weaponsmith Association for a short period of time and also obtained the qualification of a senior weaponsmith.

"It's you, Yuan."

Behind the sparks that flew out from the steel hammer hitting the red-hot magic metal was a dwarf craftsman who was less than 1.5 meters tall, with extremely broad shoulders, muscular arms, and a full beard on his face.

"Master Ornn."

Xingyuan nodded, and then placed his earth dragon head staff and three earth dragon scales in a cloth bag on the table next to him.

He knew Master Ornn's character very well. The other party did not like beating around the bush. It would be more pleasing to the other party if he spoke directly or put the things down directly.

"You are gifted, Yuan."

Ornn only took a glance at the ferocious face of the dragon head on the table. Without even touching it, he knew that this staff made by Xingyuan was a top-notch work.

Without Xingyuan saying anything, Master Orn continued to speak to himself: "Leave it to me, come back in five days to get it."

During the entire process, Master Ornn didn't even glance at Cai'er who was standing next to Xingyuan, as if nothing else mattered to him except forging equipment.

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

After Xingyuan finished speaking, he put his equipment and materials here with confidence, turned around and retreated with Cai'er.

"I know what you're asking."

Not long after the two of them walked out of Master Orn's forging room, before Cai'er beside him could ask, Xingyuan said to himself: "The difference between a grandmaster and a senior master is that he can upgrade my Earth Dragon Head Staff to the legendary level, while I still need the finishing touch." (End of this chapter)