Then, Murong Huai wrote down the gunpowder ratio on another piece of paper:
saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal in a ratio of 75%:10%:15%.
"Next, we'll equip the cannons with gunpowder and make the shells."
Murong Huai put down his pen, and before he knew it, several hours had passed.
It was getting late, so he lay down to rest.
...
——The next day.
Murong Huai got up early and started mixing gunpowder.
He planned to focus on manufacturing the Hongyi Cannons for the next few days.
A few days without cultivation wouldn't have much of an impact on him.
His priority now was to build the Hongyi Cannons.
He ground the three ingredients into granules, then mixed them in the correct proportions, stirred and shook them.
Murong Huai was very skilled at this, and in no time, a batch of gunpowder was ready.
"Holy Son, is this the black powder you mentioned?"
Tu Zhen asked, puzzled, seeing the powder that was different from ordinary gunpowder.
"Not bad, black powder. It's more powerful than ordinary gunpowder. Let's try it out."
Murong Huai said, picking up a portion of black powder, pouring it into a mold, pulling out a fuse, and placing it against the wall.
"Everyone, keep your distance, don't get too close!"
Murong Huai ordered the guards to retreat five or six meters away, then lit the fuse with a tinderbox.
The lead wire disappeared little by little, sinking into the mold.
Then, in less than three seconds, under Murong Huai's expectant gaze,
With a deafening boom, the mold exploded, sending a shockwave soaring into the sky.
"What is that?!"
"It seems to be coming from the backyard!"
"Oh no! Young Master is in danger!"
As the gunpowder exploded, the servants and maids in the Murong mansion activated their martial spirits and rushed towards the backyard.
It was surprising to see that dozens of servants and maids in the Murong mansion were all at least Soul Venerable level.
backyard,
The backyard was now a scene of utter devastation, with flowers blooming everywhere.
The walls where the gunpowder had been stored were reduced to rubble, and the air reeked of gunpowder.
A split second before the explosion, Tu Zhen had already positioned himself in front of Murong Huai, setting up a defensive barrier. Murong Huai was unharmed.
The other guards were not so lucky; they were all thrown away by the force of the explosion and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, they had moved five or six meters away beforehand, otherwise their armor would have been shattered.
Murong Huai was somewhat surprised by the power of the explosion.
"Goodness, how much gunpowder is this, yet it's so powerful?
Could it be that the environment in Douluo Continent is different, nourished by soul power, resulting in better quality raw materials?"
Fortunately, it was a success. Black powder has been successfully developed; its power is comparable to a Soul Master's self-destruction, right?
If the quantity is increased, the power should be even greater.
The power of even a single speck of gunpowder is terrifying; imagine the destructive power if a sufficient amount were used in conjunction with a Hongyi cannon… wow…
"Holy, Holy Son...this..."
Tu Zhen was also startled by the power of the black gunpowder. Just as he was about to say something, a beautiful figure appeared in the backyard, and the rest of the Murong family also rushed over.
The newcomer was Wu Qianyun. She glanced at the mess in the backyard, then looked at Murong Huai and said anxiously:
"Huai'er, what happened?
Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine, Mother. I was just researching gunpowder," Murong Huai said, shaking his head.
Upon hearing this, Wu Qianyun was taken aback and asked in confusion:
"Huh? Gunpowder?
You're saying this is gunpowder?
It's that powerful?"
"Yes, fireworks use ordinary gunpowder, but this is black powder, which is several times, even ten times, more powerful," Murong Huai explained, continuing:
"If we could build cannons and launch this gunpowder, it would be an absolute weapon of war."
Hearing Murong Huai's words, Wu Qianyun pondered for a moment.
She quickly realized the value of the black powder, glanced at the people around her, and then her soul power surged.
Eight soul rings, yellow, purple, and black, appeared in her hand, and the Nine Profound Sword materialized.
The pressure of a Soul Douluo suddenly erupted.
The guards and servants present were immediately forced to the ground.
Wu Qianyun looked at everyone coldly and said:
"From this moment forward, no one is permitted to leave the Murong residence until I return.
Anyone who disobeys will be executed on the spot!!"
"We will obey the Lord's orders."
"Yes, madam."
Then, Wu Qianyun withdrew her oppressive aura and looked at Murong Huai, saying:
"Huai'er, come with me to the Papal Palace in Tuzhen. Keep an eye on everyone here.
Anyone who dares to leave, kill them on sight!!"
"Yes, Palace Master Wu."
After saying that, Wu Qianyun hurriedly left with Murong Huai.
As a Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, Wu Qianyun had a very sharp eye and could see at a glance that the value of the black powder to the Spirit Hall was immeasurable.
If it weren't for the fact that everyone present was loyal to the Spirit Hall and the Murong family, she would have slaughtered them all without leaving a single one alive.
...,
Papal Palace.
"What?! Palace Master Wu, is this true?
You're saying the power of that gunpowder is comparable to a Soul Sect member's self-destruction?!"
Wu Qianyun brought Murong Huai to the Papal Palace and reported what had just happened to Qian Daoliu.
"Indeed, Your Holiness the Pope, I saw it with my own eyes."
"Yes, and the quantity isn't even the largest."
Murong Huai added, still looking at Qian Daoliu with some suspicion.
Murong Huai then took out a packet of gunpowder, followed by a tinderbox, and whispered:
"Um, how about we try another one, this time with a larger quantity?"
The group exchanged glances and nodded.
...,
Boom!!!
Smelling the lingering smell of gunpowder in the air, Qian Daoliu was also filled with astonishment.
Although the power wasn't particularly great, if every Spirit Hall soldier were equipped with it, then…
Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu looked at Murong Huai.
"Huai'er, is it possible to mass-produce this gunpowder?"
Murong Huai nodded: "Of course, the raw materials are not expensive, and mass production is not a problem.
If we can manufacture the Hongyi cannon I drew, the two combined will increase the power several times over, and it will be able to kill enemies from thousands of meters away."
"Red Barbarian Cannon, what is that?
To kill enemies from a kilometer away?"
Qian Daoliu asked in confusion.
"Hmm... it's a tool I designed that can project this gunpowder, and it can be mounted on a warship."
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's eyes lit up.
If this weapon could be mounted on warships, the success rate of attacking Seagod Island would be greatly increased.
After thinking for a moment, he said:
"Huai'er, are you sure this Hongyi cannon is that powerful?"
Murong Huai nodded, "As long as there are no manufacturing problems, it's definitely possible.
I've already drawn up the blueprints, but I haven't had time to have them made yet."
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu immediately said:
"Alright, in that case, your teacher will assign several master craftsmen and set up a separate workshop for you to help you forge this Hongyi cannon."
Qian Daoliu hadn't paid much attention to what Murong Huai had said before, thinking it was a joke.
But now that he had seen the power of gunpowder, he had to take it seriously.
If they could obtain this weapon of war, what did it matter if they lost a few warships?
"Thank you, teacher!" Murong Huai was overjoyed.
Qian Daoliu nodded, then, as if remembering something, said:
"By the way, does anyone else know about this?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Qianyun said:
"Your Holiness need not worry.
Those who know about this matter are subordinates of my Martial Soul Temple and servants of the Murong family, all of whom are trustworthy."
Hearing Wu Qianyun's words, Qian Daoliu nodded, "That's good.
Xiongshi, you will stay with Huai'er during this time and ensure his safety."
Upon hearing this, the Lion Douluo standing nearby immediately cupped his hands in greeting.
"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope."
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