“Sir Mi, what did that bastard Yao Buqi say?” Shi Songtao, standing outside the door, said indignantly when he saw Mi Ziwen come out.

That bastard Yao Buqi actually dared to look down on me. I, the deputy pavilion master, am the second… third… alright, maybe the fourth person in charge!

In any case, he’s just a captive. What right does he have to look down on me?

I’ll teach him a lesson sooner or later!

“Let’s not talk about that first, Deputy Pavilion Master Shi. Let me ask you. Can we disturb Second Brother’s forging?” Mi Ziwen said solemnly.

“If it’s really urgent, yes,” Shi Songtao said. “Does Yao Buqi truly have important information?”

“Yeah.” Mi Ziwen nodded. “Let’s go find Second Brother together.”

Mi Ziwen headed to the forging room with Shi Songtao.

The Huaxia Pavilion’s Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament branch occupied an extremely large area. Especially after several expansions, the area surrounded by the high walls had already reached nearly six square kilometers.

The forging room had always been the most important place in this camp. No one was allowed to approach it at will.

As long as there was no battle, Mei Wushang and the others would stand guard outside the forging room.

Mi Ziwen and Shi Songtao walked all the way to the forging room. Shi Songtao first knocked on the door and confirmed that Zhou Shu was not at the critical point of forging before telling him what was going on.

“Come on in.” Zhou Shu’s voice sounded.

Shi Songtao pushed open the door and invited Mi Ziwen into the forging room.

In the forging room, Zhou Shu’s hands were red like flames as he constantly smelted forging materials.

Mi Ziwen was not ignorant. He had seen Forging Masters and even Grand Craftsmen forge weapons.

But this scene of forging with bare hands still shocked him.

Shi Songtao was used to it. “Pavilion Master, Yao Buqi suddenly said that he wants to see you. He said that he has something urgent to report. I asked him, but he didn’t tell me—”

“Second Brother,” Mi Ziwen said. “Yao Buqi’s identity is extraordinary!”

“I know that,” Zhou Shu said calmly.

Yao Buqi’s identity was definitely not ordinary. Just like Yao Qing and Yao Ji, he was a first-rank demonic beast, but he had a void beast.

Moreover, he had captured Yao Buqi alive, and people kept coming to save him. No one clamored to avenge any of the other first-rank demonic beasts that had died at Zhou Shu’s hands.

All the signs showed that Yao Buqi was definitely not an ordinary first-rank demonic beast.

“Uh…” Mi Ziwen choked and smiled wryly. “Yao Buqi said he wants to use a secret in exchange for his freedom.”

“In his dreams,” Zhou Shu said. “He’s a prisoner. What right does he have to name any conditions with us?”

“Exactly. He hasn’t figured out his own situation. We’ve given him too much preferential treatment!” Shi Songtao echoed.

“I know that too.” Mi Ziwen smiled bitterly. “But Yao Buqi is the son of a demon king of the Demon Realm. The demon kings of the Demon Realm are similar to the emperors of the Ten Nations. The secrets he can come into contact with are definitely extraordinary.

“And he said that the secret he has is related to the Ten Imperial Cauldrons!”

“The imperial cauldrons?” Zhou Shu frowned.

The Ten Imperial Cauldrons were closely related to this Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament space and also related to the barrier between the Ten Nations Continent and the Demon Realm.

“Did he say exactly what the secret was?” Zhou Shu asked.

“No, he said he could only tell you,” Mi Ziwen said. “But he said that this matter concerns the survival of the Ten Nations. I think it’s better to believe it to be the truth than not.”

Mi Ziwen didn’t know much about the imperial cauldrons. He had only just learned of their existence before entering the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

But just now, Yao Buqi had told him a lot about the imperial cauldrons. This was why he believed in Yao Buqi.

How could he not believe Yao Buqi when he had said so much about the imperial cauldrons, which he himself didn’t even know?

“He really thinks he’s somebody,” Zhou Shu said angrily.

“Okay, I’ll hear what he has to say.

“Deputy Pavilion Master, bring Yao Buqi over.”

Shi Songtao nodded and got up to leave.

Mi Ziwen didn’t leave. Instead, he sat at the side and watched Zhou Shu forge.

Zhou Shu didn’t mind and continued with his work. The black-grade Great Destroyer Sword was gradually taking shape. In a few days, he should be able to complete it.

Shi Songtao was very quick. Before long, he brought Yao Buqi over.

“You have something to tell me?” Zhou Shu said without looking up.

“Yes! King of the South, what I have to say is very confidential. Are you going to dismiss everyone?” Yao Buqi glanced at Shi Songtao before speaking.

“Say it if you want. If not, get lost,” Zhou Shu said coldly.

Yao Buqi: “…”

This wasn’t what he had expected.

Didn’t this general kick Shi Songtao out before?

Yao Buqi didn’t know why, but he just didn’t like Shi Songtao.

It might also be because Shi Songtao, an existence that was like an ant in his eyes, actually dared to order him around…

“I—”

“You what?” Zhou Shu said coldly, “If it’s nothing important, don’t waste my time. Am I being too lenient with you? If you think you have nothing to do, go to the back of the mountain and mine!”