Jiang Ding subjected this piece of top-grade Fire Spirit Copper to a Spiritual Sense Scan for a long time.
He analyzed its composition, the properties of its fire-element sword intent, and guessed at the forging process—whether it had been made with pill fire or earth fire, whether the material needed to be melted into liquid...
For a time, countless thoughts and flashes of inspiration surfaced in his mind, then winked out one after another.
"Somewhat amateurish..."
Jiang Ding laughed mutely. Even he knew how unreliable this was.
His main fields were the sword dao, warship command, and, professionally speaking, emergency excavation of the Great Sun Ruins. None of them had anything to do with materials.
Many of his current inspirations would probably seem utterly elementary to Golden Core doctoral students who had systematically studied the relevant sciences, or had long since been settled by senior figures in the field. There was no need to begin research and development anew from scratch.
So-called inspiration was merely a beginner's astonishment.
Before he knew it, several days had passed in thought.
"Honored guest, what do you think?"
Even Liu Cailing, the manager who had weathered the business world for years, was growing somewhat impatient. She said coolly, "To be frank with you, who knew how many sword cultivators have tried to decipher the Great Sun Sect's sword-sacrificing treasures, yet none have ever succeeded. Even if one were blessed by heaven and managed to restore a fraction of it, the consequences... I am sure you know them as well."
"If this item does not please you, a third-rank low-grade Fire Sword Stone may perhaps be more suitable."
She had easily seen through the intentions of the person before her and offered the suggestion tactfully.
In truth, every sword cultivator was like this. It concerned