One could only be called a master if they topped the world in any domain. The female disciples of Mt. Xue would not believe that someone in his twenties had become a blacksmith master, let alone those few Yong Chang youths.
"I'm saying the truth. Sister Xue's Bo Yu was fixed there. If you don't believe me, you can ask her when she gets here!" Mu Wanbai argued in fury as some did not believe her.
"It's not that we don't believe you, but who would ever believe a blacksmith master of such a young age?" Bei Ling and Bei Bei said as they quickly tugged Mu Wanbai's arm.
"Hmph! You will know it when you're there. I didn't believe that lad is a blacksmith master either but it is true." Feeling bitter, Mu Wanbai did not bother to explain any more.
"All right." Bei Bei soon gave a smile. She nodded and said, "We'll get our sisters to prepare the materials for equipment refining. But why do we have to bring along the spiritual grass for refining elixir pills?"
