1517 Feng Feng
'Not only did you disturb my slumber, you even dared to dirty his room with your filthy bodily fluid! I should turn you into roasted at!' The phoenix continued, even threatening to kill her.
Zi Xuan eventually snapped out of her daze and gritted her teeth before responding, 'As if a beast would understand human love! Once we beco lovers, I will dirty his room with my bodily fluid every day!'
The phoenix's golden flas suddenly flared up, turning it into a bright sun that colored the entire world golden.
"YOU AND I CANNOT COEXIST! ONE OF US WILL PERISH TODAY, AND IT WILL BE YOU!" It scread in a chilling voice, causing the entire world to tremble.
Seeing this, Tian Qiyuan spoke up, "Don't be rude to our guest, Feng Feng."
"..."
After a mont of silence, the phoenix slowly cald down. Yet, Zi Xuan could still feel its killing intent being directed at her.
"Feng Feng." Tian Qiyuan called her out again.
"Hmph."
The phoenix eventually stopped caring about Zi Xuan.
Zi Xuan's entire back was soaked in sweat after her confrontation with the phoenix.
Seeing her nervous expression, Tian Qiyuan said, "Her na's Feng Tianru, but I call her Feng Feng since it has a nice ring to it. She was just a baby phoenix when I first found her, and she was injured, so I treated her. Since then, she's been following like a pet. I think we were destined to et."
"Don't call a pet!" Feng Tianru shouted at him.
"As you have experienced yourself, her temper is as fiery as her body of flas." Tian Qiyuan chuckled.
"Anyway, enough chitchat. There's a lot of work to be done. Feng Feng, let's get started."
Tian Qiyuan walked to the anvil before using Qi Manifestation to place one of the materials on it.
He retrieved a black and golden hamr and said, "Whenever you're ready."
A few monts later, Feng Tianru flapped her wings, spewing a waterfall of golden flas not just on the anvil but on Tian Qiyuan's figure as well, engulfing him in flas.
"What the fu—?!"
Zi Xuan's heart nearly jumped out of her chest when she saw this scene. However, she quickly realized that Tian Qiyuan was unhard when she started hearing the sound of a hamr striking tal.
Clang. Clang. Clang.
A rhythmic sound filled the world with ripples appearing after every sound.
Before Zi Xuan realized it, her heartbeat had synchronized with the rhythm of Tian Qiyuan's hamring, filling her very existence with a sense of harmony.
Feng Tianru continued to shower Tian Qiyuan and the anvil with golden flas.
A few hours later, Tian Qiyuan moved another material to the anvil without stopping his hamr even a split second.
Ten hours… twenty hours… fifty hours…
Zi Xuan stood transfixed, her eyes glued to Tian Qiyuan's handso figure, her heart swelling with a sense of wonder as the hours ticked by.
Seven days passed in a blur, and the sound of tal being hamred never stopped. Not even for a second.
"You can stop now." Tian Qiyuan said to Feng Tianru, who imdiately stopped producing flas for the first ti in seven days.
Once the flas dispersed and Tian Qiyuan's figure erged, his entire body was drenched in sweat, but there was not a single injury on his body. In fact, his physique looked even better than before.
He turned to look at Zi Xuan, who looked like she was on the verge of lunging at him like a rabbit in heat.
If it weren't for Feng Tianru's presence that kept her sanity in check, she would've definitely defiled every inch of his body.
"Your sword is done."
Tian Qiyuan extended the sword in her direction; its gleaming blade held steady in his hand. Zi Xuan hastened to his side, her eyes flickering at the sight of the weapon as she hesitated, reluctant to touch it, her gaze lingering on its beauty.
The sword radiated an aura of a peak-quality Mystic-grade treasure, but its aura was so intense that Zi Xuan initially believed it to be an Empyrean-grade treasure. Its potency was so overwhelming that it eclipsed her usually sharp senses.
"This sword will increase the potency of all your sword techniques, especially the Unrivaled Sword Art. Its blade was forged with naturally poisonous materials. While it won't kill your opponent, it will paralyze them, and depending on their cultivation, it may be indefinite. It's also incredibly durable—
near indestructive. Only a peak-quality Celestial-grade treasure would be able to damage it, and even that requires trendous effort."
"Go ahead and give it a few swings."
Zi Xuan's eyes locked onto the sword as she nodded, her hands moving with precision as she began performing the first three stages of the Unrivaled Sword Art. The mont she did, she felt a profound improvent in her technique, as if the sword's energy had awakened a deeper connection within her, and her movents beca more fluid and effortless than she had ever imagined possible.
The sensation was so intoxicating that Zi Xuan found herself unable to stop. Her fingers moved with a life of their own as she seamlessly transitioned from the third stage to the next, each subsequent step revealing a deeper understanding of the technique as if the sword was guiding her through the motions, her proficiency growing with each passing mont.
Once she finished her performance, Zi Xuan's gaze remained fixated on the sword, seemingly unable to take her eyes off it.
"What do you think? Do you like it?" Tian Qiyuan suddenly asked.
Zi Xuan finally stopped looking at the sword and shifted her gaze to him.
With a beautiful smile, she nodded her head and said, "I love it!"
"Then I will mark this commission fulfilled."
Zi Xuan retrieved the rare materials he wanted and gave them to him as paynt.
"What else from the list are you missing?" she asked.
He showed her the list and said, "This many."
"Alright. I'll help you find them for more swords."
"You want more already?"
"Am I not allowed to have more?" she raised an eyebrow.
"You can request as many commissions as you want as long as you bring one of the listed materials. Otherwise, I am only creating one weapon for every individual."
"I understand. I was planning on doing that, anyway." Zi Xuan said.
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