The artifact furnace opened, and a serrated saber wreathed in blood-red mist fell into Jiang Feng's hand.
The blade bared its vicious gleam. Even as he gripped it, it struggled, trying to break free from his grasp.
Jiang Feng felt the blade's edge and sighed. "A fine saber!"
Beside him, Ji Kongling and Nasanio exchanged a glance.
Nasanio looked thoroughly displeased. He flew up before Jiang Feng and glanced at the serrated saber in his hand.
"Of course it's a fine saber. Senior Brother Ji personally forged it and personally laid down its formations."
"But no matter how good a saber is, what use is it if it can't be used?"
Jiang Feng smiled faintly. Naturally, he could tell that Nasanio was deeply dissatisfied with his intervention in the artifact forging and the resulting outcome.
Ji Kongling stepped forward. "Nasanio, you cannot blame Junior Brother Jiang Feng for this."
"It was I who was too greedy for the saber's power and chose an exotic beast soul that was too ferocious."
"The fault for the failure lies with me."
"And Junior Brother Jiang Feng's intervention at least saved this saber."
Nasanio gave a muffled snort. "Senior Brother Ji, there is no need for you to take responsibility for him. Had he not rashly taken over, with your abilities, Senior Brother Ji, you would surely have been able to turn the tide."
Ji Kongling shook his head. "To be honest, if Junior Brother Jiang had not taken over, this artifact forging would certainly have failed."
As he spoke, Ji Kongling looked at Jiang Feng. "Moreover, I believe Junior Brother Jiang must have had other arrangements."
"In my view, this saber is not ruined."
Jiang Feng smiled slightly upon hearing this. "Senior Brother Ji truly has discerning eyes. My little trick could not