Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160: Chapter 110: The New Emperor Faints at the Palace Gate! The Evil Guest Returns! _3

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The rhythmic sound of hammering echoed in the mountain cave, uninterrupted, as muscular men with bare upper bodies struck iron blocks. Sweat dripped from their skin, yet not a single one dared slack off.

Because beside them, black-clad martial artists with cold, indifferent gazes were watching like hawks.

Anyone who dared show signs of laziness or carelessness was immediately met with a vicious whip strike. A whip drenched in saltwater was enough to teach them the true meaning of pain, leaving their skin torn and flesh exposed.

"Work harder for me!"

"If I don’t see 300 sets of heavy armor within six months, watch out for your heads!"

"Meet the quota, and I promise you’ll return home safe!"

A cold voice rang out in the cave. A burly man dressed in green paced continuously, his sharp, hawk-like eyes scanning every corner as his cropped mustache trembled faintly.

It was none other than Leng Yun, Wind Hall Master of the Black Sand Gang.

With their safety tied directly to their performance, the blacksmiths immediately redoubled their efforts.

Nearby, a subordinate, adept at reading expressions, quickly said:

"Master Hall, the temperature here is far too high. You should wait above while we handle everything here. Rest assured, these people won’t cause trouble."

Leng Yun nodded slowly.

Although he was in the Blood Refining Realm and impervious to both heat and cold, the underground cave’s suffocating environment was far from pleasant.

"Keep a close watch. There must not be a single mistake. This task is crucial to the great ambitions of our Black Sand Gang. If anyone dares slack off... you know what to do."

"Yes, yes—don’t you worry, Master Hall!"

Leng Yun stepped out of the underground cavern, where someone was already waiting for him outside—a rugged-faced man with a pair of meteor hammers slung on his shoulders.

Leng Yun immediately broke into a laugh: _{freewebnøvel.com}

"Han, Great Gang Leader, what brings you here today?"

Han Lu roared with laughter:

"Don’t tease me, old friend! This time, I’m here to fetch an early batch of heavy armor. The boss is pressing me hard."

Laughing, he gave Leng Yun a hearty punch.

Although the two hadn’t been close initially, Leng Yun had gone out of his way to assist during the hunt for Du Jiangbo. Han Lu owed him a favor, which gradually fostered their camaraderie. Otherwise, the important task of forging heavy armor wouldn’t have landed in Leng Yun’s lap.

But upon hearing Han Lu’s words, Leng Yun’s face darkened.

"Han Lu, forging operations here have only just begun. Blacksmiths are limited in number—forcing them to work 12 hours nonstop still wouldn’t be fast enough. Unless... we get the gang leader to capture more smiths?"

Han Lu shook his head and replied:

"That’s not an option. We managed to snatch a batch of blacksmiths last time by exploiting the chaos during the siege. If we grab too many, Liu Yuanhu might catch on and start preparing—a hassle we don’t want."

"The boss has already ordered that future captures must be sparsely spread out to minimize suspicion."

Forging heavy armor is a crime punishable by extermination of one’s entire clan. Suffice to say, appropriating the iron mines alone had cost the Black Sand Gang incredible effort.

Though the gang cared little about such crimes, any premature discovery by enemies would foil their plans to deploy the armor as a surprise attack.

Leng Yun grew irritable and exclaimed:

"This won’t work, that won’t work—we’re under constant pressure! Might as well kill me and be done with it!"

Han Lu threw an arm around Leng Yun’s shoulder and grinned: