Chapter 25

Men like to discuss wars.

Mentioning wars inevitably brings up the recent unrest in Wutu.

Mentioning Wutu inevitably brings up Yongcheng, and with Yongcheng, there is the Lady Li Yunzi, and then things spiral out of control.

Once, she was too dazzling, a combination of wisdom, bravery, and beauty, illuminating the entire Zulong city-state. But during the pacification of Wutu, such an incident occurred.

"Once her reputation is tarnished, it's hard to command respect, and without respect, one cannot lead an army. The female warrior of Zulong city-state was thus pulled down from her pedestal by a commoner. Sigh." A refined young man holding a scroll sighed lightly, shaking his head as he looked at the group of young students spouting foul language.

Nan Lingsha, seeing more and more people in the book pavilion, glared fiercely at Zhu Minglang, as if to say, "I'll let you off today."

With her face veiled, people would only think she was a beauty.

Perhaps not many people had seen Li Yunzi up close; otherwise, the thin veil would hardly be enough to shield her from the gazes of those around her. As someone who looked exactly like her, Nan Lingsha would also have to stay out of sight.

Watching Nan Lingsha leave, Zhu Minglang began to ponder.

She seemed to be at the Dragon Taming Academy as well. How should he get along with this sister-in-law in the future?

To be honest, talking to her at such close range made Zhu Minglang's heart race. They were so similar that even now, he suspected whether Li Yunzi herself was using her sister's name to test him.

But the Lady should not do such childish things, right?

Sigh, seeing her twin sister was like seeing the beautiful Li Yunzi stand before him again, and he couldn't help but feel a bit nostalgic.

"What kind of person is Li Yunzi, really? Does she not kill me out of revenge, as Nan Lingsha said?"

Zhu Minglang couldn't read Li Yunzi's thoughts; she hid everything too deeply.

But no matter what, if fate was toying with the two of them, it shouldn't be borne by her alone. No matter how formidable she was, she had a vulnerable side.

He must quickly become a powerful dragon tamer. Whether Li Yunzi would take responsibility for him was one thing.

But if there was affection, he couldn't always hide behind her.

He needed to have the ability to take on that responsibility!

...

The abilities of a dragon tamer are not many. Without a dragon, a dragon tamer is not much stronger than ordinary soldiers.

The dragon is always the key for a dragon tamer.

Bai Qi's growth rate was rapid. By late autumn, it would advance to the growth stage, transforming into a true dragon with at least the strength of a dragon offspring.

But that's not enough.

Luo Xiao's gilded fire dragon is a dragon general, yet he still trembles in fear before the master of the Li family.

It's hard to say whether there are any dragon lords in this Zulong city-state, but there are definitely some dragon masters.

"Let's set a small goal: reach the dragon master level!" Zhu Minglang said to himself as he walked out of the book pavilion.

At this moment, the number of people entering and leaving the book pavilion was no longer small, and they all cast strange glances at him.

"Another one obsessed with raising dragons."

8

"Choosing a dragon is like gambling on a stone; many have been ruined, but I hope this student doesn't go to the high tower to ponder life..."

To think long-term, being so poor is not an option.

In fact, besides raising silkworms, Zhu Minglang had a family tradition of armor-making!

Armor, for ordinary people, is clothing, for the nobility, it is a huge war expense, and for dragons, it is a powerful protective gear during battles.

Like the small crocodile spirit, which already has a physical advantage, if it could be equipped with a heavy dragon armor, its initial powerful headbutt would be even stronger, easily piercing the belly of the violent catfish and completing the kill independently.

Dragon armor is extremely expensive. Most dragon tamers have already spent a lot of money on raising dragons, and even fewer can afford to equip their dragons with armor.

But to become an excellent dragon tamer, dragon armor is essential.

This not only enhances strength but also protects the dragon's life in critical moments.

Armor-making is also a family tradition of the Zhu family. The techniques are still fresh in his mind. As a son of the Zhu family, to spend a large sum of money on dragon armor in the future would be a disgrace to the ancestors!

He would make it himself.

And he could earn some gold and silver from it.

The Dragon Taming Academy did not have a forge, and Fengdi Town seemed to lack a proper forge as well. He would have to go to the prosperous inner walls of the Zulong city-state.

Going there in the early morning and returning at night, he would first cast some armor for the nobles. Once the materials were ready and his skills were honed, he would cast a heavy crocodile dragon armor for Hei Ya!

...

Following the plan, he went to the Zulong city-state in the early morning and returned to the dormitory at night, exhausted.

On the first day of casting, Zhu Minglang felt his hands, feet, and waist were about to break. After living a leisurely life for a few years, his strength was far from what it used to be. Relearning this family tradition almost cost him his life.

Zhu Minglang had to admit that for a moment, he considered the proposal from the peach seller, Fang Nian Nian...

She secretly told him the secret phrase for the pleasure boat: "Afu, I don't want to struggle anymore."

On the second day, Zhu Minglang made a choice between the luxurious pleasure boat by the river and the forge. In the end, he dragged his sore body to become an apprentice in the forge.

Although Zhu Minglang came from a family of armor-makers, he had no interest in it from a young age. It seemed his family had foreseen that he would be a troublemaker and forced all the armor-making techniques into his mind. Now, he was truly grateful to those insightful elders.

But like any other craft, armor-making requires not only high-level skills but also skilled hands and the physical strength to handle the intensity.

Zhu Minglang had to start as an apprentice and slowly regain the feel of this craft.

And he needed to quickly learn to cast a complete set of heavy dragon armor. He didn't have much time to slowly hone his skills; he had to practice with higher intensity than when he first learned the craft.

On the third day, he continued!

A sharp sword comes from honing, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from enduring the cold. He must uphold his moral底线!

If he didn't regain this skill, his current situation would really force him to sell his youthful good looks!

...

Time passed quickly. After half a month as an armor-making apprentice, Zhu Minglang gradually regained some of his old skills.

Now he could cast a complete set of armor for soldiers, which meant he could earn some money from this hard labor.

Of course, the profit from soldier armor was too low.

To make fine armor and sell it to soldiers and nobles would be enough to cover his current expenses.

As for making dragon armor, that would be the path to wealth!

...

As autumn approached, Zhu Minglang had not gone to the city-state forge these past few days.

It wasn't that he was deliberately slacking off, but he had promised Teacher Duan Lan to go with her to stir up the clouds... uh, to bring rain!

This was a field trip, apparently to a city to the east, a long journey that required some preparation.

This time, the participants were not the students still at the dragon gate but true dragon tamer students, those who already had true dragons!