Ye Wushuang carefully sized up the old man. His face was thin and dark, his beard scruffy, and his eyes were sharp and intimidating.
This old man was none other than the Craftsman Emperor!
The Craftsman Emperor continued, "Everyone who cos to to forge a weapon must agree to one condition. Of course, rest assured, the weapons I forge are more than worth their price. They’re absolutely worth a single condition."
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang was taken aback. ’This Senior Craftsman Emperor is far too confident,’ he thought. He hadn’t even presented any Spiritual Talent, yet the man dared to claim he could forge a weapon that was more than worth the price?
However, those who lived in seclusion here were often great masters.
Ye Wushuang didn’t dare to be dismissive. After a mont’s hesitation, he asked, "May I ask what Senior’s condition is?"
"That... I haven’t decided yet."
The Craftsman Emperor’s eyes narrowed as he turned to look at Qianling.
"Haven’t decided?" Ye Wushuang faltered, then his brow furrowed. "Senior, you won’t ask to go to my death, or to kill innocent people, will you?"
"Hee hee!"
Hearing his words, Qianling giggled, covering her mouth.
The Craftsman Emperor glanced at Qianling again before saying, "Of course not. This old man isn’t that bored yet!"
Ye Wushuang couldn’t figure out what this Senior Craftsman Emperor was thinking. However, since the man had put it that way, Ye Wushuang didn’t hesitate any longer. "Then I’ll have to trouble you, Senior!"
As he spoke, he took the Dragon Blood Profound Gold from his True Dragon Space.
"A Ninth-Grade Spiritual Talent: Dragon Blood Profound Gold. The material is decent, I suppose." The Craftsman Emperor recognized the blood-colored stone in Ye Wushuang’s hand at once.
Ye Wushuang asked, "Senior, what grade of weapon can be forged from this piece of Dragon Blood Profound Gold?"
The Craftsman Emperor took the Dragon Blood Profound Gold, examined it, and said, "A single piece of Ninth-Grade Spiritual Talent can only be used to forge a Seventh-Grade Spiritual Artifact. However, this piece of Dragon Blood Profound Gold has been irrigated with Flood Dragon Treasure Blood, so its grade can be raised to the Eighth Grade."
"Only Eighth Grade!"
Ye Wushuang’s brow furrowed, clearly dissatisfied.
"Eighth Grade and you’re still not satisfied, kid?"
The Craftsman Emperor’s eyes narrowed, a little surprised.
Qianling, who had been silent, also looked at Ye Wushuang with curiosity. An Eighth-Grade Spiritual Artifact was already very powerful.
"Senior, I had an Eighth-Grade Battle Saber before, but... I broke it. I’m just worried..." Ye Wushuang said, slightly embarrassed. His Fierce Lion Battle Saber had been completely destroyed by brute force. If the Craftsman Emperor forged another Eighth-Grade Battle Saber, he estimated it wouldn’t last him very long either.
’He broke an Eighth-Grade Battle Saber? This kid must be so kind of freak!’ The Craftsman Emperor was inwardly startled upon hearing this. He looked Ye Wushuang up and down, finding it hard to believe. The durability of an Eighth-Grade Spiritual Artifact was extraordinary; it wasn’t sothing you could just break at will.
However, the Craftsman Emperor wasn’t aware of Ye Wushuang’s barbaric fighting style. If he knew, he probably wouldn’t be thinking this way.
He imdiately frowned and fell into thought. He was always the one posing difficult problems for others, but he never expected Ye Wushuang to pose one for him today.
After a long mont, he asked, "When do you need it?"
Ye Wushuang thought for a mont and said, "This junior is heading to the Endless Wilderness. Is three days possible?"
"Going to the Endless Wilderness?"
The Craftsman Emperor fell silent for a mont.
At the side, Qianling, perhaps intentionally trying to give a hint, imdiately added, "Junior Brother Ye has arranged to go training in the Endless Wilderness with so people."
’Training?’
The Craftsman Emperor glanced at Qianling, a glimr in his eyes. "Three days is a short ti, but this old man can forge you a Half-Step Spirit-Connected Treasure. However, you must first promise to take my granddaughter with you when you go training. How about it?"
"Is that the condition?" Ye Wushuang looked at the Craftsman Emperor in surprise. He had originally thought that a Ninth-Grade Spiritual Artifact would be the best he could hope for, but he never expected the Craftsman Emperor to promise to forge a Half-Step Spirit-Connected Treasure from a single Ninth-Grade Spiritual Talent.
He was shocked. A Half-Step Spirit-Connected Treasure was just one step away from transforming into a full Spirit Communication Treasure by developing an Artifact Spirit. Its power was not to be underestimated!
"That is the condition!" the Craftsman Emperor nodded.
"May I ask where Senior’s granddaughter is?" Ye Wushuang asked, pulling his thoughts back.
The Craftsman Emperor didn’t answer. Instead, he smiled at Qianling, a trace of helpless resignation in his eyes.
Huh?
Ye Wushuang froze for a second, looking between the two. It took him a long mont to realize. "It couldn’t be Senior Sister Qianling, could it?"
"What’s with that look on your face, kid? Can’t this old man have such a beautiful granddaughter?" the Craftsman Emperor said irritably upon seeing Ye Wushuang’s dumbfounded expression.
But how could Ye Wushuang be blad? Judging by looks alone, if the two of them went out together, no one would ever connect them as grandfather and granddaughter. The difference was just too great.
Seeing this, Qianling giggled again. "Grandpa, I told you no one would be able to tell, but you didn’t believe . You lost the bet."
’They really are grandfather and granddaughter?’
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang turned his head to look at the beaming Qianling.
Qianling smiled. "Don’t worry, Junior Brother Ye. In three days, Grandpa will definitely have forged a treasured saber for you."
"Hmph, co back in three days to get it. This old man can’t make many guarantees, but when it cos to forging weapons, no one in the entire Ancient Spirit Sect can compare to ," the Craftsman Emperor said huffily.
"Then thank you very much, Senior. This junior will take his leave."
Ye Wushuang gave the Craftsman Emperor an embarrassed smile, glanced gratefully at Qianling, and then left Juwang Valley.
"This kid is not bad!"
Watching Ye Wushuang’s departing figure, the Craftsman Emperor suddenly laughed.
"Not just ’not bad.’ That kid has even fused his Saber Intent." Just as Ye Wushuang left, a star-robed elder appeared in the room.
"Elder Star!"
Qianling bowed politely.
The Craftsman Emperor also looked at Star Elder and said, "What did you just say he fused?"
"That kid fused two different types of Saber Intent. Even I, his master, didn’t expect it."
Star Elder stroked his beard, watching Ye Wushuang’s receding back with satisfaction. His own disciple had accomplished sothing he had considered impossible. How could he not be astonished?
"Fusing two types of Saber Intent... Well, I’ll be. Xingchen, you’ve really found a treasure." The Craftsman Emperor was also shocked, looking at Star Elder with envy.
At the side, Qianling listened to their conversation. Even though she didn’t understand what they were talking about, she knew from mory that there were very few things that could surprise her grandfather and Elder Star.
A flicker of curiosity rose in Qianling’s heart. She watched the departing figure and uttered two words from between her pearly teeth: "Ye Wushuang!"
...
After returning from Juwang Valley, Ye Wushuang went into seclusion.
He paid no mind to the Dragon Cat, instead focusing all his attention on the Shadow Killing Technique.
This Combat Skill allowed one to briefly hide in the void and assassinate targets from unseen angles. It was incredibly strange!
Before, if he hadn’t had the help of the Tai Chi Pattern, he likely wouldn’t have gotten any advantage against Bai Sen. This showed just how terrifying this Combat Skill was!
Now that he had obtained it, he could pair it with his Life-Taking Sword. They would complent each other perfectly, raising his power by several levels. It could also serve as a trump card Combat Skill.
At this thought, Ye Wushuang beca even more eager to begin comprehending it.
He remained in seclusion until the third day, when the appointed ti to et everyone arrived. Only then did he erge, leaving Broken Sword Peak with the Dragon Cat to rendezvous with Jian Bufan and Qiu Mo at Wangtianya.
Not only were the two of them there, but Yang Qing’er and Ye Rou had also appeared.
The group had just gathered when Qianling’s graceful figure appeared at the city gates of Wangtianya. She was seen walking over, holding a long box.
"Senior Sister Qianling!" Yang Qing’er called out from a distance.
Qianling smiled, walked over to Ye Wushuang, and handed him the long box. "This is the Battle Saber Grandpa forged for you. See if you like it."
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang’s heart filled with joy. He took the long box and had just opened a tiny crack.
CLANG!
Before the Battle Saber was even seen, a burst of golden Dragon Qi shot out from the box. The brilliant golden light was filled with the slaughter of the Saber Dao, causing the very air to freeze.
Jian Bufan and the others all turned to look, utterly shocked. "What kind of saber is that?"
Ye Wushuang didn’t answer, his heart also filled with excitent. He slowly opened the long box, and a Dragon-Shaped Battle Saber ca into view.
The Battle Saber was about 1.5 ters long. The hilt was a dragon’s head, and the body of the blade was carved with two True Dragon reliefs. The blade itself had a blood-colored sheen, resembling a blood-soaked True Dragon—majestic, domineering, and ferocious!
When Ye Wushuang gripped it in his hand, a blood-colored, dragon-shaped shadow flashed across the blade’s surface, emitting a blood-red saber light that was sharp and piercing!
Then, Ye Wushuang’s gaze fell upon a spot half an inch from the hilt, where two words were engraved: "Dragon Blood." They were extrely conspicuous.
This saber was nad Dragon Blood!
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