"Hehe, this is only the initial level of the Halo of Dusk Stallion. It's still not that powerful. Once I reach True Martial Tier 5, I should be able to cultivate the second level of the Halo of Dusk Stallion!"
Wang Chong had no idea of the complicated thoughts going through Huang Qian-er's mind as he faintly smiled and spoke from atop his horse.
The first layer of the Halo of Dusk Stallion only required reaching the True Martial realm, but Wang Chong's current cultivation level could not satisfy the requirements for advancing to the second layer.
Instructor Zhao had been right when he had said that this supreme technique was very difficult to cultivate.
Whoosh!
As he was speaking, a howl of wind came from over his head. This sudden sound attracted the attention of both Wang Chong and Huang Qian-er.
The two raised their heads and saw a white carrier pigeon descending from the sky, flying toward Wang Chong.
"This is…"
Wang Chong's eyes widened as he subconsciously stretched out a hand, letting the carrier pigeon land on his hand. Untying the letter wrapped around the carrier pigeon's leg, Wang Chong glanced over, unable to suppress a smile.
"Good news really does come in waves."
Wang Chong's lips had curved into a joyful smile.
The letter had been written by Ablonodan and Arloja, but the news was about the distant Hyderabad mountains in Sindhu. With the gold sent over, their exchange had been completed.
After several months and an increase in production, the High Priest in Sindhu had prepared the one thousand jun of Hyderabad ore that Wang Chong required, and he had even sent them out as quickly as possible on their journey to the capital of the Great Tang.
There was a time difference between Hyderabad in Sindhu and the capital of the Great Tang.
From the date on the latter, this letter had been written more than a month ago. In other words, the convoy transporting the Hyderabad ore had set off twenty-some days ago.
It seemed like he would only have to wait about a month to receive the Hyderabad ore from Sindhu, even though it seemed like it wasn't a great amount.
But Wang Chong knew that this was probably the largest transaction for Hyderabad ore in the entire world at present.
Even the Abbasid Caliphate and Charax Spasinu, which were closer to the source, had probably not gotten as much as he had.
The production of this ore was far too low.
"…Everything is on the right track. As long as the Hyderabad ores arrive, I can forge at least one thousand Wootz Steel swords! This many swords is enough to equip an army and allow them to be used in actual combat!"
At this moment, Wang Chong was seated on the back of his horse, his hand tightly gripping the letter while his mind was in a state of utter satisfaction.
It had only been a short time since the Hyderabad ores had appeared.
In such a short time, he would be able to construct probably the highest number of Wootz Steel swords in all the country, even the world.
Before that powerful Mameluke army from his previous life had appeared, he had already taken the initiative. He already had the ability to create a small-scale Wootz Steel army of one thousand soldiers.
If these one thousand soldiers were put in an army of tens of thousands, a hundred thousand, or hundreds of thousands, they would not pose much of a threat.
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The Human Emperor (200-400)
FantasyNOT MINE. OFFLINE READING PURPOSE. Author:Huangfu Qi, 皇甫奇 Alternative names:Nhân Hoàng Kỷ, Ren Huang Ji, THE, The Records of the Human Emperor, 人皇纪 Source:StarveCleric Forcefully brought over from the modern world to an alternate world, Wang Chon...