Jiang Siming landed in Fengyuan City.
The sword that female disciple of the Emei Sect had carried was far too feminine for his taste, so he had not taken it with him.
However, a martial artist traveling without a sword looked terribly unimpressive. Jiang Siming found a blacksmith's shop and asked the smith to forge him a sword that felt good in his hand.
The sword could simply be made in the style of an Eight-sided Han Sword.
A sword like Jingni was far beyond what an ordinary blacksmith could forge. An Eight-sided Han Sword would do just fine. Besides, this was the Yuan Dynasty, and Han Swords had originated in the Han Dynasty—they had existed for ages.
Jiang Siming casually tossed the blacksmith ten taels of silver as a deposit, delighting the man.
During the Yuan Dynasty, an ordinary sword cost no more than two taels of silver, while a better one cost only six or seven.
During the Yuan Dynasty, the purchasing power of one tael of silver was equivalent to six hundred yuan. A sword could be bought for a little over a thousand yuan, while a better one cost only around five thousand.
Jiang Siming had casually put down ten taels as a deposit—that was six thousand yuan.
The blacksmith only earned two or three thousand yuan a month. How could he not be delighted?
"Young Hero, since you're so generous, I can't just fob you off. I was fortunate enough to obtain a small piece of Mysterious Iron years ago. I've kept it at home as my shop's treasured possession. Today, I'll use this Mysterious Iron to forge you the finest sword."
The blacksmith was very straightforward, and Jiang Siming agreed with a smile.
Although he did not care what sword he used, who would