"This sword was cast by the renowned Sword Casting Master, Xuanyuan Fengchen. Unfortunately, just as the treasure sword was about to be completed, Master Xuan Yuan had an urgent family matter and had to abandon it midway and return ho, after which he disappeared without a trace. I waited for a long ti and he never returned, so I invited several Sword Casting Masters to finish it. Alas, Xuanyuan’s technique was too exquisite for them to fathom, so the sword casting has been put on hold ever since," Yan Zishu said disappointedly, his face full of reverence upon ntioning Xuanyuan Fengchen’s na.
"Xuanyuan Fengchen!" Han Yan almost spat out in surprise.
Xuanyuan Fengchen, wasn’t he the old deceiver who ca to swagger and cheat on the opening day of the Nanyan Comrce’s Anyun City branch? It was because of the sword he supposedly forged that Han Yan terribly tricked Mo Yanhong, earning the infamous title of the Capital’s top playboy... Of course, this wasn’t what Han Yan had intended.
Since then, Xuanyuan Fengchen has vanished, perhaps killed on the run, or maybe his scam was exposed, making him dare not deceive and cheat anymore everywhere. Han Yan speculated the latter was more likely. Because the Xuanyuan Fengchen of another world only beca truly famous across the continent in these recent years, her rebirth had completely changed his fate, and not many had yet fallen victim to his sches. He also hadn’t been jointly pursued across the continent as in the previous life, likely avoiding his tragic end.
As for Mo Yanhong, after suffering such a silent loss, he certainly wouldn’t let Xuanyuan Fengchen off the hook. But not to ntion him, even if the Mo Family Ancestor personally acted, catching Xuanyuan Fengchen isn’t easy. Although that old swindler’s power is lacking, his escape skills are unrivaled; otherwise, he wouldn’t have required a joint continental pursuit to be killed in the previous life.
To so extent, she actually saved Xuanyuan Fengchen’s life.
"What’s wrong?" Yan Zishu asked confusedly upon seeing Han Yan with that odd smile.
"Nothing, nothing," Han Yan certainly wouldn’t reveal Xuanyuan Fengchen’s secret; she was still waiting to help that old swindler forge a treasure sword.
"Don’t underestimate Master Xuan Yuan. Although his fa isn’t widespread, in this old man’s view, his sword casting technique is so extraordinary it’s unheard of and unparalleled. If it weren’t for an accident at his ho, he would surely have beco the most renowned master swordsmith in the history of the Holy Court Continent. Trying to complete his half-forged treasure sword is no easy task." Seeing Han Yan’s half-smiling expression, the old man, who had just been faced down, sourly sneered.
"Hmm, hmm, got it, got it." Han Yan nearly burst out laughing seeing the old man so sincerely convinced. Sword casting technique so extraordinary it’s unheard of and unparalleled? According to her, it should be the scam so extraordinary it’s unheard of and unparalleled. Judging by the old man’s deanor, he was likely sold by Xuanyuan Fengchen and even helped him count the money.
Tiring of speaking more, Han Yan promptly took out the sword casting furnace.
Having witnessed Han Yan’s alchemy technique, Yan Zishu and the others weren’t surprised by her storage space. However, what happened next left them wide-eyed in amazent.
"Light the fire, open the furnace!" Han Yan habitually exclaid, then rolled up her sleeves, grabbed the sword casting hamr, shedding her previous delicate air for a bold and heroic presence.
Huayue and Jiang Yuzhe promptly got to work, one lighting the fire and the other operating the bellows, having worked with Lady Mu through thick and thin, they were well practiced.
"You’re casting the sword yourself?" The old man asked in astonishnt upon seeing Han Yan. Initially thinking soone among her companions had learned sword casting techniques, he never expected her to do it herself.
It’s known that alchemists, alchemists, and swordsmiths are among the three profession of high status in Holy Court Continent. Though similar, they are vastly different; the girl’s incredible alchemy technique was already astonishing enough, yet she also knew the sword casting technique.
"If not , then who, you?" Han Yan replied gruffly to the old man she had no liking for.
"Hmph, don’t think just because you fixed the Eight-Door Purple Cloud Furnace you can be arrogant. Do you know how much ti Master Xuan Yuan spent forging this longsword? Do you know how much money was spent on the Chenyun Gold and Heavenly Blue Sand used in the sword casting? If you ruin the treasure sword, can you afford to pay for it?" The old man’s words rebuffed once again, he said with a glare.
Sa old sentence... Han Yan was really getting a bit fed up with the old man’s nagging.
"Rest assured, Miss has plenty of money, and lots of teorite gold." Han Yan casually swung a thick stack of silver notes before the old man’s eyes, then brought out a pile of teorite gold, waving them again before him.
To say she couldn’t afford it; wasn’t that an insult? What Lady Mu lacked in everything else, silver was what she lacked least, enough to bury this guy. As for Outer Heaven teorite Gold, let’s not forget Lady Mu had her own teorite gold mine, enough to bury people too.
The old man was completely dazzled by the series of numbers on the silver notes and the unique brilliance of the Outer Heaven teorite Gold, wide-mouthed, speechless.
Though his status wasn’t as prominent as Yan Zishu, he was also born from the esteed Shangyue City lineage. He’d seen many wealthy, powerful families, but family fortune is separate from silver. Forget young masters similar in age to Han Yan, not even small family heads could possibly carry so many silver notes.
Seeing the old man finally quiet down, Han Yan calmly began to examine the longsword in her hand.
Having seen the longsword personally forged by Xuanyuan Fengchen before, she knew that old man’s sword casting technique wasn’t actually bad; otherwise, he wouldn’t have fooled so many. However, there was sothing lacking in his sword casting technique, rendering it unable to forge genuine divine weapons, resorting to so shortcuts for deceit.
The so-called treasure sword before her was just like this, initially using conventional techniques, exuding the grace of a master, but later hitting a bottleneck making further casting impossible.
If Han Yan guessed correctly, his hasty departure from Shangyue City was due to being unable to forge this sword, fearing exposure of his deceit, the urgent family matter was just a facade.
To cover his tracks, he added so peculiar techniques before leaving; in Han Yan’s eyes with her current sword casting foundation, although they seed odd, they were useless, incomprehensible to others and likely even baffling to himself.
Later, the swordsmiths hired by Yan Zishu were overwheld by Xuanyuan Fengchen’s fa, utterly intent on understanding its mysteries before getting to work, ultimately opting to give up.
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