That evening, Xue Dili returned to the world of the Beast-eared Maidens.
After all, the Holy Sword had exploded here, and to trace back and find the remnants of the Holy Sword, he could only rely on the World Consciousness here.
After a long search, he finally found only a bottle of ashes.
This was all that was left of the Holy Sword; the rest had really been blown away, so much so that even the World Consciousness couldn’t recover it. It seed simpler to have the World Consciousness bless a brand-new Holy Sword instead.
Xue Dili didn’t complain about it; trading the Holy Sword for control of a Dragon King was thrilling, but that was the aftermath’s price.
So he rely collected the ashes together, then took out the short sword of the sa style as the Holy Sword, saying, "Uncle, is the material of these powders the sa as your short sword?"
"Let see, it seems the sa... both are a special alloy, but how did it break to this extent..." The old man looked at the powder in the bottle and couldn’t help but ask.
The powder was shattered to the size of grains of sand; what kind of battle could break it to this degree?
Xue Dili scratched his head in embarrassnt; it actually wasn’t broken in battle but was intentionally scattered by him.
"But it’s not enough. According to your world’s units, this can at most make a short sword less than 60 centiters long. I rember you ntioned before that the original Holy Sword was 120 centiters, right?" It seed the old man had so knowledge about forging weapons before, looking at Xue Dili’s powder while saying this.
Xue Dili was taken aback; indeed, he asured with his hand, and the amount of powder in the bottle was far from the weight of the original Holy Sword; even if it were relted, it couldn’t recreate the forr Holy Sword.
Although when Uncle Brave arrived, it was with a Broken Sword missing the tip, that was because the tip had pierced into the head of the Shabu Insect Race and remained there. Later, after killing the Shabu Insect Race, the tip returned to its place, forming the subsequent Savior Holy Sword.
"Can I add so other materials?" Xue Dili could only try another thod.
"Hmm... adding so other materials shouldn’t be a big problem, but it should require high-mystery fillings..." The old man seed troubled as he spoke.
"Will just the mystery alone be enough?" Xue Dili imdiately felt that it wouldn’t be a big problem.
He went to the far corners of the Consciousness Space to rummage through, and after a long ti, he finally found a dagger in the deepest part of the Treasure Room.
It was a dagger still stained with blood; even though it was a weapon gifted by the King of Troy, it had once been tainted with the aura of the Abyssal Thorn and subsequently pierced the second brother of Zeus.
Thus, this dagger carried a certain degree of "God-slaying" and "reproductive deprivation" mystery; although not yet a Treasure, it was still a pretty good legendary weapon, matching the story of the Holy Sword slaying insects. Using it as supplentary material for the Savior Holy Sword was evidently sufficient.
Xue Dili decided to cut the dagger, which had been stained with the blood of Zeus’ second brother, into several pieces, then put them into an iron can, finally filling the gaps in the iron can with the original powder of the Holy Sword, creating a steel blank the size of a can.
Then he went to the Earth Core, using geothermal heat for forging and hamring, finally hamring out the blade of the Holy Sword and completing the quenching with the core’s magma.
Although the process was rather abstract, the old man actually smiled and said that this forging thod was sothing he had never tried in his youth, finding it novel, urging Xue Dili to quickly try it out as he awaited the ergence of a brand-new Holy Sword.
Xue Dili guessed the old man was once a Blacksmith rather than just an old soldier as he claid, and that the short swords in his hands, along with Uncle Brave’s original Holy Sword, were forged by him, although he had forgotten his past.
Only occasionally when Xue Dili talked about forging did the old man seem to have a spark in his eyes and join the conversation.
...
The following morning, it was the last day of September, also the first day of a week-long holiday.
Upon waking up in the morning, he saw the hall already filled with people, all gathered together watching the internet broadcast on the television... "The Bizarre Adventures of Xediles."
Xue Dili: "..."
What’s going on? Why’s everyone gathered here?
Seeing Xue Dili, the Little Dragon Lady almost ca over to give him a headbutt again, making Xue Dili dodge imdiately. This kid seed to have so peculiar habit, always thinking she was small like a kitten whenever she saw him, trying to give him a rocket headbutt.
But in reality, she was already over 1.6 ters tall, and due to bone and muscle density far exceeding that of ordinary people, she weighed over 200 kilograms—after all, she had half Dragon Race blood.
This weight and Monster Power always made Xue Dili feel like he was being run over by a truck whenever she pounced on him.
"I watched your new video yesterday and thought I’d play it this morning for the kids." Aunt said from the side, "Are you going to the farm today? Let’s show them the story behind that farm."
"Oh..."
Xue Dili wondered if they understood any of it, knowing the Little Dragon Lady certainly didn’t. After all, she seed most interested in whether the bizarre bread and cream creatures on TV were tasty.
As Xue Dili ca downstairs, she watched the bread and cream creatures on the TV while munching on cream-filled cookies to satisfy her craving. If it wasn’t known that this was a video playing, she’d probably have picked up the TV to gnaw on it.
As for the Silver Country side, Xue Dili shrugged, having already inford them yesterday, "Let’s get going earlier; after all, we are stakeholders in the farm too, getting so free als."
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