Chapter 1329
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Seeing Zuo Qingyu kneeling on the ground, Zuo Ming smiled at Emperor Wu and said, "Your Majesty, this is my second daughter, Zuo Qingyu. She's the one who insisted on asking Master Rong Yang to forge a weapon for her."
Your Majesty? The old steward was so surprised that his knees buckled.
Emperor Wu nodded. "She's a good girl. I'll give her credit for making a formidable weapon."
A formidable weapon? Zuo Qingyu's stomach lurched when she heard that.
It couldn't be, right? Emperor Wu and his people were all here because of a formidable weapon that was about to appear!
Zuo Qingyu exchanged looks with her father.
Rubbing his chin, Zuo Qingyu nodded at Zuo Qingyu.
Instantly, Zuo Qingyu felt like passing out. Oh no, oh no …
Zuo Qingyu opened her mouth to speak, only to find that her throat was so dry that she couldn't utter a word.
Zuo Ming looked up at the sky and asked Zuo Qingyu with a smile, "Xiao Yu, where's Master Rong Yang?"
Zuo Qingyu said with difficulty, "Master Rong Yang is working on a weapon."
Zuo Ming knew that he was only bringing it up as a prelude. He then said, "You were close enough to hear that Master Rong Yang hammered the weapon 107 times, didn't you?"
Zuo Qingyu hated to talk about that, but Zuo Ming just had to bring it up. Zuo Qingyu felt so …
"Yes …" Zuo Qingyu clenched her fists.
Lord Zuo cast a complacent look at Lord Mu and said with a smile, "I didn't expect it to be true. Lord Mu, you were right."
The old steward looked at Zuo Ming in bewilderment. Was this Zuo Qingyu's father? But how could he be so happy? Shouldn't he be …
The old butler wanted to interrupt, but after some thought, it was better to avoid trouble, so he didn't say anything.
Feng Yanfeng looked at Zuo Ming enviously. "It's a formidable weapon. Lord Beifeng was already so impressive when he hammered the weapon 107 and a half times. Maybe he'll be able to hammer it 108 times now. Congratulations, Master Zuo."
Zuo Ming rubbed his chin. "You flatter me."
Zuo Qingyu finally realized what was going on. Her father had thought that Master Rong Yang was making a weapon for them. That was so …
Zuo Qingyu wanted to explain, but how could she explain herself in front of His Majesty?
However, her father acted as if he didn't want others to know, and he proudly accepted the congratulations from the people around him … Zuo Qingyu almost burst into tears.
It just so happened that at this time, a violent commotion came from below!
In the crafting room under the dry well —
Rumble!
After a long time, Master Rong Yang had finally swung his hammer for the 108th time!
This was the first time Master Rong Yang had ever used the 108th strike.
All of a sudden, Master Rong Yang felt as if the Fallen Star Sword had sucked away all his spiritual essence.
In an instant, his body began to wither like a leaf in winter!
Master Rong Yang's health deteriorated at a visible rate. His body shriveled and his muscles withered …
The old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion had turned into a withered old man …
The Fallen Star Sword had absorbed all the spiritual essence he had accumulated in his life.
This sword was like a bottomless pit. It was simply too terrifying!
Feng Wu jumped at Master Rong Yang's reaction.
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