In the Illustrious Realm of Jiangshan, beneath the blazing sun, the radiant sword blade refracted dazzling rays of light, with subtle patterns on its surface resembling dragon scales.
“This… is a famous weapon?”
“Judging from its quality, it truly belongs to the category of famous weapons. The materials used to forge this sword are beyond what many could handle, even the mystic weapons.”
“This sword is not just sharp; it should also possess divine essence and has the effect of linking to national fortune.”
“Even though it’s a famous weapon, ‘famous weapon’ is just its starting point. It’s like an infant just born—after nurturing, its potential is limitless!”
“It is capable enough to make it onto the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Fame Chart.”
Across the Imperial Capital, countless people gazed at the sword in Jiang Yu’s hand, each displaying different expressions.
“This sword is the most satisfactory creation from the Heavenly Sword Empress herself.”
Du Wufeng glanced at Li Mo, stepped forward, and returned to the judges’ panel in a single bound:
“I hope the Crown Prince can shine a light on this sword, allowing it to dazzle and occupy a place on the Divine Weapon List.”
“The sword hasn’t been named yet?”
“I’m only in charge of forging swords; I don’t decide the path it will take in the future.”
Jiang Yu gently caressed the long sword, as if he were touching smooth dragon scales:
“If that’s the case, then this sword shall be called the Zunlong.”
Buzz—
The sword hummed once again, accompanied by a slight vibration.
Du Wufeng frowned slightly, not saying a word.
“Ancestor, are you seriously giving the artisans a benchmark? Many of them probably can’t even lift a Forging Hammer now.”
Xie Xuan looked on with a face of bitter amusement.
In the square, having witnessed Du Wufeng forge a sword, many began to shake their heads and pack up their things.
Even before the competition started, quite a few had already withdrawn.
Because these people couldn’t even see the gap between themselves and Du Wufeng.
This just showed how far they were from the standards of this divine craftsman.
If that Zunlong Sword was a top-rated weapon, they couldn’t even forge a basic blade.
“To forge iron, one must be hard themselves.”
Du Wufeng shook his head, looking at Li Mo who stood out in the crowd.
Among all the craftsmen, he was the only one who brought two young ladies as assistants, creating a rather peculiar scene.
This kid…
Has he understood a thing or two?
Li Mo’s talent for hammering was unmatched in his lifetime.
But what he had just used was not only the shocking Nine Calamity Strength; it was also mixed with his forging spirit technique. It appeared to be unremarkable skill, yet its tracks were hard to detect, no less than comprehending a divine skill.
Du Wufeng’s gaze was piercing as he looked down.
“I hope you can learn a thing or two, heir to Tian Gong…”
“…..”
Also casting his gaze on Li Mo was a pair of dual pupils, alongside the feather-like elegance of Yu Yang.
“Crown Prince Brother, if he can forge famous weapons, that would be groundbreaking.”
Yu Yang raised her chin.
She still remembered the humiliation from a few days ago.
“When it comes time for the competition, that woman better not chop off the sword he forged with just a couple of swings.”
“I’ve already given them a chance.”
Jiang Yu nodded slightly, holding the long sword crafted by the divine craftsman; he couldn’t help but relax his brows.
After meeting Ying Bing that day, a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart.
Others might lose; he absolutely couldn’t afford a single loss.
Now, he had finally found a sword that matched the Sword Bone.
“Xie Xuan, let’s try swords after the conference.”
“Not going.”
Xie Xuan crossed his arms, pulling a face.
“Oh? Wind Moon Small Residence…”
“My Xie Xuan’s Sword Bone is as strong as they come; how could I be entrapped by beauty? They’re merely mere bones of beautiful faces!”
“?”
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……
“That sword seems a bit unhappy.”
Jiang Chulong pinched the fabric of her clothes, eyeing the divine craftsman’s hard work, murmuring.
“It doesn’t like its name?”
Li Mo subconsciously added.
“Brother Li, you can hear it too?” Little Jiang blinked her eyes hidden behind her glasses, looking pleasantly surprised.
“Yeah.”
Li Mo chuckled; actually, his hearing was quite different from Chulong’s.
“Is this Du the Divine Craftsman’s forging spirit technique?”
Ying Bing caught on.
“How well do you know me? You wouldn’t have known that I plan to forge a replica of Moonlight in the Midnight, would you?” Li Mo feigned surprise.
“I do know.”
Upon hearing this, a flicker of joy passed through Ying Bing’s eyes, though her face remained expressionless, and her shades only added to her icy demeanor.
Whoosh—
The flames of the forge suddenly surged, its intense heat sweeping over the entire square, igniting the attention of everyone present as they gazed at the Illustrious Realm.
The atmosphere was clearly set ablaze by the forge’s fire.
The host introduced the rules for this round:
“The materials for forging weapons this round come from the remains of weapons chosen from the Sword Grave. The quality and material vary greatly; you need to pick from the remains and reforge them to obtain the materials you need.”
“You have one hour; begin!”
In front of the square stood a mountain of weapons, shimmering coldly; these were the most outer sword remnants from the Sword Grave, with mostly average materials.
Of course, there were hidden treasures among them; it was essential to rely on keen sight to discern them.
As the words dropped, many craftsmen and their assistants rushed forward, fully showcasing the importance of the previous round.
Without a robust physique, it wasn’t easy to squeeze in…
“Look, the craftsmen are rushing in like wild dogs let loose, searching for materials!”
“But speed isn’t everything; picking early is worse than picking wisely. Who knows where those obscured precious materials will land?”
“Wait, why isn’t the God Hammer Little Overlord moving?”
Since Little Li had previously stolen the spotlight with an overwhelming performance, earning high ratings and being a Qianlong Fourth, many noticed that Li Mo, along with Ying Bing and Little Jiang, hadn’t moved at all.
“Are you not moving? It’s not like those remains can just walk over to you themselves!”
“The God Hammer Little Overlord is strong; I thought he would work with the weapons too.”
“Why bring Cold Fairy and that little girl along? Is this a children’s game or a weapon forging conference?”
“Darn it, while everyone else is scrambling for the remnants, he’s just holding Cold Fairy’s hand and hasn’t let go!”
The buzz in the square was relentless.
No one could deny that Cold Fairy was a dream for everyone—a stunning beauty, drawing everyone’s attention towards her.
In a cooking tournament, it’s fine if you’re not picking; I’m still treating you as dog food.
But this is a weapon forging conference!
If you’re not going to forge weapons, why even participate?
“Chulong, which weapon remnants sound the loudest?”
Li Mo disregarded the multitude of gazes and took out his forging tools as he asked.
“I can hear several.”
“Tell Sister Bing.”
So, Little Jiang leaned in to whisper something to Ying Bing.
Ying Bing nodded; her ice-like gaze seemed to see through the entire mountain of weapons.
She elegantly manifested a sword-finger gesture.
A tremor resonated from the mountain’s base, with numerous weapon fragments clattering to the ground, as if something was about to break free.
Whoosh—
A broken curved sword was seen flying over the heads of other blacksmiths and stopped right in front of Ying Bing.
“????”
