Clang! Clang! Clang!
Inside the smithy, the hammering rang out without pause. With every strike, showers of sparks flew.
Beneath Li Qing's hammer, a snow-silver dagger had already begun to take shape.
Outer-Heaven Meteorite Iron was inherently exceptionally tough, far harder than any metal Li Qing had ever seen, so he skipped the tempering process.
After completing the forging, Li Qing carved a flawless dagger hilt from the antler of the Stag King.
The antler hilt connected to the dagger's end, this portion formed from Ink Gold and Outer-Heaven Meteorite Iron melted together.
Li Qing fitted the horn hilt seamlessly onto the dagger. A dagger whose material and craftsmanship were both of the highest quality came into being.
"I'll call you the Dragon-like Dagger." Li Qing looked at the dagger, which only lacked an edge, and nodded in satisfaction.
Graceful as a startled swan, elegant as a soaring dragon!
There could be no better description for this snow-silver dagger. The cold gleam reflected from its edge made one's heart quail.
For days, Li Qing had agonized over what weapon to forge, and even his appearance had become considerably more disheveled.
Yet when he immersed himself in forging the Dragon-like Dagger, he found his state once again, and his essence, energy, and spirit gradually began to merge.
Not only did he understand why he wished to forge this peerless divine weapon, he also found his own martial path.
Next, Li Qing began sharpening the blade. He gripped the hilt with one hand and pressed the other against the dagger's body, carefully polishing it.
With every pass of the whetstone, the Dragon-like Dagger grew a little sharper.
The process lasted quite some time. He even went through three whetstones before, at last, information announcing the completed forging appeared before his eyes.
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