As time passed, sweat poured down Zhang Yi's body. His face was etched with exhaustion. If Ye Lin hadn't kept channeling spiritual power into him, he might have given out long ago.
"It's done."
Looking at the pool of fiery red liquid before him, Zhang Yi's face lit up with excitement. With one final hand seal, the Sword Embryo took its complete shape.
Next came the forging.
Zhang Yi reached out and picked up the large iron hammer beside him. Then he dragged over a wooden box, opened it, tossed in one item after another, and hammered away, blow after blow.
The sound of metal being struck rang through the entire artifact-forging chamber.
The forging process lasted a full two hours. At last, the Long Sword was complete.
Zhang Yi embedded a fiery red piece of metal into the hilt, then plunged the whole Long Sword into water.
With a tremendous burst of steam, a Mystic Grade High-Tier Longsword was forged.
"I never thought I'd live to forge a Mystic Grade High-Tier weapon. If I had a few more materials, this Long Sword might even reach Pseudo-Earth Grade."
Looking at the Long Sword in his hand, Zhang Yi was brimming with excitement.
Pseudo-Earth Grade meant it had the hardness and properties of an Earth Grade weapon, but lacked a spirit. It still fell a little short of a true Earth Grade weapon.
"Thank you, senior."
Ye Lin accepted the Long Sword, thanked Zhang Yi, and turned it over in his hands.
The more he looked at it, the more delighted he became. A Mystic Grade High-Tier weapon was priceless.
"No need to thank me. You deserve half the credit for this successful forging."
Zhang Yi waved a hand, unconcerned.
Though it was a shame they hadn't forged a Pseudo-Earth Grade