Silence, a long silence.
Only blood silently seeped out of the phone, dripping onto the ground with a sizzling sound, spreading its contamination.
Even without any radio waves, the invisible curse still traversed the vast distance, unwaveringly affecting the Heavenly Furnace.
As if a greeting, or perhaps... a venomous hand that had been prepared for who knows how many years!
Marvellous Old Deng reacted as if he had seen a ghost, grabbed his knitting bag, and turned to slip away, without a thought of lending a hand... You did this to yourself, solve it yourself!
Additionally, oneself? Extend a hand? To the Heavenly Furnace?
Are you serious?
Thus, without hesitation, he turned and left.
Only Heavenly Furnace let out a silent sigh.
The fingers, quickly lting and exposing white bones, were restored again, the withered and decayed aura vanished without a trace.
"Your temper has gotten worse, Ah Yuan."
He sighed, then his brows danced with excitent: "We are, after all, senior brothers, is there any need for this? If you ask , what fun is there in that ghostly place, You Sui? Why not co to Nirvana early, let us brothers achieve big things together, achieve big things!"
Jian Yuan said nothing.
Remained indifferent.
Imagine, after so many years of life-and-death enmity, suddenly one day your archenemy calls you, joking as if nothing ever happened, even trying to chat and gossip, as if you two were the best buddies in the world.
Moreover, he even managed to dial directly into your workshop without you noticing...
All that can be said is, in such situations, not uttering a curse word is already a testant to Jian Yuan's astonishing self-control.
Although Jian Yuan had little of this, he still did not curse.
Because it was pointless.
Cursing would only make this bastard more pleased.
"If you're really so idle as to go looking for fun at You Sui, why not find a rope and hang yourself from a tree, it'd be good for both you and others, 'Lord Heavenly Furnace'."
"Sigh, can't a senior brother show so concern for you?"
Heavenly Furnace sighed regrettably, lanting: "Moreover, you're stuck in You Sui, starving, cold; isn't it worriso for your senior brother? I'm afraid my junior brother is suffering!"
So... is there any gossip lately, can you kindly give so guidance? What is that old thing Elder Anvil planning to do? After holding back for so many years, he can't wait anymore?"
"What does it matter to you?"
"Indeed, but the old bastard is always sneakily up to so obnoxious stuff, it's just too annoying. What I an is, if it doesn't work, let's just fight it out."
Heavenly Furnace scratched his chin, casually saying: "Let's have a straightforward battle, so much more convenient and simple."
"Alright."
Jian Yuan responded indifferently, without hesitation: "There's no need for Elder Anvil, I can handle it. You set the ti, I'll set the place, what do you say to a fight to the death between us two?"
"Can't it be soone else?"
Heavenly Furnace felt helpless, seemingly speaking from the heart: "You're the only junior brother I have; I sincerely can't bear to. If you die, who will I chat with in the future?"
Still so flippant, still so arrogant.
Still completely disregarding ...
A breaking sound resonated.
An uncontrollable rage exploded.
"Before I pay another visit, take care of yourself first, Lord Juzi!"
Jian Yuan warned coldly at last, "Especially, your 'Lu Changsheng'—if I see anymore trash outside with 'Crafted by Jian Yuan' engraved, I'll personally pay him a visit!"
Click!
At the mont the call cut off, the phone in Heavenly Furnace's hand simultaneously shattered, amidst a surge of blood, a bizarre silhouette expanded, suddenly swelling, with a blood bowl appearing, closing in fiercely on Heavenly Furnace's head.
In just a few sentences, the phone in Heavenly Furnace's hand had unknowingly been turned into a curse creature by Jian Yuan, devouring whoever it could.
Imdiately after, as Heavenly Furnace's fingers clenched, it withered again, like a seized mouse, letting out a sharp wail, collapsing inward.
In the end, the phone's fragnts slowly slid from his fingertips.
"Quite the temper indeed, Ah Yuan,"
Heavenly Furnace sighed with a sigh, "Just look at what kind of place You Sui really is."
The temper worsening, words getting sharper.
Yet, unfortunately, the personality hasn't changed much, like a pressure cooker, ready to explode at the slightest tease...
Over the years, everyone beca too familiar with each other, familiar enough to recognize even if they turned to ash. It's like how when Heavenly Furnace opens his mouth, Jian Yuan knows he's about to bark, and no matter how much mockery and sarcasm Jian Yuan uses, Heavenly Furnace can always guess a bit.
This incident has nothing to do with Jian Yuan...
With his pride, he would never allow himself to lie before Heavenly Furnace; if it were related, he wouldn't have suggested a battle with Heavenly Furnace.
Which ans, after so many years, Elder Anvil has new sches?
Among the three Craftsman Grandmasters in You Sui, Fierce Furnace is the most transcendent, or rather, aloof, never bothering with petty affairs, treating even Great Evil as re material and resources. Even if his actions already resemble Sin, his ties with Zhi Fu are actually the farthest.
Bei Gong is quite the opposite, too close with Zhi Fu. For more than ninety years now, he's been unheard of; given his deanor, he might have played himself to death, and even if not, he's not far from complete petrification now.
Among the three Craftsman Grandmasters, the one with the highest status, greatest influence, and strongest and most powerful force under his control, is the elusive Old Turtle, Elder Anvil, who rarely shows himself in the Valley of Abyss.
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