Chapter 343: Chapter 343: Bright Silver Coiling Dragon Spear
"Hiss—"
Lu Zheng took a sharp breath.
High Mountain Master is named Gao Xiu, a woman, standing at two meters tall, with broad shoulders, long legs, a robust physique, clad in iron armor, and a black cloak draped over her back.
With straight eyebrows, almond eyes, and a wide mouth, she certainly isn’t considered beautiful, but her face is dignified, exuding a fierce heroic spirit akin to a woman with the demeanor of a man.
Truly worthy of being likened to a Black Bear Spirit, she seems even more imposing than Hu Yijun!
High Mountain Master’s husband is a mortal named Wang Muran, dressed in a simple white Confucian robe, with a refined appearance and silver strands at his temples. Although he is a whole head shorter than High Mountain Master, his Confucian aura is rather distinguished.
Lu Zheng heard from Hu Yijun that this scholar, despite his limited potential, managed to enter the path of cultivation thanks to the vast resources allocated by High Mountain Master. Although he couldn’t hope for eternal youth, living an additional twenty years to die peacefully at a hundred without ailments is quite achievable.
As for High Mountain Master’s daughter, Gao Junyu...
Standing at 1.8 meters, with shoulders like a tiger and arms like an ape, a wasp waist and leopard legs, a heroic face, and eyes like an eagle.
To speak of beauty, she is certainly prettier than High Mountain Master, but she radiates even more heroic spirit, the kind that induces a sense of intimidation in the average man.
Also clad in iron armor, her cloak is bright red, trailed by a maid holding a long spear.
At a glance, judging by appearance and presence alone, Lu Zheng felt that Hua Mulan and Mu Guiying would be much like this; yet it was unclear if this young lady’s mind and will were equally strong.
Lu Zheng cupped his hands to greet the two, "I have seen High Mountain Master, I have seen Mr. Wang."
They returned the salute, then Gao Junyu stepped forward with curiosity, "I have seen Mr. Lu."
"Hello, Miss Gao." Lu Zheng nodded, glanced at the maid behind her with a long spear in hand, then patted a gourd, whereupon a Bright Silver Coiling Dragon Spear appeared in his hand.
"It’s our first meeting, and I don’t have any Spiritual Objects or Magical Treasures, but I’ve heard you practice Martial Dao and are skilled with long weapons. I have a Mortal Item spear here that should serve you well for a while."
When Lu Zheng previously wanted to custom order Hou Ping’s staff, the owner of the Ten Thousand Ridges Ancient Sword Hall could no longer take the order.
However, Lu Zheng bought many weapons there, becoming an esteemed customer and a friend, joining his circle.
This led to an introduction into a circle focused on the ultimate performance of cold weapons, where factories manufacturing them even access the latest advanced steel from the military.
Sturdy! Tough!
Wear-resistant! Impact-resistant! Explosive-resistant!
Unless clashing directly with True Qi-imbued flying swords or magical treasures, this is the top-class of Mortal Item weapons.
Hou Ping’s staff and various weapons for the Eighteen Peach Blossom Celestial Maidens were all custom ordered from this factory.
When Lu Zheng helped the Eighteen Peach Blossom Celestial Maidens order weapons, he ordered many at once—just in case they might be needed in the future.
Like right now!
The spear shaft is 1.8 meters, the spearhead is 1.2 feet, entirely bright silver, with dense fish scale patterns on the shaft to prevent slipping.
At the junction of the spear shaft and head is a coiling dragon, its tail on the shaft, head on the blade, eyes glaring, teeth bared.
The spearhead has been sharpened, catching the sunlight with a gleam that enraptures the heart.
Gao Junyu’s breath halted for a moment; when had she ever seen such a magnificent spear?
Discarding her slight disdain for Lu Zheng’s cultivation in an instant, Gao Junyu swallowed in excitement, almost reaching out but instead looking back at her parents.
But before she could see their expressions, Lu Zheng had already handed the spear to her.
"Why look at them? I am Hu Zhou’s teacher, akin to an elder, and it’s said one shouldn’t refuse a gift from an elder. This is my greeting gift; just accept it. What does this have to do with your parents?"
Gao Junyu blinked, her mind a bit muddled, not fully understanding, wanting to return the spear yet reluctant.
Gao Xiu laughed heartily, "Mr. Lu is truly straightforward; we won’t be polite, then. Junyu, thank Master Lu quickly!"
Wang Muran stroked his beard with a smile, "One shouldn’t refuse a gift from an elder? Well said."
Hu Yijun, also stroking his beard, smiled beside them, feeling quite proud.
Gao Junyu, delighted, quickly grasped the spear in reverse, bowed, "Junyu thanks Master Lu for the weapon!"
"Master—"
Hu Zhou suddenly felt his Brocade Spring Saber pale in comparison.
Lu Zheng turned back, blinking his left eye.
Hu Zhou was taken aback, then immediately understood, a smile appearing on his face, remaining silent.
...
Lu Zheng sat down, and the group sent Gao Junyu and Hu Zhou out on a stroll, continuing to discuss their wedding date.
They finally agreed on October 10th, six months later, an auspicious date.
"You must come, Younger Brother Lu and Miss Liu!" Hu Yijun said.
"Naturally, we will definitely come." Lu Zheng replied with a smile.
Wang Yuzhi nodded repeatedly, her gratitude towards Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan deepening, finding a husband and now her son marrying—two years ago, she would not have even dared to dream of such days.
After setting the wedding plans, they engaged in casual conversation, with Wang Muran talking about articles upon noticing Lu Zheng’s Confucian robe.
Fortunately, with the accumulation of Light of Fortune, Lu Zheng had settled down to read some of this world’s Confucian literature. Though not highly interested, he could still converse a bit with Wang Muran.
Soon, the sound of fighting and cheers came from outside.
This is...
Gao Xiu shook her head, "It must be my daughter, excited to test her new weapon."
Wang Yuzhi’s complexion changed, fearing it might involve her own son. Previously, she had gauged Gao Junyu’s actions, hopefully, it wouldn’t be too intense this time.
She wasn’t concerned about her son losing; she just feared Hu Zhou might accidentally get injured.
Although she knew that with Hu Zhou’s cultivation, even a minor injury would heal swiftly, what mother wishes to see her son hurt?
Noticing Wang Yuzhi’s reaction, Wang Muran smiled, "Let’s go have a look!"
They exchanged smiles, rose in unison, and stepped out of the main hall of the cave dwelling, immediately seeing the platform square halfway up the mountain.
Sure enough, it was Gao Junyu and Hu Zhou sparring!
Hu Zhou wielded his saber single-handedly, moving nimbly, the blade wind howling, a faint tiger’s roar.
Gao Junyu stood firm at the center, waving her Bright Silver Coiling Dragon Spear like a dragon.
The two seemed like dragon and tiger, the tiger pouncing across the mountain, the dragon perched upon the mountain peak.
One attacked, the other defended, alternating intricately, locked in a stalemate.
Wang Yuzhi let out a breath of relief.
Wang Yuzhi lacked the cultivation and keen sight, unable to discern, but the others could clearly see, despite the seemingly equal situation, Hu Zhou was entirely suppressed by Gao Junyu.
Their movements were evasive, having no choice but to dodge.
The whistling blade wind couldn’t even touch Gao Junyu.
Defeat was only a matter of time.
Indeed, after a few exchanges, Gao Junyu diverted the Brocade Spring Saber with a thrust, then speared like an icy, fiery venomous dragon, reaching Hu Zhou’s chest instantly.
The battle was over!