Ever since Li Qing came to the Wei family to help forge divine weapons, the old master of the Wei family had suddenly become much stricter.
Whenever any young family member went out chasing pleasure and returned late, they would inevitably face Wei Cang's thunderous rage.
During this time, the Wei family's younger generation had truly been groaning in misery. They had to tread on eggshells in everything they did, terrified of angering the old master.
As for Wei Qingqing, however, she had grown used to visiting the smithy every day to watch Li Qing forge weapons.
After roughly seven days, the iron ingots, tempered through a thousand hammer blows, had begun to take the shape of curved blades.
Wei Qingqing recognized at a glance that the weapon's prototype was the twin blades her family was most skilled at using!
At first, she had been somewhat shocked. Why would her grandfather invite such a young man to help forge weapons?
But on this day, she finally understood a little why Li Qing had earned such respect from her grandfather.
Inside the smithy, Li Qing picked up two red-hot curved blades at once and placed them on the forging table, preparing to begin the final round of hammering.
However, the next moment, another furnace that had burned fiercely for seven straight days finally underwent a strange change!
Boom!
The flames rippled continuously, as if some transformation were taking place.
Li Qing spun around in alarm, afraid that something might happen to the two pieces of Crimson Exotic Iron.
He had originally planned to take those two pieces of iron out today and melt them into the blade edges of the two curved sabers.
After seven days of smelting, the two pieces of crimson iron had become scorching hot. The heat contained