For the Profession's reward sphere.

Zhou Huai had no choice but to hold his nose and arrange for Ouyezi to make a trip to Skyfire City.

Chairman Gu Yan of the Donghai City Blacksmiths' Association attached an unimaginable level of importance to this matter.

On the day of departure, he not only personally saw Ouyezi off to the car.

He also specifically arranged a fifteen-person team of Professionals to escort the car throughout the journey.

This escort team's lineup was quite impressive.

Their average Rank was above twenty-five, and the leader was a Rank thirty A-Class Professional.

Zhou Huai, on his side, also sent Xiang Yu to be Ouyezi's personal bodyguard.

This Clone of Ouyezi could be revived if it died.

However, his identity as a Forging Master, which he had painstakingly cultivated for so long, could not be lost.

It was always better to be careful.

The convoy, a magnificent procession, drove out of Donghai City.

Inside the car, Assistant Lin Wei held the steering wheel, her expression focused.

Xiang Yu, like a silent iron tower, sat beside Ouyezi, eyes closed in meditation.

Lin Wei observed Xiang Yu carefully through the rearview mirror.

The man was merely resting his eyes, yet she felt as if the air in the car had solidified.

It was as if a primeval beast, ready to devour, was napping in the back seat.

Is this guy the bodyguard that Great Master Ouyezi found?

Lin Wei was puzzled.

She had been with Ouyezi the longest and knew the Great Master's temperament best.

He stayed indoors all day.

Aside from resting, he was forging.

His social circle was pitifully small; apart from her and Chairman Gu Yan, he had almost no social interactions.

Where did he find such a terrifyingly powerful friend?

Just as Lin Wei was lost in thought, Xiang Yu, who had been napping in the back seat, suddenly opened his eyes.

In his double pupils, lightning seemed to flash.

He coldly glanced at Lin Wei.

“Hmph.”

A cold snort, like a heavy hammer, struck Lin Wei's heart.

She shivered in fright, her small face instantly turning pale, and she quickly averted her gaze, no longer daring to peek.

This guy... so fierce.

Time slowly passed amidst Lin Wei's constant apprehension.

After a full day's journey, as dusk began to fall, the convoy from Donghai City finally arrived at its destination.

Skyfire City.

The vehicles slowly drove into the city.

Unlike the modern prosperity of Donghai City, Skyfire City was more like a city of steel, full of industrial atmosphere.

Along the streets, huge gears and steam pipes were visible everywhere as decorations.

In the air, there was a faint smell of coal mixed with engine oil.

Perhaps due to the approaching Divine Smith Grand Ceremony, the entire city was adorned with lights and decorations, bustling with activity.

Both sides of the road were hung with colorful flags.

On the streets, there were also many scantily clad dancers, performing passionate and uninhibited dances on makeshift stages.

This formed the unique culture of Skyfire City.

The convoy drove through the city's central plaza.

Zhou Huai looked through the car window and saw a huge statue, dozens of meters tall.

It was an old man holding a hammer, with resolute eyes.

He stood in the center of the plaza, overlooking the entire city.

Presumably, this was the legendary Divine Craftsman Mo Qinghai from a century ago.

Half an hour later, the convoy stopped at the entrance of an extremely luxurious hotel. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

As soon as Ouyezi got out of the car.

A man in a sharp suit, with meticulously combed hair, quickly came forward to greet him.

He wore a professional standard smile and bowed slightly.

“Presumably, you are Great Master Ouyezi from Donghai City?”

“You've had a long and tiring journey; it must have been hard.”

“The hotel has arranged everything for you and your team; please follow me.”

At this moment, far away in the Secret Realm, Zhou Huai, who was controlling Yasuo to supervise members leveling up, received a System notification.

He immediately shifted his consciousness to Ouyezi's body.

Zhou Huai looked at the polite man in front of him and nodded slightly.

“Thank you for your trouble.”

The group quickly settled in.

The arrangements made by the Tianhuo City Forging Association were indeed grand.

They were staying in Skyfire City's most luxurious hotel, and everyone had their own independent room.

Once everything was settled, the man in the suit politely said to Ouyezi.

“Great [N O V E L I G H T] Master Ouyezi, tonight at eight, Great Master Mo has arranged a welcome banquet for all the Forging Masters who have traveled from afar.”

“The banquet hall is on the third floor of the hotel; please be sure to attend.”

Zhou Huai checked the time; there was only half an hour left until the banquet began.

So he asked the man to directly arrange for someone to take him there.

This time, Zhou Huai only brought Xiang Yu.

As for the escort team sent by Gu Yan, he told them to stay in their rooms and rest.

Taking the elevator, they arrived on the third floor.

The moment the elevator doors opened, a wave of noisy heat rushed out.

Inside the banquet hall, lights blazed brightly, and voices buzzed.

Well-dressed men and women, in groups of three or five, held wine glasses and conversed loudly.

Zhou Huai's gaze swept across the hall.

He found that the Forging Masters here were somewhat different from what he had imagined.

Many of them were burly, with knotted muscles on their arms, clearly accustomed to working with hammers and furnaces all year round.

Among them, there were even quite a few female Forging Masters.

They also wore elegant evening gowns, yet they could not conceal their sense of strength.

Their bronze skin and firm muscle lines, paired with evening gowns, not only lacked aesthetic appeal but also conveyed a strange sense of incongruity.

Zhou Huai silently controlled Ouyezi to walk into the venue.

He casually found an unoccupied corner and sat down, while Xiang Yu stood silently behind him like a door god.

Ouyezi might have been somewhat famous in the Donghai City area.

But at this banquet, full of Great Masters, he seemed rather insignificant.

Coupled with his reclusive nature, almost no one had ever seen his true face.

Therefore, when this young man walked in, he did not attract anyone's attention.

Most people simply assumed he was a Disciple brought by some Forging Master, here to broaden his horizons.

Naturally, no one actively approached him to chat.

Zhou Huai was happy to enjoy the peace.

He picked up a glass of juice and began to savor it on his own.

“Great Master Ouyezi? You're finally here!”

A familiar voice sounded beside him.

Zhou Huai turned his head to look.

The person who had arrived was precisely the middle-aged man he had met a few days ago in Donghai City.

His surname seemed to be Tian.

The man quickly walked to the table, a warm smile on his face.

“Great Master Ouyezi, we meet again.”

“Allow me to formally introduce myself, I am Tian Guang, one of the supervisors of the Tianhuo City Forging Association.”

He first introduced himself, then bowed slightly, a hint of apology on his face.

“Last time in Donghai City, our Young Miss was rather offensive; I hope the Great Master will not take offense.”

“That girl is named Mo Yuwei, she is Chairman Mo's granddaughter, spoiled by her family since she was young, and a bit arrogant, but she truly meant no harm.”

Zhou Huai waved his hand, indicating it was fine.

“I didn't take it to heart.”

Seeing this, Tian Guang breathed a sigh of relief.

He continued.

“Oh, by the way, Great Master Ouyezi, after the banquet, please stay for a moment.”

“Great Master Mo... wishes to meet you personally.”

Zhou Huai couldn't help but inwardly complain upon hearing this.

This Great Master Mo, he wouldn't actually want to take me as his Disciple, would he?

Just then, a small commotion erupted at the entrance of the banquet hall.

A man, surrounded by a crowd, slowly walked in.

The man appeared to be in his thirties, dressed in a white robe embroidered with gold thread, with a distinctive small mustache beneath his nose.

He wore a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes revealed an undeniable arrogance.

With his arrival, the atmosphere of the entire banquet hall instantly reached its climax.

Countless Forging Masters, both men and women, immediately put down their wine glasses and eagerly went to greet him.

Their faces were plastered with fawning smiles, surrounding the white-robed man like stars orbiting the moon.

“Great Master Nakamura! You've finally arrived!”

“It's been a long time, Great Master Nakamura, you haven't lost your charm!”

“I heard you recently successfully forged another Epic-Rank equipment; congratulations!”

Zhou Huai looked at the scene and, quite surprised, asked Tian Guang beside him.

“Who is that person? He's so popular?”

Tian Guang followed his gaze, a complex expression on his face, and then politely explained.

“You are far away in Donghai City, so you might not know him well.”

“This is Nakamura Shin'ichiro, the most talented Forging Genius in Sakura Country, an S-Class Profession, a Divine Fire Craftsman.”

Zhou Huai was stunned.

He subconsciously blurted out.

“Little Devil?”