"I just don't know how much more effort and materials you intend to pour into this sword, Senior?" I asked with a slight frown.
Zhao Diji thought hard for a moment. His expression shifted again and again as he glanced at the students, who all awkwardly retreated. It was clear that, in order to forge this supreme magic sword, this teacher had not only exhausted himself but had also exploited his students quite a bit.
Seeing his students either retreating or trying to hide, Zhao Diji suddenly looked many years older. He asked, "If you were the one forging it, Little Friend, how much more material and effort would it require? Is there still any hope for it?"
"Well... as for the three hundred weaknesses, the amount of material needed by weight shouldn't be too great. But for all the repairs and patching, a little of this and a little of that, you'd still need five or six hundred types of top-grade materials at the very least. On top of that, the artifact spirit has to control so many chaotic attributes, so I'm afraid the mana requirement will be enormous. To activate a supreme artifact spirit, you'll still need half a catty of innate essence as a foundation..." I looked at Zhao Diji with a bitter smile and an expression full of sympathy.
The moment Zhao Diji heard the quantity of materials required, along with the mention of innate essence, he dropped heavily onto the floor and wailed bitterly. "Wuwu... I've spent most of my life's savings and only forged a half-finished product? I thought it had already taken shape... Wuwu, this won't do, this won't do! My reputation is finished..."
"Mentor!"
"Mentor, don't panic. With so many of us students, once we get a chance to leave the mountain,