Warrior's Promise

Seeing Su Mo coming at him with his sword and his surging sword power and aura, the old man began to panic.

He had not expected for Su Moto be so powerful and have an aura that was not weaker than his own.

If he was not refining, he would not be afraid of him, but now, he could not be distracted to fight.

Moreover, once such a powerful attack occurred, the monstrous power would inevitably affect the crafting furnace.

They had been refining this fake Lower Royal weapon for months, and had searched throughout the entire Divine Martial Country to collect these materials. If they failed, it would be a heavy loss.

"Young man, let's discuss this," the old man shouted.

"Swish!"

Su Mo stopped as soon as he heard this and looked at the old man coldly.

Su Mo did not want to make a big incident, so if he could get the Blood-striped Seeds without a fight, that would be great.

"Man, what do you want?" The old man looked at Su Mo and discovered that he was even at the Half Step to Martial King with a very strong aura.

"I want the Blood-striped Seeds."

Su Mo said in a heavy voice, "Give me the Blood-striped Seeds or I will damage your craftsmanship."

He could see that they were concerned, so he threatened them.

He was telling them clearly that they could give him the Blood-striped Seeds or they would lose their craftsmanship.

Su Mo's voice was hoarse but clear, and no one dared to doubt him.

"You...!" Hearing this, the old man got angry.

"Damn, how dare you threaten us!"

"Who are you? How dare you break into the Fire Palace!"

"We will catch you!"

The rest of the craftsmen were all angry hearing this.

As the craftsmen of the imperial family of the Divine Martial Country, they were all in high positions. They had not been threatened like this before.

However, even though they were angry, they could not move, because if Su Mo attacked them, the craftsmanship would get damaged.

"How did you get into the imperial palace?" the old man asked in an angry voice.

He was unfamiliar with Su Mo, but he was familiar with all the experts inside the imperial palace, so he was sure that Su Mo did not belong to the palace.

"Cut the crap!"

Su Mo had no time to waste, so he just raised his sword, pointing it at the huge crafting furnace.

"Give me the Blood-striped Seeds or I'll chop up your crafting furnace!"

"You...!"

The old man was enraged, but he controlled himself.

He thought for a second before realizing that it did not matter even if he were to give Su Mo the Blood-striped Seeds.

Because in his eyes, Su Mo was already a dead man at this moment. As soon as Su Mo left the Fire Palace, he would call the Great or the head of the Divine Guards to kill him.

In that case, Su Mo would die.

"Well then, I will give you the Blood-striped Seeds." The old man nodded his head and was about to get them.

At this moment, suddenly a change occurred. The peaceful crafting furnace in the middle began shaking violently.

"Buzz, Buzz, Buzz...!"

Then, the lid of the furnace was blasted away.

"Damn it!" The old man changed his expression because the furnace was going to blow up.

Originally, they had no problem refining a Lower Royal Divine Weapon.

However, because Su Mo had interrupted them, the things inside the furnace became unstable.

"How did this happen?"

"We're screwed!"

"Palace Master, what should we do?"

The craftsmen all changed their expressions as they did not know what to do.

This weapon was very precious and its materials were hard to get even though they had searched the entire Divine Martial Country. If they failed this time, they would not get a second chance.

Moreover, if they could not complete the task for the Great, they would be punished or killed.

The old man's face turned pale. As the Palace Master of the Fire Palace and as an Upper King Craftsman, he was in a panic.

If it were an Upper King weapon, he could stabilize it at any time, but it was a Lower Royal weapon, and he could not stop it from exploding.

Just then, Su Mo glanced at the shaking furnace and saw that they were refining a huge bow, which already had its shape while it was being cast.

This big bow was golden with powerful gold property and it was aggressive.

But at the moment, it was unstable and constantly vibrating and about to explode.

"Do you have Water Crystal and Feather Flame Stone?" Su Mo asked suddenly.

However, no one answered him because they were all staring at the crafting furnace desperately.

Only the old man got angrier when he heard him.

They would not have failed if Su Mo had not shown up; he was the one that should be blamed.

And now, he even wanted to ask for more materials? How dare he!

The old man suddenly turned toward Su Mo and was about to say something, but Su Mo stopped him.

"You can stop the explosion and save the weapon."

"What?" The old man was stunned, as were the rest of the craftsmen.

"Bold thief, how dare you destroy our craftsmanship and talk nonsense!"

Then, the old man immediately yelled, started his Dark Force, and was about to kill Su Mo.

"Believe it or not, you have five breaths worth of time before it explodes. After that, I can do nothing."

Su Mo spoke coldly. He did not want to help these people, he was doing this for himself.

If the furnace exploded, he could not get the Blood-striped Seeds easily. They would have a big fight and the Great would find out about it.

In that case, he was unsure if he would be able to get the Blood-striped Seeds.

Therefore, Su Mo had to help them stop the explosion.

According to the knowledge in Su Mo's head, those two things could stabilize the bow with gold property.

Moreover, they were normal materials that were easy to find.

"You are also a craftsman?"

The old man opened his eyes wide. Su Mo was right because he could also tell that the bow was going to explode.