The Human Emperor (1-200)

C68: Tuoba Guiyuan!

“What’s your name?”

Wang Chong asked.

“I am Tuoba Guiyuan! Gongzi, you can address me as Zhang Guiyuan as well!”

Kneeling on the floor, Tuoba Guiyuan said.

“It’s him!”

Hearing those words, Wang Chong’s heart jolted. He stared at the full-bearded brawny man in shock. Wang Chong wasn’t acquainted with Tuoba Guiyuan in his previous life, but he has heard of his name.

In his previous life, he was the most famous swordsmith in the Central Plains who rose near the very end. He didn’t join any single influence, rejecting even the Zhang, Lu, Cheng, and Huang Clan. This had angered the prestigious clans, causing them to oppress him.

But with his own capability, this man created a footing for himself in the capital. His swords, marked with the word ‘Guiyuan’, could easily be sold at a price several folds more than that of the prestigious swordsmithing clans.

Before the catastrophe struck, he was the publicly accepted number one swordsmith of the Great Tang! When the Wootz steel weapons grew fame, his greatest achievement was to craft the ‘Guiyuan Sword’ which even Wootz steel sword couldn’t shatter easily. What made that feat even more impressive was that it was made of ordinary materials.

The only problem was that the crafting of the sword required great skills and contained many complex sequences. As such, even Tuoba Guiyuan himself wasn’t able to produce many of those swords successfully.

Alas, before he could come up with a perfect sword that could withstand the Wootz steel sword and be mass produced, the catastrophe struck.

Wang Chong couldn’t have imagined that the person kneeling before him was the future number one swordsmith of the world!

“Ssss!”

Wang Chong took in a deep breath. This was truly an unexpected reward! It seemed like the ‘Number One Sword in the World’ challenge which he had started didn’t just attract the prestigious clans and weapon traders, it even brought this future number one swordsmith to him.

This wasn’t something Wang Chong could have imagined possible.

One has to know that Tuoba Guiyuan was fiery-tempered. He was as though a wild and obstinate horse, impossible to be tamed by any of the clans. The fact that he had rejected the recruitment from the various swordsmithing clans proved testimony to this.

If not for Wang Chong’s hunger marketing at the Bluebottle Pavilion, he might have lost this chance to associate with the future number one swordsmith!

“This is too surprising! Even though I have forged the Wootz steel sword, it is based on the memories of my previous life, and swordsmithing isn’t my main occupation either. If I were to take him in, he’ll definitely relief me of my burden!”

Wang Chong’s heart was still beating wildly. He was already prepared to agree to the other party’s request, and his true identity came as a pleasant surprise to him.

If the future number one swordsmith were to assist him, he would be able to devote more of his attention to his future plans. It was impossible for there to be a better candidate than Tuoba Guiyuan.

“Stand up!”

Wang Chong said.

“Gongzi, I beseech you to agree to my request!”

Tuoba Guiyuan said determinedly, refusing to stand up.

“I agree to your request.”

Wang Chong said.