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Chapter 173: Ten-Thousand-Forged Divine Weapon, Treasure Core, Return
In the back courtyard of Zhu Xin Fang, silence reigned. Everyone stood frozen, eyes fixed on the location of No. 1 Furnace. There, Lin Lao Jiangshi was panting heavily, drenched in sweat, his body on the verge of collapse.
Even with his Jin Gu Jing Great Achievement cultivation, the relentless pulling of the bellows for over two hours—while simultaneously maintaining precise control over the furnace’s heat—had pushed him to his limits.
Lu Qing was no better. Sweat soaked his clothes, his breath ragged, his energy severely drained. The Celestial Meteor Iron was nothing like ordinary iron. Each hammer strike demanded a tremendous amount of mental and physical effort. Even Lu Qing, after successfully shaping the ore into a blade form, felt utterly spent.
Yet despite their exhaustion, both men were brimming with exhilaration. Their eyes gleamed as they stared at the anvil.
On it lay the Celestial Meteor Iron Lu Qing had brought—now transformed beyond recognition. It had become a crude black longsword, its design simple and elegant, closely resembling the blade Lu Qing had used before.
But what truly left Lin Lao Jiangshi awestruck was the strange, otherworldly pattern etched across the blade’s surface—rippling like water, flickering like flame, crackling like lightning. It seemed almost divine, as if born of the heavens themselves, exuding a mysterious aura that stirred the soul.
“Patterns formed by nature, as if bestowed by heaven,” Lin Lao Jiangshi murmured, his voice thick with reverence. “This blade blank has already entered the realm of Divine Weapons—indeed, the highest tier of Divine Weapons.”
His eyes were lost in fascination. After a lifetime of forging weapons, having crafted countless blades, he had never witnessed such authentic Divine Weapon markings.
Lu Qing, too, studied the blade blank intently. Then, within the dense crimson glow, a faint, almost imperceptible thread of purple light flickered into view in his vision.
[Divine Weapon Blade Blank: Forged from Celestial Meteor Iron through over ten thousand hammer strikes, this blade has reached the pinnacle of Divine Weapon quality.]
[All-Embracing: The unique composition of Celestial Meteor Iron grants it extraordinary inclusivity—capable of accommodating multiple elemental forces: metal, wood, water, earth, wind, fire, lightning, and more.]
[Invincible: The blade is extraordinarily resilient. Once sharpened, it will cut through iron as if it were paper, cleave through water, and split mountains with ease.]
[Treasure Core: Due to its exceptional material, if properly nurtured and refined, this blade can continue to evolve and transform—potentially ascending to the level of a Spirit Artifact or even a Law Artifact.]
“Purple!” Lu Qing’s eyes widened. “There’s a trace of purple!”
The sight of that faint purple glow filled him with astonishment. No wonder the Lihuo Sect had long coveted this rare treasure, holding it in the highest regard. The Celestial Meteor Iron was still only a crude blade blank—yet even now, it already emitted a hint of purple power.
He knew well that even his Qiankun Yiqi Dai and the Lihuo Ding buried deep beneath the Wei Family Residence, two Spirit Artifacts of great renown, had only reached the purple level.
The implications were clear. This blade’s potential was staggering.
And the information revealed on the blade confirmed it—capable of absorbing multiple elemental forces, capable of endless evolution. Truly miraculous.
Lu Qing knew, deep down, this was no triumph of his own forging skill. Though Zhu Xin Fang’s people held him in high esteem, he was fully aware of his own limitations. His craftsmanship was still in its infancy—vastly inferior to the masters of the Lihuo Sect.
The true reason for this blade’s perfection lay entirely in the Celestial Meteor Iron itself. Its material was simply too extraordinary.
“Divine Weapon!” The words echoed through the courtyard. Everyone present froze, mouths agape.
Even Wei Xinghe, standing at the edge of the crowd, felt a jolt of shock ripple through his body.
The Wei Family possessed only one Divine Weapon—Ancestor’s own ceremonial blade. And yet, Lu Qing had forged one so effortlessly?
This was beyond the reach of even the most renowned forging masters of the Central Plains.
“Lu Xiao Langjun,” Lin Lao Jiangshi asked, his tone now even more deferential, “shall we assist you in polishing and sharpening this blade?”
“No need,” Lu Qing declined. “I have other uses for this blade. I’ll keep it unsharpened for now. Thank you, elder craftsman, but I only ask that you craft a scabbard for it.”
He knew better than to rush the sharpening. With such a Divine Weapon, the blade would naturally reveal its true edge once properly refined and awakened through cultivation.
“Of course,” Lin Lao Jiangshi replied, relief evident in his voice. A flicker of disappointment passed through him—yet he was secretly glad. If Lu Qing had handed him the blade for sharpening, he wouldn’t have dared. This was a Divine Weapon Blade Blank—something even the greatest forging masters might spend a lifetime trying to create, and still fail.
He was merely a humble craftsman, far from even master level. How could he presume to touch such a sacred weapon?
Taking a cloth from Lin Lao Jiangshi, Lu Qing wrapped the blade carefully, slung it across his back, and prepared to leave with Wei Xinghe.
He had originally intended to forge another sword for his Master. But the Celestial Meteor Iron had proven too powerful—merely shaping a single blade had drained most of his strength.
The sword for his Master would have to wait.
When Lu Qing and Wei Xinghe stepped out of Zhu Xin Fang, they found a crowd gathered outside—many of them powerful martial cultivators, their auras strong.
Lu Qing gave it a brief thought. The noise from the forging must have drawn attention. He didn’t explain. He simply walked away with Wei Xinghe.
The watchers, eager to pry into what had happened inside, were stunned into silence the moment they saw the two.
All thoughts vanished. No one dared to approach. They stood frozen, eyes wide with awe, watching the pair disappear down the road—motionless, breathless, utterly intimidated.
“Phew…” Only when Lu Qing and Wei Xinghe were completely out of sight did the spies finally exhale, their bodies drenched in cold sweat, exchanging hollow, weary smiles.
The idea of entering Zhu Xin Fang to inquire vanished completely.
There was no doubt—the commotion inside had been tied to Lu Qing and Wei Xinghe.
And the two of them? Their status was beyond compare. Lu Qing, in particular, had become a taboo figure in the city’s eyes—so feared and respected that even the Wei Family Residence paled in comparison.
Who dared meddle in matters involving such figures? To uncover the wrong truth could cost one’s life.
Lu Qing had no idea he had become a forbidden name among the city’s factions.
Over the next few days, after regaining his strength, he returned to Zhu Xin Fang twice.
Besides crafting small trinkets, he used a rare iron stored in the forge to forge another thousand-fold refined Divine Weapon sword for his Master.
But this blade, while still a Divine Weapon, paled in comparison to his own War Blade. It was merely an ordinary Divine Weapon—its potential for evolution nearly nonexistent.
It wasn’t that Lu Qing didn’t wish to craft another Celestial Meteor Iron blade for his Master. But the remaining Celestial Meteor Iron in his Qiankun Yiqi Dai was still too large. At his current level, cutting it was beyond his ability.
Moreover, the Ranhuo Liquid he had previously prepared was nearly exhausted.
Without the Ranhuo Liquid to fuel the emerald flame, even Zhu Xin Fang’s furnace couldn’t ignite the Celestial Meteor Iron.
So Lu Qing settled for a compromise—spending a substantial fortune to purchase a rare iron from Lin Lao Jiangshi’s private collection, forging a standard Divine Weapon for his Master.
Still, even an ordinary Divine Weapon carried immense value.
When Chen Laodaifu received the gift, he was overjoyed. Even Wei Shanhai, upon seeing the sword, was stunned.
He had realized the blade’s quality was on par with his own War Blade.
Learning that Lu Qing had forged it sent Wei Shanhai into shock—speechless, his mind reeling.
After completing the sword, Lu Qing and the others remained for several more days.
And on this day, they finally submitted their request to depart from the Wei Family Residence.
(End of Chapter)
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