In Li Qing's courtyard, a flash of ochre and fiery red spiritual light burst forth.
Immediately afterward, the dense World Spiritual Energy in the surroundings swiftly began to stir.
Vast amounts of spiritual energy gathered toward the Peerless Hammer like flowing water, and every thread of inscription etched upon it began to shine brilliantly.
After a long while, the dazzling radiance receded, and a line of information that sent Li Qing into great excitement appeared before his eyes.
Successfully forged a Low-grade Magic Tool: Peerless Hammer. Reward: nine years of lifespan!
After such a long period of work, the weapon Li Qing handled most smoothly had finally, on this day, advanced into a Magic Tool.
And it was even a Low-grade Magic Tool. It truly delighted him beyond measure.
Li Qing carefully stroked the hammer's handle with his hand. The sensation in his palm was so familiar.
"Finally, it's successfully forged. Heaven does not fail those who labor with all their heart!"
Two hundred and twenty-nine years old!
Li Qing's Lifespan had surged once more. The successful forging of the Peerless Hammer had brought him nine additional years of life.
He guessed that forging a Low-grade Magic Tool should grant ten years of lifespan, because when he had first successfully crafted the Peerless Hammer, his lifespan had already increased by one year.
He could not be bothered with that right now. Li Qing tightly gripped the hammer's handle with both hands.
He fed a trace of spiritual power into it. The Peerless Hammer's spiritual inscriptions faintly lit up, and then the entire hammer seemed to carry a sense of immense weight.
There was also a faint scorching heat within it.
Suppressing the urge to test it with a swing, Li Qing casually waved it through the air a