"The things here are over, let's go back immediately! Otherwise, later, he changes his mind and wants to go back with us again."
The Ou family sent a few of them here just to be spectators. Now that the leader of the martial arts alliance is elected, the subsequent events have nothing to do with them, so there is no need to stay here.
The middle-aged man took a few of his men and left quickly.
When they left a few minutes later, Yang Muze was already on his way to Ou's house.
He only said that he would not go there with the others, but he did not say that he would not go to Ou's house!
Something might have happened to the Ou family, but Yang Mu actually didn't care much about it. The most important thing he went to the Ou family this time was to ask Ou Zilin to help him shape the Moxing meteorite iron into the "Yam Luo Divine Needle".
It was around 10 a.m. the next day.
In the Ou Family Hall, a middle-aged foreigner sat at the main seat.
He is tall and burly, estimated to be over 1.9 meters tall, with curly blue hair. The well-trimmed beard on his face does not look sloppy at all, but adds a bit of elegance and masculinity to him. His appearance is not very handsome, but
A pair of extremely bright green eyes makes him a very conspicuous presence among the crowd.
Behind the foreign middle-aged man, there were several other foreigners standing.
These people vary in height, short, fat, and thin, but the same thing is that they all have an extremely fierce aura about them.
Sitting at the bottom are several key members of the Ou family, including Ou Zilin's cousin Ou Ziyu.
Ou Ziyu can be said to be the number two person in the Ou family now. Because the head of the family, Ou Zilin, is obsessed with sword making, he manages all the affairs of the Ou family.
Ou Ziyu not only has a distinguished status, but also has an extremely arrogant personality. However, at this moment, he occasionally looked at the foreign middle-aged man in charge, his eyes full of awe.
"Your Excellency Poseidon, you did not say before that you wanted me to hand over Ou Zilin to you! You only said that apart from the fact that we, the Ou family, need to forge weapons for you, you have no other requirements."
Ou Ziyu hesitated for a moment and said bravely.
When he first met this man who claimed to be one of the twelve main gods of the "Immortal Kingdom" - Poseidon, he didn't take him seriously.
The reason why he is filled with awe now is because he already understands how powerful the other party is.
If he wanted to kill several people from the Ou family present, including himself, it would probably only take one or two breaths.
With the absolute strength gap in front of him, he really couldn't stand up.
The middle-aged foreigner spoke Chinese very fluently and said calmly: "The reason why I ventured into China to find you is because I was defeated by a guy I hated before.
That guy's strength is about the same as mine, and the reason why he defeated me in the last contest was because he accidentally obtained a Chinese long sword named Tai'a."
"Taea sword?"
Ou Ziyu and several other members of the Ou family exclaimed.
The middle-aged foreigner said: "I asked someone to investigate and find out that the sword was made by the ancestors of your Ou family?"
Ou Ziyu nodded: "It is indeed the divine sword forged by our ancestors of the Ou family!"
The middle-aged foreigner said: "That's good. I came to China because I want your Ou family to help me forge a divine sword of the same level as the Tai'a sword!"
Ou Ziyu said awkwardly: "It's shameful to say that although the Ou family is still the best sword-making family in China, over the years, they have been ashamed of their ancestors and have never forged a divine sword again."
The foreign middle-aged man was still very calm after hearing this, and he had obviously investigated the situation of the Ou family very clearly.
"Ou Zilin is the only one who can possibly forge the divine sword, so I need to take him away. If any of you who are willing to cooperate can compare with him, why should I bother with him!"
The middle-aged foreigner sneered coldly and glanced at the few people from the Ou family present, with undisguised disdain in his eyes.
Ou Ziyu and others were embarrassed.
"But you should know very well that with his character, it is impossible for him to do anything for you!" Ou Ziyu said helplessly.
When middle-aged people come to Ou's house, the first person they look for is Ou Zilin.
Although Ou Zilin had some mental problems due to the failure in making the sword, he was still sober. After listening to the middle-aged man's self-introduction and purpose of visit, he didn't even bother to listen to the other person's promise of benefits, and just blasted him and told him to get out.
According to Ou Zilin, it is impossible for the Ou family to forge swords for foreigners!
What's more, he had heard of the bad reputation of "The Kingdom of the Immortal God". In his eyes, the bullshit "The Kingdom of the Immortal God" was, in the final analysis, a relatively powerful criminal organization, and none of them were good.
If you want him to help forge swords for the people of the Kingdom of the Immortal God, it would be better to kill him directly.
When the middle-aged man saw that there was no room for negotiation, he took the people away, but he didn't really go back. In a blink of an eye, he found Ou Ziyu.
After Ou Ziyu heard the other party's intention, he also immediately wanted to drive them away. However, a few words from the other party quickly made him feel shaken.
"You handle all the affairs of the Ou family, big and small, but you people in the ancient Chinese martial arts world only know the head of the Ou family, Ou Zilin. After all, you are just a foil. If you are not willing to be his foil forever, I can let you
You are justified in becoming the head of the Ou family."
The foreign middle-aged man obviously knew in advance that Ou Ziyu had longed for the position of head of the family for a long time. A few simple words hit the target, and Ou Ziyu could no longer say anything to drive people away.
"Do you want me to be the head of the Ou family? Let's talk about it."
When Ou Ziyu asked this question, the middle-aged foreigner smiled, knowing that everything was ultimately under his control.
His method is actually very simple, that is, let Ou Zilin take a special drug specially developed by the "Non-Death God Kingdom" and fall into a deep sleep.
As long as something happens to Ou Zilin, then Ou Ziyu will become the perfect candidate for the position of head of the family.
During this process, someone may notice something is wrong and he can help Ou Ziyu solve all the troubles.
Including if someone from the Ou family comes out to compete with Ou Ziyu for the position of head of the family, he can also help Ou Ziyu solve it.
So far, so good.
Until now, the middle-aged man asked him to take the sleeping Ou Zilin with him when he left.
The middle-aged man had contempt in his eyes. In his eyes, Ou Ziyu was not a partner at all, but just a puppet.
From now on, the entire Ou family will have to serve him obediently!
"To use your Chinese dialect, your character is indecisive! Now that you have taken action, you shouldn't be the least bit merciful.
I took Ou Zilin away to help you completely solve his problem. As for how to make him cooperate obediently, I have my own way, so I don't need to explain it to you."
He wants to take Ou Zilin away, not so much because he wants Ou Zilin to help him forge a divine sword, but rather because he wants to use the Chinese sword-making technology in Ou Zilin's mind and other technologies mastered by the 'Non-Death Divine Kingdom'
Combine them and see if we can develop something good.
Even if the cold weapon finally forged is much worse than the Tai'a sword, as long as it can be mass-produced, it will have a great impact on the "Nation of the Immortal God".
"I heard that China held an ancient martial arts conference some time ago, and two divine swords appeared. In the end, they both fell into the hands of a guy named Yang Mutian. Do you know where that guy is?"
The foreign middle-aged man asked in a deep voice, with a fierce look in his eyes, like a hunter asking where his prey was.
Instead of asking someone to forge a divine sword, it would obviously be faster to grab a ready-made one.