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Chapter 1

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When Chen Hao was thrown into the furnace, his heart was filled with unwillingness. He hastily reviewed his short and boring life and hated the cruel swordsmith who had deceived him!

He was a transmigrator!

The one and only transmigrator in the world!

A transmigrator who had activated the legendary Golden Finger System!

He had not expected that when he had just arrived in this world, before he had the chance to become the world's top master, before he had the chance to achieve great things, before he had the chance to build a huge harem … he had been tricked into entering the Sword Casting Hut and thrown into the furnace by a seemingly honest and kind swordsmith uncle.

Just now, that seemingly kind but actually sinister swordsmith had told Chen Hao that he had concealed his identity in Ironstone City and neglected sleep and food for more than 20 years to study the art of swordsmithing. Half a year ago, he had reached the peak of swordsmithing, so he had switched to learning how to forge spiritual weapons, wanting to become a true master swordsmith.

He had accidentally obtained a secret manual on forging spiritual weapons, which recorded a bloody, effective, and simple secret technique for forging spiritual weapons — Forging Swords with People.

Simply put, it was to mix a secret Spirit Solidifying Liquid into hot molten iron and push a living person into the molten iron. The Spirit Solidifying Liquid would absorb and preserve the person's soul and merge it with the weapon, causing the weapon to produce a "weapon spirit".

This morning, he felt that he had made a breakthrough and was itching to practice. When he met the "beggar" Chen Hao by chance, the sense of urgency in his heart became even stronger, like a cat scratching at its prey.

He had used recruitment as bait and two steamed buns to trick Chen Hao.

That's right, as a transmigrator, Chen Hao had been tricked by two steamed buns!

Seeing that he was about to fall into the molten iron and the heat was getting stronger and stronger, Chen Hao suddenly thought of a sentence: I will obtain immortality in fire and hot blood!

The burly swordsmith pushed Chen Hao down and stared at him as he fell into the hot furnace. He opened his arms and roared, "I will become a true master swordsmith, and you will be my first work. A true swordsman will be proud to use you!"

"I curse you to die a horrible death. Even if I really become a sword, I'll definitely be a demonic sword. Whoever uses it will die and have no descendants!" Chen Hao wailed before he died.

However, the swordsmith did not care about Chen Hao's dying curse.

Black flames instantly rose from the furnace. The black flames quickly disappeared, and Chen Hao's body disappeared along with it.

The swordsmith was filled with excitement as he poured the molten iron into the sword mold. After the molten iron cooled down, he obtained the sword embryo. Rhythmic sounds of smithing rang out within the Sword Forging Hut.

In the latter half of the night, the swordsmith placed the red-hot iron sword in the cold water from Snow Cloud Mountain.

Chi chi chi …

After the steam dissipated, the swordsmith couldn't wait to see the true appearance of the "spiritual weapon".

However, with just a glance, his face darkened.

The black iron sword looked ordinary, no different from the iron swords forged by his apprentices in the Sword Forging Hut.

Taking a closer look, there was a red dot on the sword, like a drop of coagulated blood.

The swordsmith repeatedly wiped it with a handkerchief, but it could not be wiped off!

He tried sharpening it. Perhaps it was the legendary treasure concealing itself?

With an uneasy heart, the middle-aged swordsmith sharpened the edge of the iron sword with ease. He did not encounter any resistance.

Staring at the edge of the sword, the middle-aged swordsmith let out a long sigh. He had failed.

When he was forging this sword, he had been very focused and serious. He had strived for perfection in every step. He had even used precious materials such as azure cloud iron and spiral copper. In addition, he had also mixed in a small pinch of extremely precious meteoric iron.

However, he had made an extremely low-level mistake!

The temperature was not right when he was smelting it.

If he had been forging a normal sword, he would not have had any problems controlling the temperature. However, he was using a person to forge a sword.

Using people to forge swords, with one more person in the furnace, the heat would definitely be different.

Every step of the swordsmithing process was interconnected. Because of a single mistake, even if he had used extremely precious materials, the sword would be ruined!

He took the sword and went to the weapon rack. There were more than ten swords on it, all of which were the work of apprentices.

He picked up a low level mortal weapon and did not hesitate to hack at the edge of the Blood Drop sword. The low level mortal weapon's edge cracked.

With so many precious materials, it would be strange if he could not break a low level mortal weapon!

The middle-aged swordsmith picked up a medium level mortal weapon and hacked at the Blood Drop sword. A small crack appeared on the medium level mortal weapon, but a crack appeared on the Blood Drop sword!

In other words, he had used a person to forge a sword and spent a large amount of precious materials to forge a low level sword!

This was a complete failure.

The middle-aged swordsmith's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

At this moment, a soft sound came from the window. It was like the sound of dry leaves being crushed.

The middle-aged swordsmith was also a martial artist. He had sharp ears and sharp eyes. The soft sound was very obvious in the quiet night.

"Who is it?"

Following this, there was the sound of hurried footsteps.

The middle-aged swordsmith rushed out of the swordsmithing hut with the Blood Drop sword in hand. He used all his strength and caught up to his target in just two breaths.

It was a new apprentice of the swordsmithing hut.

This little apprentice was somewhat clever and diligent, but his talent in swordsmithing was somewhat ordinary.

The swordsmith blocked the apprentice's path. The apprentice was so scared that his legs turned to jelly.

"Did you see everything?"

"No, I didn't see anything!" The apprentice cried. "Master Jin, please let me go. I really didn't see anything!"

Jin Zhengqiu did not say anything. Blood dyed the sword red. The apprentice probably wanted to steal his skills, but he chose the wrong day. If it wasn't for the incident with Chen Hao, he might have let him go.

He held the sword in one hand and the apprentice's body in the other and walked towards the swordsmithing hut.

The blood on the sword slowly seeped into the sword as if it was being absorbed.

Within the sword, Chen Hao's soul was in a daze.

A mechanical system notification sounded. "Ding. The system has detected a change in the host's identity."

"According to the host's identity and wishes, the 'Strongest Human System' has automatically changed to 'Strongest Demon Sword System.'"

"Strongest Demon Sword System activated. Activating, please wait …"

"Detected that the host's consciousness is blurred. Automatically bound to the sword owner — Jin Zhengqiu."

Sword Name: None

Grade: Low Common Weapon

Ren Kenzhu: Jin Zhengqiu

Talent: Killing the Master

Skills:

1. Misfortune (Activated): Steadily reduces the sword owner's luck by 1 (with a luck value of 10, he is the world's Child of Fortune).

2. Slaughter Evolution: Evolve by absorbing blood and souls.

"Ding. Once enough blood and souls are absorbed, the host can evolve."

"Detected that the host's consciousness is blurred and the sword is damaged. The system's protection function has been activated. The host is upgrading automatically."

"Ding. Upgrade complete. The host has leveled up to Medium Common Weapon. The host has received a talent skill — Automatic Repair."

"The sword is being repaired …"

When Jin Zhengqiu finished dealing with the apprentice's body and looked at the failed sword in his hand, he was stunned.

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