143: Fellow Daoist Lu Zhishen, do you believe in love at first sight?

"Fellow Daoist Lu Zhishen, do you believe in love at first sight?"

Qin Dong waved his hand and continued to accumulate top-up points!

Soon, this news spread from the rear!

The Fulong Dynasty had recruited a wonderful woman proficient in the hundred arts of cultivation, who could perform Artifact Refining and Alchemy with ease.

Profound Rank Magical Artifacts, Profound Rank Medicinal Pills, Profound Rank Talismans—she produced them all effortlessly, and not only was her output high, but the quality was also quite good.

Most importantly, her refining speed was equivalent to twenty people combined.

Before long, a general of the Fulong Dynasty personally sought her out, wanting Qin Dong to craft military equipment.

Qin Dong naturally did not refuse.

Why not earn money when there is an opportunity?

However, he handed over all the defective products, while all Magical Artifacts of Medium Grade or above went straight into his system space.

Seeing the other party's superb Artifact Refining skills, the City Lord gritted his teeth and took out his best Profound Rank top-grade Materials.

"Great Master Lu, I beg you to help me craft a top-grade Magical Artifact."

"Easy, easy!"

Qin Dong smiled slightly and reached out to take the Materials, but the City Lord on the other side gripped them tightly, reluctant to let go.

"Great Master Lu, what is the success rate for this Profound Rank top-grade Magical Artifact?"

"I cannot guarantee a one hundred percent success rate, but I have ninety percent confidence!"

"If you are worried, you can watch me perform Artifact Refining on the spot!"

Upon hearing this, the City Lord decided to take a gamble.

"Great Master Lu! This City Lord believes in you! Go ahead and refine it! Even if you fail, I will accept it!"

The corners of Qin Dong's mouth curled up slightly; the fat pig was in position. "Three days! Come back in three days to claim your Sharp Weapon!"

Three days later, the City Lord arrived as promised.

However, Qin Dong just sighed, "I have bad news, and I have good news."

The City Lord's heart trembled, knowing that it was likely a failure.

Sure enough, Qin Dong spoke directly, saying the Artifact Refining had failed.

The City Lord's heart bled; those were Materials worth over ten thousand Spirit Stones.

How could he not feel the pain?

"However!"

Qin Dong took out another Profound Rank Medium Grade Magical Artifact, "After some emergency rescue, it was not a total loss!"

The City Lord took the Magical Artifact and was immediately moved to tears; although this Magical Artifact was not worth as much as a Profound Rank top-grade one, at least it wasn't a complete waste!

"You are too amazing, Great Master Lu!"

"I cannot repay your kindness, Great Master, please accept my bow!"

"That is enough. I have other orders; you may leave now."

"Yes! Great Master!"

Upon leaving, the City Lord couldn't help but sigh.

What a noble Great Master.

...

Fulong Dynasty, frontline camp.

A young man wearing a gorgeous golden Dragon robe looked at the report and was overjoyed.

"Quick, bring this wonderful woman to see Me!"

"I must take her into my harem and have her work for my Fulong Dynasty!"

His eyes flashed with excitement and a trace of lust.

Hearing this, the Cultivator who presented the memorial was slightly stunned.

"Your Majesty, although this woman's skills are peerless, but..."

He paused, hesitating whether to say what followed.

"But what? Speak freely."

The man urged; he was very impatient.

He couldn't wait to pin that woman to the ground and ravage her.

"Her appearance... is truly hideous."

The Cultivator swallowed hard.

The man asked curiously: "How ugly is she?"

"Unprecedentedly ugly!"

"What!"

The man was stunned, but he quickly adjusted his state.

It's fine, these are all small matters!

Because in the history of the Fulong Dynasty, there were precedents for marrying ugly women. Although they were a bit ugly, they were virtuous!

If the ancestors of the Fulong Dynasty could endure it, couldn't he?

For the grand plan of the revival of the Fulong Dynasty, the expectant gazes of his ministers, and the people's longing for the future.

He had no choice but to take action with tears in his eyes.

Take her!

Even if she is ugly beyond compare, I must have her!

"Your Majesty, she might not come easily." The Cultivator reminded him cautiously.

"Then find a way! Whether by temptation, deception, kidnapping, or coercion, there is always a way to make her come!"

The man's voice was full of determination.

"But... Black Blood..."

The man frowned: "Does my word as the ruler of a Dynasty no longer carry weight?"

"Make arrangements immediately!"

The man waved his hand impatiently, seemingly unable to wait any longer.

"Yes, this subordinate will obey your holy order!"

Seven or eight days later, Qin Dong was brought into the military tent.

He held a Talisman seal for a temporary Teleportation Array in his hand.

In fact, he had been tricked into coming; they said he could take as many Spirit Stones as he wanted here.

But it wasn't until he walked into the tent that he realized he had been played.

But since he was already here, he wanted to see what tricks the other party had up their sleeve.

After all, he was not a petty person.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Qin Dong walked into the tent, where a young man in a Dragon robe stood.

He had his back turned, with his hands behind his back.

Beside him were two old men.

Hearing the voice, the man slowly turned around and locked eyes with Qin Dong.

His expression was first shocked, then turned indifferent.

"Is this Fellow Daoist Lu Zhishen? What a pleasant-sounding name!"

"When I first heard this name, I was curious about what kind of Fairy it was."

"To have such a wonderful name?"

Qin Dong was also stunned; would you die if you didn't flatter?

This name didn't sound like something a woman would use at all.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I heard that you are proficient in all the hundred arts of cultivation."

"I am very happy that the Fulong Dynasty can produce such a wonderful person as you."

"No, no, no, Your Majesty is the wonderful person; this little woman does not deserve such praise."

Qin Dong spoke, his voice sounding like a starting cutting machine, mercilessly torturing the eardrums of the three people in front of him.

"Not bad, this spatial ring contains five thousand Spirit Stones; take it as a reward for Fellow Daoist's contribution!"

The man tossed a spatial ring, and Qin Dong took it and checked it; it was indeed five thousand Spirit Stones.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Alright, Elder Xu, Elder Zhang, you two go out first."

"I have some private words to say to Fellow Daoist Lu Zhishen."

Hearing the order, the two old men walked out of the tent as if fleeing.

With a click, the Formation was activated.

Qin Dong raised his eyebrows; under the probe of his Cultivation Technique, even the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection expert in the corner had withdrawn.

Strange, what kind of trick is this kid trying to play?

Suddenly, the man took off his Dragon crown and shook his long hair.

Then he looked at Qin Dong, his face filled with two words: affection.

You can imagine a young man looking affectionately at a fifty or sixty-year-old square-dancing auntie.

And that wasn't even the end; the first sentence the other party said was.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Zhishen, may I ask, do you believe in love at first sight?"

At this moment, Qin Dong's face was filled with shock and rage.

Are you kidding me?

Big brother, what is your situation?

I have already turned into an ugly and frustrated old auntie.

And you still won't let me go?

Is it because you people have eaten too many good dishes and want to change your taste?

There's no need for such heavy taste, is there?

The next moment, the other party unleashed another critical blow combo on Qin Dong.

"The moment I saw you, I fell in love with you!"

He suddenly stepped forward and reached out with his big hand.

He put his arm around Qin Dong's shoulder, blew into his ear, and said in a magnetic and gentle voice.

"What is wrong? My little darling?"

"Why aren't you speaking? Are you mesmerized by me?"

Qin Dong could no longer endure it and resolutely raised his fist, which was the size of a sandbag, and smashed it down like raindrops...