New Dragon-Slaying Blade--Complete!

Leng Yaozhu walked toward the red-level elevator while introducing, "At our Spirit Pagoda headquarters, we specifically cleared out the entire nineteenth floor and converted it into over a hundred sealed high-level forging rooms."

"This is to accommodate the needs of our in-house blacksmiths."

They stepped into the red-level elevator.

Leng Yaozhu pressed the button for the nineteenth floor, then lowered her head and asked with a smile, "Long Zijin, may I ask, are you in such a rush to forge because you are preparing to participate in the Blacksmith Association's grading assessment?"

Long Zijin shook his head and said, "No, it's because of Old Di."

He nudged the Holy Dragon King behind him and explained, "Old Di lost his personal machete when he left home, and now he can't find it anywhere."

"So, I have no choice but to work overtime to forge him a new one."

"A machete?" Hearing such a ruffian-like term, Leng Yaozhu looked at Di Guangming with some astonishment.

After all, at the level of a Titled Douluo, apart from Battle Armor, other external objects provide little boost to combat power, let alone a... machete, which is something commoners use for brawls?

But seeing the serious expressions on the faces of Long Zijin and Di Guangming, she felt it didn't seem like they were just spouting nonsense.

Therefore, she enthusiastically recommended, "Our Spirit Pagoda headquarters does house quite a few ninth-level soul tool blades, every one of which was crafted by a master."

"There is bound to be one that suits this... er, brother."

However, Long Zijin shook his head and declined, "Thank you for your kindness."

"Old Di has a blade technique of considerable power, but it requires a machete made of specific materials to unleash its full potential."

"Therefore, this new blade can only be forged by me."

"Ah?" Leng Yaozhu frowned and blinked twice, expressing her utter confusion.

But since this involved the other party's unique skill, which might even be a secret family inheritance, she found it inappropriate to ask too many questions.

"Ding~" A lingering sound echoed.

The elevator doors stopped and opened on the nineteenth floor.

Row upon row of sealed forging rooms appeared before them; with a slight perception of spiritual power, one could sense there were over a hundred of them.

The three of them had just stepped out of the elevator.

An administrator wearing a light blue uniform immediately brought two gray-robed subordinates to greet them, bowing as he said, "Vice Pagoda Master, how may we assist you?"

Leng Yaozhu glanced at the light screen beside the trio's workstation and asked, "Are any of the top three forging rooms available?"

The administrator replied, "Number one is in use, number three is reserved, and currently only number two is vacant."

"Good." Leng Yaozhu nodded.

She turned to the side and introduced, "This little brother and this His Excellency will be occupying room number two for the coming period. Go and prepare it."

"Yes, please follow me, everyone."

Forging room number two was just a few meters away.

A golden key was handed to Di Guangming.

Because the forging process would reveal the Amethyst Blade Blank and the Crow-Absolute Stone—two god-level creations—Long Zijin did not ask Leng Yaozhu to stay and watch.

Leng Yaozhu did not mind, but instead asked Long Zijin and Di Guangming: after the forging was complete, could they spare some time?

She promptly explained her purpose: "Although you two have joined our Spirit Pagoda, a quasi-god-level powerhouse carries too much weight. According to protocol, I must report this to our Pagoda Master Qiangu."

"If I am not mistaken, our Pagoda Master will personally invite this brother to meet. At that time, I hope both you and Zijin can make time."

After saying this, Leng Yaozhu did not disturb them further; she turned and disappeared around the corner of the red-level elevator.

As the door to forging room number two closed, every movement in the corridor, even the airflow, was completely cut off from the room.

Red, blue, and white lights filled the interior.

"Hoo~" Long Zijin let out a slow breath.

He turned to look at Di Guangming and commanded, "For the next period, go to the east of the Spirit Pagoda and find a hill with ancient, ruined temple walls."

"Then climb to the summit and use your dual attributes of Ultimate Light and Ultimate Holiness to sense. If the historical records of the continent are correct, my Second Deity should be in the vicinity of that hill, or perhaps even inside the mountain itself."

"You do not need to return to look after me during this time. Unless there is an emergency, or the Dragon-Slaying Blade is finished, I will use the Will of Destruction to summon you back."

"Go."

"Yes, My Emperor." Di Guangming transformed into light on the spot.

He drifted through the wall and vanished toward the east of the Spirit Pagoda.

Long Zijin's eyes returned to a state of calm indifference.

With a "bang," he moved his exclusive forging table out, awakened the Fire Dragon King Crown, placed the Amethyst Blade Blank upon it, and raised the Crow-Absolute Stone to begin a fierce barrage of strikes.

Time slipped away amidst the "clanging" sounds...

Day after day.

Apart from the exquisite three meals delivered on time, the moment Long Zijin opened his eyes, he would begin to hammer.

He had already slumbered in the depths of the Dragon Tomb for endless years and had slept enough; now that he was awake, his days could only be used to create value.

His hands alternated, hammering flat every uneven point on the blade blank and smoothing out every irregular crystal lattice within the crystal body.

During this period, Leng Yaozhu also came to visit twice, but she only stood outside the door for a moment, and after inquiring about the state of Long Zijin, she would turn and walk back into the internal elevator.

Time flowed by.

Finally, on the thirty-second day of entering the Spirit Pagoda headquarters.

Following a pair of "clang-clang" sounds that were completely different from before.

A deep, intense streak of purple light burst forth from the Amethyst Blade Blank, accompanied by a joyful hum.

--Thousand-Forging Sentience!

This signaled that Long Zijin's shaping of this blade blank was initially complete, and the most difficult, most time-consuming stage had been officially surpassed.

Yet he did not relax; instead, taking advantage of the moment the spiritual light radiated outward, he grabbed the blade blank, held it horizontally before his brow, and slowly closed his eyes.

The next step, naturally, was Myriad-Forging Sublimation, to allow this blade blank to generate the power of creation.

But there was no need to proceed with forging sublimation, because this was the skeletal remains of Long Zijin's past life, and it contained an extremely rich Will of Destruction within; under the principle of mutual opposition, it was impossible to stimulate even a shred of the power of creation.

Therefore, the next step: Myriad-Forging.

It required the use of--the Will of Destruction!

That's right, since it was impossible to stimulate spirituality and life, then he would do the opposite--stimulate destruction!

An artistic conception of destroying all things billowed and blazed within the secret chamber, rising magnificently before the forging table.

Under the manipulation of Long Zijin, the Will of Destruction acted like pairs of skillful hands, following that outward-radiating purple spiritual light to penetrate the body of the blade through the crystal.

The wisp of spirituality within the blade blank was kneaded and flattened by the Will of Destruction, undergoing constant, beneficial shaping.

Meanwhile, Long Zijin's hands were not idle; streams of Soul Power were poured into the blade body, ensuring that as the spirituality within the blade was being transformed, it had a sufficient supply to strengthen itself.

The sublimation was completed almost in an instant.

Eyes open--

A flash of amethyst light suddenly appeared before him!

The Amethyst Blade Blank had changed drastically; the traces of its former existence as a tailbone tip were no longer visible, and it had transformed into a true saber!

Its surface shimmered with luster, as if coated with a bright film.

Yet the arc of the blade flowed with sharp light, with the power of destruction hidden within, to the point where even the air would instinctively part into a line as it flowed past.

The new Dragon-Slaying Blade--Complete!

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