"Who's joking with you?" The Little Taoist Boy said seriously. "Ye Bing was the head of the Ye family back then. Now, your grandfather, Ye Yun, is also the head of the Ye family. How can he not forge it?"
"This …" Ye Fan was speechless. The Little Taoist Boy's words made sense.
"Well, when Grandpa comes back, I'll take you to tell him face to face. But …" Ye Fan hesitated.
"But what?" The Little Taoist Boy asked.
"You don't want Grandpa to forge a sword exactly the same as the Dragon's Spine, do you?" Ye Fan asked.
"How is that possible?" The Little Taoist Boy laughed. "I want a sword that's unique in the world, just like your Snake Shadow."
"When you see Grandpa later, just tell him what you want," Ye Fan said.
"There's no need to go through so much trouble, I've already prepared everything." The little Daoist child said as he took out a scroll from his bosom. "This is a drawing I made. I've written down in detail the size of the sword, the material, the design, and the design of the sword. Just ask your old man to forge according to the drawing."
"So you've already prepared." Ye Fan smiled as he took the scroll from the Little Taoist Boy.
"There's one more thing I need your grandfather's help with," the Little Taoist Boy said.
"What is it? Tell me, "Ye Fan said.
"After the sword is forged, ask your grandfather to give it a good name," the Little Taoist Boy said with a smile.
"No problem." Ye Fan smiled. "But there's one thing I can't guarantee."
"What is it?" The Little Taoist Boy asked nervously.
"Time," Ye Fan said. "This is not an ordinary sword. Only Grandpa knows how long it will take."
"That's not a problem." The Little Taoist Boy felt relieved. "Fine work comes out of slow work. I can wait."
"That's good," Ye Fan said.
"By the way, the materials used to forge the sword are quite expensive. I'm a poor Taoist and I don't have much money. You see …" The Little Taoist Boy said with some embarrassment, "Can you first owe me the cost of forging the sword? I'll pay you in full when I have enough money."
"Aiyo, that won't do." Ye Fan deliberately put on the face of an unscrupulous businessman. "I promised to ask Grandpa to forge a sword for you, but I didn't say it would be free. Same old rules, one hand for the money, and the other for the goods."
"This … this …" The Little Taoist Boy was a little anxious. "How much is it?"
"Let me calculate for you," Ye Fan began to pretend to count with his fingers, "In our Ye family, the starting price for a sword is usually a thousand taels."
The little Daoist boy furrowed his brows.
"If you use meteoric iron, the price will be three times higher."
The Little Taoist Boy's face began to pale.
"If the owner personally forges the sword, the price will be three times higher," Ye Fan said to himself as he stole a glance at the Little Taoist Boy's expression. "In addition to the cost of the materials, the cost of the equipment, the cost of cutting the blade … hmm, all the miscellaneous costs add up to a total of thirteen thousand taels of silver."
"Ten thousand, two thousand, three thousand taels!" The Little Taoist Boy's mouth was wide open and his face was full of disbelief.
"Hey, hey, hey, this is a peerless weapon. How many people go to the door with hundreds of thousands of taels of silver but can't get it?" Ye Fan continued to act. "How about this, since you and I are friends, I'll round up the small change. How about ten thousand taels of silver?"
"Forget it, I don't want this sword." The Little Taoist Boy pouted and took the scroll from Ye Fan's hand. "I'd better go back and play with my iron sword."
"What, you don't want it?" Ye Fan said with a smile.
"I only have three taels of silver a month as pocket money." The Little Taoist Boy pouted as he put the scroll into his pocket. "Even if I don't eat or drink, I only have thirty taels a year. Ten thousand taels, I have to go without eating or drinking for three hundred years to get it. By that time, you probably won't be able to find my grave. How can I forge a sword?"
"Don't you know how to perform rituals?" Ye Fan said while holding back his laughter. "With your ability, even exorcising demons and catching monsters would be easy. You can make a lot of money doing all this."
"That's not the same." The Little Taoist Boy said with a gloomy expression. "The money for the rituals has to be handed over to the monastery. Besides, exorcising demons and defending Taoism is the responsibility of a disciple. How can I make money from this? Sigh, let's stop this matter here. "
"Hahaha …" Ye Fan looked at the Little Taoist Boy's despondent expression and couldn't hold it in anymore. He looked up to the sky and laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" The Little Taoist Boy glared at Ye Fan and said.
"I'm laughing at your blockhead." Ye Fan said with a smile.
"Blockhead?" The Little Taoist Boy was puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"You've helped me so much. I can't thank you enough. Why would I take your money?" Ye Fan said as he scratched the Little Taoist Boy's nose. "If you're not a blockhead, then what are you?" This little guy was getting along with Ye Fan's temper more and more.
"So, I don't have to pay?" The Little Taoist Boy heard Ye Fan's words and immediately rekindled his hope.
"Of course." Ye Fan said with a smile. "Not only that, after the sword is forged, Chiko and I will personally come to deliver the sword. Then we will donate a large sum of money to your Ziyang Monastery. It will all be your credit. How about it?"
"Hehe …" The Little Taoist Boy couldn't help but laugh foolishly after hearing Ye Fan's words. "Hehehe …"
This time, not only did he have a peerless magical weapon, he could also donate a lot of money to the monastery. It would be strange if his master didn't praise him. When he thought of the day when he would obtain a peerless magical weapon, his saliva almost flowed out.
"Hahaha …" Seeing the Little Taoist Boy's silly look, Ye Fan laughed loudly. This little guy's obsession with the sword was even greater than his own.
"I say, what are you two talking about? Why are you so happy? " Following Kuang Hua's voice, a group of people appeared in front of the two. Jinchan accompanied Kuang Hua and the White Tiger. Xiao Zhao followed closely behind. Fujiwara No Chiko was with Ye Yun and the other two. Mu Sen and the others were not present. Wang Gui was also not present. They must have gone back.
"No … Nothing, hehehe …" The Little Taoist Boy wiped his saliva and said as he stood up. He was still immersed in the great joy.
"Chiko!" When Ye Fan saw Fujiwara No Chiko, he immediately rushed to her side.
Seeing Ye Fan return, Fujiwara No Chiko also immediately welcomed Ye Fan. She looked at him affectionately. At this time, the two had too much to say to each other. If not for the crowd, Ye Fan would have already hugged Fujiwara No Chiko tightly in his arms. They held each other's hands tightly, as if they were afraid of losing each other again.
"It's rare for the two of them to be reunited. Let them be alone for a while." Jinchan smiled at the crowd. "Let's go in and talk."
Everyone smiled and agreed. Then, they followed Jinchan and flew into the Pear Blossom Palace.
The Little Taoist Boy smiled and turned to wink at Ye Fan. Then, he followed into the cave.
"Let's go, I'll bring you to a place." Ye Fan said as he carried Fujiwara No Chiko by her waist. Then, he used his movement technique and soared into the sky.
Fujiwara No Chiko's face was red. She hugged Ye Fan's neck tightly and leaned her head on Ye Fan's shoulder. She didn't ask Ye Fan where they were going. As long as she could be with Ye Fan, it didn't matter where they went.
Above the clouds, Ye Fan hugged Fujiwara No Chiko tightly. At this moment, he didn't want to think about anything else. He just wanted to be with his wife quietly. He didn't want anything else.
Under the urging of Ye Fan's tyrannical spiritual power, the two of them arrived above a dense forest in the blink of an eye. Ye Fan slowly withdrew his spiritual power and landed in the dense forest. This place had high mountains and dense forests. There was a small stream and it was extremely quiet.
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