The Heart of the Flame Demon and the fire-aspected meteoric iron he had traded from the dwarves yesterday—these two premium materials had fused together perfectly.
Talia ran a finger over the blade. She did not infuse it with aether, merely touched it. Her fingertip was sliced open at once, beads of blood welling up.
"Fourth-tier material. Fourth-tier sharpness." Talia did not even bother to bandage her wound. "You actually didn't use a guiding needle to inscribe the circuit? How does the aether inside circulate?"
"I stuffed it in by force," Su Li answered honestly. "I crushed all the fire energy of the Heart of the Flame Demon into the meteoric iron's natural grain. The sword comes with its own circuit."
Talia felt a little tightness in her chest. With such an unreasonable forging method, there was probably no second person in the world besides a monster like Su Li.
"What exactly did you come here for today?" Talia gave up struggling. She felt utterly pathetic as a master.
Su Li leaned his face closer. "Teach me fourth-tier runes."
"I just told you! You need to use spiritual power to guide—" Talia tried to refuse.
"I'm fourth tier now." Su Li cut her off. "I'm not lacking in either spiritual power or aether. There are several sets of soft armor at home waiting to have circuits inscribed on them. I can't just keep stuffing them by force. What if they explode and hurt my wife?"
Talia stared at him. "You want to inscribe fourth-tier runes on soft armor?"
"Yes." Su Li nodded.
"That's armor! One slight mistake could cost someone their life!"
"That's why I came to learn the proper method from you. Master, are you teaching me or not? If not, I'll go ask the Grand Elder. That old man