Douluo Dalu: White God

"It means..."

"WAR!"

As he said that, Dai Baole suddenly disappeared from his seat and appeared behind Jian Xi, seven rings could be seen floated proudly behind his back. Without giving Jian Xi any chance to retaliate, Dai Baole hit him on his spine.

"*Cough* Y-You..." Jian Xi's eyes bulging in surprises, he never thought that these old people will dare to hurt him, the spirit hall's branch head.

As if unwilling to lose to Dai Baole, Ku Jianghai also disappeared from his seat and hit Jian Xi on his gut, seven rings with similar color also floated on his back. Being punched by two times in a row by two powerhouses, Jian Xi coughed up some blood.

"What? Is the head-branch of your so-called mighty spirit hall is this weak?" Ku Jianghai mocked Jian Xi with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Y-You'll pay for this..." Jian Xi said while writhing on the floor, he tried his best to get up to his feet. Jian Xi took out a stone from his pocket and crushed it, with a mad glint on his eyes, he took out another thing -a pill- from his pocket.

"Haha, your joke is funny mister eunuch. 'Y-You'll pay for this', pfft, Hahaha! I don't remember owe you anything though." Ku Jianghai laughed mockingly at the downed Jian Xi.

"As always, your sense of humor is terrible." Dai Baole rolled his eyes at Ku Jianghai, he lamented his friend's bad sense of humor.

"You force me to do this!" Jian Xi speaking through his gritted teeth. With a wave of his hand, he put the pill in his mouth and immediately swallowed it.

"AAARGGGGHHH!" after he swallowed his pill, most of his injuries healed with a speed visible to the n.a.k.e.d eyes. Unfortunately for him, it came with a price of inhuman pain that inflicted him now. Not only that, but seven rings also appeared behind his back and his physique changed abruptly. His muscles bulged, his limbs covered in green furs with black dots all over, a petal-like mane grew on his nape, a snout appeared on his face and sharp fangs grew on his teeth. This was the manifestation of his spirit, a green-petal hyena beast spirit.

"I told you didn't I, you will pay!"

...

Meanwhile, Dai Mubai ignored the three spirit saints bitter fight and slowly walked to where the blacksmiths association master currently at like strolling in his own backyard.

"Excuse me, are you from blacksmiths association?" Dai Mubai could be seen currently wearing a red haori could be seen approached a grey-haired old man wearing a google on his head. The old man is a fat old man about 1.6 meters in height with a waistline that probably also reached 1.6 meters and protruding ears, small eyes and an unkempt beard.

"Hmm? Yes, I am. Who are you, kid?" Hearing Mubai's greeting, The old man looked snapped out of his stupor witnessing the sudden fight that transpired before him and replied Mubai's greeting casually, he thought that maybe this youth that approached him was a youth that admires him as he is the master of blacksmiths association and one of the most capable blacksmiths around.

"Pardon my rudeness, I am the one who created the spider suit on the stage, you can call me Mubai." Dai Mubai said while flashing a smile to the blacksmiths association master, his smile exuding his confidence both for himself and his creation.

"My name is Luo Gao, a divine craftsman ranked blacksmiths from blacksmiths association." Hearing that the youth in front of him claimed to be the creator of the spider suit that surpassed his Wishful Eight Treasure Soft Armor by a margin, Luo Gao, even with his position as the blacksmiths association master, humbled his tone.

"Mr. Luo Gao is it? What do you think about my spider suit?"

"Hmm?!" Luo Gao was surprised by Dai Mubai's question, and after pondering for a while, he opened his mouth to answer him.

"I think your spider suit is better than my wishful eight treasure soft armor that currently developed by my blacksmiths' association." Luo Gao said with a devastated expression. Oddly, an excited glint was present in his eyes.

"How about I tell you the secret behind this spider suit manufacturing process, Mr. Luo Gao?" Luo Gao was taken by surprise for the second time by Mubai's question.

"Really?" with a face full of hope, he asked Mubai. "You can call me uncle Gao or Old Gao instead, don't be a stranger."

"Haha, I'll just call you Old Gao then. Of course, I meant what I said. But, it won't be free you know..." a meaningful smile grew on Mubai's mouth.

"Name your price! I, Luo Gao, will even sell my body if I can get my hand on the knowledge about this spider suit." An imaginary sweat dropped on Mubai's face, a wry smile replaced his previous smile.

'Old man, even if you're willing to offer your body, you have to consider if anybody is willing to take you.'

"It's not that Mr. Luo- *cough* Old Gao, what I want is for the blacksmiths association to join my organization, The Golden Roc, as its subsidiary. Rest assured old Gao, your right won't be revoked and instead, I will provide you with a myriad of knowledge about treasure refining that included method about how to create something better than the spider suit.

"Its function will still be the same, to nurture young blacksmith and to research more about all treasures. Of course, I will reform its organization structure, but you can rest assured that every capable blacksmith will be placed on more technical positions."

For the third time in this short period of time, Luo Gao became surprised again. Mubai's offer sounds enticing, but the price is...

"I-I need to discuss this with all of my colleagues, I can't decide this alone." He swayed by Mubai's offer, but he knows that the blacksmith association did not belong to him alone.

"Take your time Old Gao, as a token of my sincerities, please take this with you." With a flip of his hand, a crossbow appeared on his hand. "This is also my creation, I call this Moon-chasing crossbow."

"Please, think my offer seriously Old Gao."