Ye Qingtang nodded.
"Yes, but no matter whether you succeed or not, you need to pay one thousand Xuanming points first." The headmaster said casually. It's not like he hasn't seen a disciple who wants to forge it himself. After all, the sword spirit workshop needs to be very high, not ordinary disciples. affordable.
However, for those disciples who asked to forge themselves, most of the things forged in the end were horrible.
Thinking about it, these young masters and ladies who mainly focus on cultivation on weekdays, where did they use the forging of weapons
This forging is not just a matter of choosing a piece of iron randomly and beating it with a hammer. The profound meaning of the forging process, how much heat, when to lower the hammer, and the specific gravity of repeated force, etc., are beyond the comprehension of a layman.
If you don't know the techniques of forging, let alone a magic weapon, it is even the most common dagger, and you may not be able to forge it.
The person in charge reckoned that Ye Qingtang was the same as those disciples, so he didn't bother to say anything more.
One thousand Xuanming points is not a small amount, but the money is much better than the astronomical figure of 30,000. Ye Qingtang quickly handed over one thousand Xuanming points.
The person in charge saw the Xuanming points in his hand, so he stood up lazily, and led Ye Qingtang around a forging room in Jianlingfang, and finally brought her to an inconspicuous corner.
There, there was an old forging table, and the furnace next to it was still extinguished, and it was icy cold.
"You can forge it here. There are materials next to you. You can get them yourself. I will give you three hours. After three hours, you have to leave regardless of whether you have forged it or not," said the manager.
"Okay." Ye Qingtang glanced at the conditions here, but didn't say much.
Anyway, she didn't have a choice. She knew the rules in Sword Spirit Workshop, so she kept her mouth shut. If people didn't like it, she had no choice but to drive her out. She didn't have to resist.
Who dares to mess around in the territory of the Supreme Elder
The person in charge saw that Ye Qingtang was quite sensible, so he didn't say anything, and walked away leisurely.
There were only three hours, and Ye Qingtang didn't dare to waste them, so she immediately rolled up her sleeves, lit the fire, prepared water, and wiped the forge and the iron tools clean.
Just as the director took a few steps, a blacksmith rushed over and whispered something in his ear.
The face in charge changed slightly.
Ye Qingtang was almost ready. She put the Blood Fiend Sword on the forging table and looked at it over and over several times.
She had put a lot of thought into this Blood Fiend Sword, if it was accidentally forged and broken, she would be reluctant to bear it.
"Little girl, do you want to forge this sword?" Suddenly, a slightly old voice came from behind Ye Qingtang.
Ye Qingtang turned her head, and there was an old man in plain clothes with a gray beard standing behind her, looking at the bloody sword on the forging table with his hands behind his back.
"That's right." Ye Qingtang smiled, pretending to be the blacksmith in Sword Spirit Workshop.
"This sword is okay, but you have to be careful when forging it. The material of this sword will become very brittle when exposed to fire." The old man frowned slightly. Facing such a sword, the little girl might be destroyed.
"I'll be careful." Ye Qingtang said with a good-natured smile, and when the old man frowned, he directly put the blade of the Blood Fiend Sword into the stove.
The crimson flame instantly engulfed the blade, and the cold light was covered in the flame.
The old man's eyebrows twitched slightly.
This is called being careful
You don't hesitate at all...