Wan Ling nodded her head in understanding, “Thanks for your honey, Senior Brother.”
Shen Yuan looked at her in amusement and laughed, “It sounds way too wrong when you say it like that.”
Wan Ling tilted her head cutely in confusion.
[You pervert, don’t infect pure little Wan Ling with your dirty brain.]
Shen Yuan shook his head and ignored Yue Lan.
“Come with me, I wanted to show you something.” He turned around and walked towards his smithy.
Wan Ling followed after him in confusion, wondering what he meant before. ‘I will ask Sister Ling Mei later,’ she made up her mind and hurried her steps.
Shen Yuan soon reached the gates of the side building and pushed them open and entered inside.
Wan Ling slowly entered the dark building, which soon lit up as Shen Yuan opened the windows.
“Wow, is this a smithy, Senior Brother? Who is working here?” she asked in wonder as she looked at all the tools neatly arranged beside the forge.
Shen Yuan smiled with pride and replied, “It’s my smithy. I’m also a blacksmith; come see my work.”
Wan Ling looked around to appreciate the view as Shen Yuan approached the weapon box.
“Here, see this.” Shen Yuan took out one of the swords from the box and handed it to Wan Ling, who was curiously looking at the sword.
She picked it up and checked the balance of the sword. “The balance is really great on this sword.”
“See this other one…”
…
“So, Senior Brother Shen Yuan, do you want to become a Master Blacksmith? Why the sudden interest?” Wan Ling asked as she finished looking at all the swords.
“That should have been obvious when I took the inheritance from the Mystique Realm, no?” Shen Yuan smiled and answered as they both sat at the table outside.
“Is there anything I can do to help you?” Wan Ling asked.
“As a matter of fact, there is indeed something that I want you to do for me.” Shen Yuan seriously nodded his head and sat up straight.
Wan Ling faced him seriously and said, “I will do anything you ask of me.”
Shen Yuan nodded his head and took out a few banners and posters from his storage ring. “Help me to distribute these. In five days, I will open up my shop where the weapons forged by me will be displayed. Those who are interested can come and take a look.”
‘That would be the last day of the time limit I got for the mission. I can probably finish it with my weapons.’
[It would be funny if you couldn’t find 2 Sect Elders for the mission on the last day.]
‘I have a plan for that already, no need to remind me.’ Shen Yuan smiled to himself and said back. freёwebnovel.com
Wan Ling placed the banners and posters in her storage ring and nodded her head seriously. “I will take care of it.”
“Oh, and you can ask for help from the others—Chen Yue, Ling Mei, and Zhao Lian. See if they want to help or not,” Shen Yuan said again as he just remembered them.
Wan Ling nodded her head, “Is there anything else now, Senior Brother?”
Shen Yuan gently shook his head, “There is nothing more for now,” he stood up from his seat and continued saying, “I should also head back and begin forging new weapons.”
Wan Ling stood up and bowed, “Thanks for the tea and honey, Senior Brother. I will be off now.”
Shen Yuan smiled and nodded as he saw her leaving.
Turning around, he headed towards the smithy as well.
…
Shen Yuan stood in the smithy as he wondered what to make next when Yue Lan’s voice echoed in his head.
[Why don’t you take out one of your weapons as a reference and try to recreate it? You would need to upgrade them in due time as well if you don’t want to replace it.]
“Hmm, what you say does make sense; let me try it with my sword,” he said before taking out his sword.
His eyes froze as he saw the sword in his grasp. “Crimson Devourer…” he softly muttered as he remembered the sword from his dreams.
‘What is the connection between this sword and that one in my dream?’
He questioned to himself while gazing at Crimson Devourer.
The sword hummed softly as if curious about what Shen Yuan was thinking.
He came out of his thoughts and gently shook his head before focusing on the details of the sword.
“I didn’t realize, but you are already at the Peak of Tier 3. No wonder you are such a good weapon,” he praised as he remembered that the sword was only a Tier 2 weapon when he first held it.
[Further improvement would be nearly impossible for the sword as the materials used to build it are restricting it too much. You’d better raise your blacksmith skills faster and use higher quality materials to reforge the sword,] Yue Lan explained the situation of the sword lightly.
Shen Yuan nodded his head as he knew Crimson Devourer was far too important for him to just stop using it.
He set the sword aside and began heating the Profound Mountain Ore; it was a higher-tier ore than Spirit Iron and is used to forge Tier 2 weapons mostly.
After some time, Shen Yuan’s brows furrowed as he realized that the ore hadn’t melted at all.
He tried to think of a reason before realizing he hadn’t changed the temperature of the flames at all. “Ah shit, I forgot to change the temperature; of course, it won’t melt at the temperature Tier 1 ores melt at.”
He shook his head and threw in more Flame Crystals before using his Fire Intent to increase the intensity of the flames.
The ore began melting at a visible rate as he hurriedly decreased the intensity of his Fire Intent before eventually finding the perfect temperature to melt the ore.
“Phew, this should do it,” he silently muttered to himself as he glanced at Crimson Devourer from time to time.
After heating up the ore until it was bright yellow, he took it out and placed it on the anvil before hammering it down.
His posture remained perfect as he used the knowledge gained from the Blacksmith Manual to hammer down the ore.
After flattening it, he folded the ore and continued hammering it.
He did it multiple times until he was sure of the quality of the sword.
Then he started to make the edge of the sword.
…
After completing the sword, he quenched it with water.
The water boiled up as the temperature of the sword reached insane heights.
He took out the sword after thoroughly quenching it as his eyes landed on a a beautiful white sword with black carvings similar to a thunder striking down.
He looked at the sword for a moment, appreciating the art that he had created before testing its balance.
“Hmm, the balance is good, but why is it a light sword again? Well, anyways, it’s better for the female disciples of the sect anyway,” he thought before putting the sword away.
[That’s already good; you were able to make a Low Grade Tier 2 sword on your first try.]