Chapter 394
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After the Life and Death Ring ended, Ye Qingtang could rest for a while. However, the disappearance of the silver wolf made her very speechless.
After waiting for a few days, there were still no signs of the silver wolf returning. Ye Qingtang had a strange feeling in her heart.
It was as if …
The silver wolf would not return this time.
This feeling made Ye Qingtang feel a little disappointed. She could not help but sigh as she looked at the little lightning dragon in her arms. She still carried an attitude of trying and searched for the silver wolf in the inner sect.
The incharge of the Sword Spirit Workshop was sitting outside and smoking his opium pipe. When he saw Ye Qingtang walking past from afar, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately went to look for her.
"Lass Ye."
Ye Qingtang, who was searching for the silver wolf to no avail, was a little disinterested. When she suddenly heard someone calling her, she turned around instinctively and saw the incharge of the Sword Spirit Workshop walking towards her.
Ye Qingtang was shocked.
She picked up a piece of black gold meteoric iron at the Sword Spirit Workshop that day. Could it be that the incharge realized something and wanted to find trouble with her?
"Lass Ye, I haven't seen you coming to the Sword Spirit Workshop these few days." A rare smile appeared on the incharge's old face.
Ye Qingtang looked strangely at the incharge, who had a subtle attitude, and only felt that it was very strange.
This fellow had always been extremely arrogant, and he was just short of looking down on others with his nose. Why was he so amiable to her today?
Was he really not here to ask for the dagger back from her?!
"Lass Ye, you came at the right time today. We are forging a long sword. Since you like forging so much, why don't you go and take a look together?" The incharge said with a smile, but his heart was full of schemes.
Ever since the incharge witnessed Ye Qingtang's forging skills previously, he had been eyeing her. However, it was too strange for an incharge of the Sword Spirit Workshop to look for an inner sect disciple for no reason, so he did not take the initiative to attack her.
He finally met her today, and there was no reason for him to let her go so easily.
Ye Qingtang was confused by the incharge's invitation. Before she could understand what he was up to, she was directly dragged into the Sword Spirit Workshop by the incharge.
The temperature in the Sword Spirit Workshop had been high for a long time. At that instant, a few blacksmiths were gathered around a huge forging table and discussing something.
"The temperature required to make the Frost Iron is too high. If cold water is used to make it, it will break easily. I don't agree with this."
"The thickness of this sword is too low. If we don't cool it down quickly and the shape deviates, all our previous efforts will be in vain."
"Even so, we can't be so rash. In any case, I don't agree with using normal methods to cool it down."
A group of blacksmiths gathered together and fought until their faces were red. They did not notice when the incharge brought Ye Qingtang over.
Ye Qingtang's gaze swept past the furnace beside the forging table. There was a sword that had already been forged on the furnace and was being roasted in the fire. However, the blade of the sword was unusually thin, and even though it was burning red in the raging flames, one could vaguely see the charcoal beneath it.
"This is?" Ye Qingtang looked at the incharge curiously.
The incharge said, "This is the Remnant Ice Sword that we forged in the past few days. It's made from Millennium Cold Iron, and the sword is abnormally thin. Look at its blade, it's as thin as a cicada's wing."
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