But when they looked again at the piece of refined iron in Han Yan’s hand, they almost couldn’t hold back their laughter. That crooked piece of scrap, could it even be called a sword? It might not even be suitable for digging soil.
A trace of a cold smile appeared on Nie Fangsheng’s lips. This Han Yan indeed had so natural talent; with just one night’s effort, he had practiced the Twelve Techniques of Shaping and Forging to such an extent.
But alas, mastering the heat control of Sword Casting Technique is not such an easy task. To dare to place a bet on this, isn’t he afraid of too much money?
"Such skill, and he dares to show it, he really isn’t afraid of losing face," Qiu Zizhong said with a joyful expression, mocking.
"Yes, indeed, who knows where his confidence cos from. He has only learned the outward form and hasn’t grasped the essence of the Sword Casting Technique, yet he dares to make a fool of himself."
"If I had known, I would have placed a bet too. What a pity." Although they looked down on Qiu Zizhong’s opportunistic delight, the others still whispered their regrets quietly.
At that mont, Han Yan’s technique suddenly sped up, and the sword casting hamr rose and fell swiftly, leaving behind nothing but a dazzling afterimage.
"What is happening? Is he aware of the embarrassnt and doesn’t want people to laugh at him, so he wants to end it early?" Seeing Han Yan’s increasingly rapid sword casting technique, everyone felt baffled.
They were only focused on watching Han Yan’s technique, not noticing the faint smile on his lips, nor the unusual white halo amidst the rapid rise and fall of the sword casting hamr’s afterimage.
Even less did they notice that the hamr’s rhythm was light and heavy in order, and the crisp sounds it emitted seed to compose a lodious music score.
"The sword is ford!" With a light shout from Han Yan, the afterimages vanished.
A Blood Gall Long Sword appeared in everyone’s view.
All around, there was dead silence.
Perfect. If there’s a word to describe the Blood Gall Sword before them, it can only be "perfect."
The simple and sharp blade, the exquisite and sturdy guard, and the solid and rounded hilt fully expressed the murderous aura of the Blood Gall Sword.
Perhaps such a longsword is not suitable for elite swordmasters like them, but for most army officers whose cultivation is not too high, such a sword is the most suitable weapon for battling on the field.
If only the shaping and bone forging had been completed, and the tempering and nourishing the spirit had not yet been done, but just the shaping and bone forging alone, even if Nie Fangsheng personally did it, he wouldn’t be much better than Han Yan.
It was terrifying. On the first day of his admission, he passed the Beast Soul Tower’s trial. On the second day, facing Nie Fangsheng’s difficulties, he successfully forged such a Blood Gall Sword. What kind of talent is this?
Confronting Han Yan’s heaven-defying talent, everyone around was full of marvel and even sowhat heartbroken.
Living in the sa era as such a person was indeed a great misfortune for them. The imnse psychological pressure even made their hearts beat faster.
Nie Fangsheng was also astonished. He stood up from his armchair in disbelief, looking at Han Yan and then at the Blood Gall Sword.
How could it be possible? Just by listening to my explanation once and reflecting for one night, he was able to forge such a long sword. You should know, back in the day, it took three years to achieve a small accomplishnt. How did Han Yan do it?
No one noticed the unusual white light in the afterimages of the sword casting hamr. Han Yan’s mind also returned to the night before...
"What is this?" Han Yan asked in surprise, looking at the strange white light flickering like a fla between Ling Baobao’s fingers.
"It’s called Chaos Heavenly Fire, also known as the Source of Ten Thousand Flas. All heavenly fire, earthly fire, and demon spirit fire originally co from this Chaos Heavenly Fire. Oh, right, the Holy Court Continent doesn’t have these things. Even if I tell you, you might not understand. Just knowing what it is will do." Ling Baobao said proudly.
"What is the use of this Chaos Heavenly Fire?" Although she didn’t know what heavenly fire, earthly fire, and demon spirit fire really were, she had seen the Beast Soul Refining Fire of the Taowu Divine Beast, so she could sowhat understand Ling Baobao’s words.
This Chaos Heavenly Fire, being called the Source of Ten Thousand Flas, must naturally be extrely powerful. However, what exactly is its use, and how can it help her, she couldn’t figure out.
"Since Chaos Heavenly Fire is called the Source of Ten Thousand Flas, it must be full of endless wonders. In our plane, only those of very low cultivation use ordinary furnace fire for artifact refining and alchemy. Once they have so strength, they will use cultivation to condense true fire. Compared to using ordinary furnace fire for refining and alchemy, not only does it halve the effort and double the result, but the quality is incomparable.
If one is lucky enough to obtain heavenly fire, earthly fire, or demon spirit fire afterward, they would further improve significantly, and even a Spiritual Sword could be easily refined." Ling Baobao said proudly.
"That’s not a big deal. Our Holy Court Continent’s swordsmiths use only sword casting furnaces without needing heavenly or earthly fire to forge a Spiritual Sword just the sa," Jiang Yuzhe said indifferently.
"This..." Ling Baobao, having boasted so proudly, was montarily lost for words with Jiang Yuzhe’s dismissive splash of cold water.
Others use ordinary sword casting furnaces and ordinary furnace fire, yet they can create a Spiritual Sword, while they ticulously seek heavenly or demon spirit fire, which indeed seems hardly sothing to be proud of.
"That can’t be the whole truth. Although our Holy Court Continent’s swordsmiths can forge Spiritual Swords using ordinary sword casting furnaces, through relentless hamring and refining, forging one sword might take ten years, and sharpening another, an additional ten years, consuming countless efforts. So swordsmiths might only forge one satisfactory treasure sword in their lifeti. Not to ntion, most swordsmiths never forge a satisfying treasure sword." Han Yan vaguely discerned the wondrous use of the Chaos Heavenly Fire and defended on Ling Baobao’s behalf.
"See, Han Yan is sharp-witted and instantly realizes its subtleties. With the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire or Demon Spirit Fire, one skillful enough can forge one sword a year with no difficulty. Top artifact refiners like my mother can even create a Spiritual Sword in just two hours. Ask, which swordsmith in the Holy Court Continent can accomplish this?" Ling Baobao, reminded by Han Yan, regained composure and grew smug once more.
Hearing his explanation, Jiang Yuzhe and others started to comprehend the differences and beca intrigued by the plane Ling Baobao ntioned.
"That ans, with this Chaos Heavenly Fire, I too can easily forge a Divine Sword?" Han Yan asked excitedly.
Surely, given the miraculous nature of other Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire and Demon Spirit Fire, the Chaos Heavenly Fire, nad as the Source of Ten Thousand Flas, should be even more formidable.
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