Xi Rong, the Dragonhead of the Nine Continents' Divine Offices!

It was urgent, so Ning Zheng personally transported the immortal weapon from the Nine Grains Emperor's order to the capital in secret.

His luck was decent. He reached the capital without incident, displayed his identity, and entered the imperial palace.

Xin Xichen's true body had always been stationed in the imperial palace.

But his Dharma Aspect had been extremely busy. These past few days, he had been in Bone Demon Royal City, studying the Way of Luck together with the leaders of the Four Divine Beasts, Zhaizai, and the others.

Clearly, they had already gained some insights.

At that moment, Xin Xichen's true body sat upon the throne. He was startled. "How is that possible? They actually finished it that quickly?"

"Yes." Dao Yue Niang's eyes also shone with a hint of radiance. "They really succeeded, and at astonishing speed!"

In reality, forging divine weapons could never take several hundred years whenever one felt like it.

A divine weapon had to be forged as a single whole, completed in one uninterrupted flow.

It was impossible to forge one over several years.

For example, could you forge the hilt last year and the blade this year?

The hilt you forged last year would have cooled long ago. How could you fuse it together with the blade?

A divine weapon had to be forged as one piece.

If you took too long, all you could make was an inferior, cobbled-together product.

Thus, once a divine weapon's forge was opened, the faster it was forged, the better. One had to hammer madly for days and nights without pause!

The shorter the forging time, the more superb one's skill.

One had to understand.

Back then, the Nine Grains Emperor had summoned the great masters of every profession among the human race across the Nine