Jade Bone

Bing Ling knew who had forged Feng Wuhen's spirit sword. It was forged personally by Zhou Baixi, the number one weapon refiner of the Qiankun Continent. From this day on, Mount Grand Mystery would likely gain yet another renowned spirit sword.

Feng Wuhen and the others ate dinner at Peaceful Residence before heading back. On the way, Bing Ling mentioned the master weapon refiner who had forged his spirit sword.

Momo must have asked Zhou Baixi to forge your spirit sword. He is the number one weapon refiner of the Qiankun Continent, and also a good friend of Momo's.

Regardless of public or private ties, the spirit sword he forges for you will definitely be a once-in-a-millennium supreme treasure. Therefore, Junior Brother, you can look forward to it with peace of mind.

After learning that the person who forged his spirit sword was so formidable, Feng Wuhen anticipated his natal spirit sword with exceptional eagerness. While he waited with bated breath and growing impatience, a visitor arrived at Nine Heavens Peak.

Sensing a familiar aura, Chu Moqing emerged from his immortal cave and said to Feng Wuhen, who was practicing the sword by the cliff, "Wuhen, your natal spirit sword has been delivered!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuhen heard a hearty male voice ring out from the air, "Moqing, long time no see! It's rare for me to come visit you, and this is how you introduce me to your disciple? Look at you making me, the dignified number one weapon refiner, sound like an errand boy. Be careful or I'll get mad and refuse to give you the sword."

Knowing that given this fellow's personality he was fully capable of doing such a thing, Chu Moqing replied, "We've known each other for so many years, do you think I don't know what you're plotting? Hurry up and bring the sword over to me, or else you'd better watch out lest I cleave your forging furnace in half with a single sword stroke!"

Zhou Baixi gave a light snort and descended from the clouds. Only then did Feng Wuhen see what he looked like. He wore a dark-ink brocade robe embroidered with runes in gold thread, making him look rather mysterious.

His long ink-black hair was half-bound by a silver crown, and he wore a mask that covered half his face. Yet even with only the other half exposed, it was not hard to tell that he was a handsome man.

While Feng Wuhen was sizing up Zhou Baixi, Zhou Baixi was also sizing him up. He wore a cyan training tunic, his long hair tied up into a high ponytail with a matching hair ribbon. With his upright posture and delicate, handsome facial features tinged with a hint of sharpness that diluted any effeminacy, anyone could tell at a glance that he was a young man.

Seeing Zhou Baixi stare unblinkingly at his disciple, Chu Moqing flashed forward to stand before Wuhen, blocking the other's gaze as he extended a hand. "Hurry up and hand over the spirit sword forged for my disciple!"

Hearing this, Zhou Baixi reluctantly retrieved a cyan longsword from his storage ring, gazing at the blade as if looking at a lover.

"To be honest, in all my years of weapon refining, this sword is my most satisfying creation."

"The materials were sent by you, and they are the absolute finest refining materials in the Qiankun Continent. Combined with a secret technique I acquired from a mystic realm in my early years, I dare say this sword is even more formidable than your Azure Tide."

"And the most wondrous thing is that the moment this sword came out of the furnace, it emitted wave after wave of sword hums and had already birthed spiritual intelligence."

"In other words, if your disciple cannot satisfy this sword, he will not be able to use it!"

Chu Moqing was the most formidable sword cultivator, and when it came to swords, he understood them even better than a weapon refiner.

With just a single glance, he saw that the cyan longsword indeed possessed a sword spirit, exactly as Zhou Baixi had claimed. Although the sword spirit's consciousness was still very weak, for a newly forged spirit sword to manifest a sword spirit was an unprecedented first since ancient times.

Even his Azure Tide Sword had only birthed a sword spirit after accompanying him for many years.

At this thought, he drew the Azure Tide Sword. The moment Azure Tide appeared, the cyan longsword emitted a buzzing sword hum.

Feng Wuhen looked curiously at the cyan longsword. He could sense a special attraction emanating from it, and this attraction grew stronger with every sword hum.

It grew strong enough that, without waiting for the consent of Chu Moqing and Zhou Baixi, he reached out to take the sword.

As a sword cultivator, Chu Moqing sensed something and did not step forward to stop him.

Seeing this, Zhou Baixi feared that Feng Wuhen would suffer a backlash from the sword and shouted a sharp warning, "Stop at once, do not touch it!"

Yet it was said a step too late. Feng Wuhen's hand had already grasped the sword, and Zhou Baixi closed his eyes, not daring to witness the grisly scene to follow.

Yet after waiting several breaths without hearing any screams, he opened his eyes to look, and was instantly stunned by the scene before him.

The cyan sword was dancing with joy in Feng Wuhen's hand, and the buzzing sword hums sounded exceedingly happy.

The moment he grasped the sword, Feng Wuhen felt the emotions it fed back to him: joy, agitation, and excitement!

Holding the sword, he executed the Heart-As-You-Will Form from the Carefree Sword Formula. Augmented by this sword, its might was even greater than before.

"Master, this sword is truly a perfect fit for me, I love it so much!"

Seeing him as happy as a young child, Chu Moqing could not help but hook the corners of his lips into a smile. "As long as you like it, hurry up and give your sword a name!"

"Right, right, right, it must have a name."

Feng Wuhen gazed at the cyan longsword in his hand. The blade was so thin it was almost translucent, yet razor-sharp, while the hilt bore no patterns at all and was carved from warm, lustrous jade stone.

Touching the blade, Feng Wuhen was astonished to discover that the entire sword was made of jade, yet it possessed a sharpness unlike any ordinary jade.

Seeing him finally discover the truth, Zhou Baixi said proudly, "Considering that you possess a Wind Spirit Root, Moqing sought out a piece of Wind Spirit Jade and wanted to fuse it into the sword."

"Wind Spirit Jade is far too precious, and weapon refining is a process accompanied by loss. I didn't want even a tiny speck of it to be wasted, because that would have been far too pitiful."

"Thus, I devised a method. In my early years of tempering myself in mystic realms, I obtained a special weapon-refining manual."

"Using this manual, one can allow a specific material to fully display its utility while fusing all other materials completely into it. However, this method requires the consumption of immense energy and spiritual power."

"I certainly couldn't manage it alone, so I sought out my junior brother and bled him dry for assistance. It exhausted the spiritual power of both of us before we finally succeeded in forging this sword."

"Therefore, whether it is out of consideration for the hard work of my junior brother and myself, the blood I shed to make my junior brother help, or the heartfelt dedication of a weapon refiner, I must ask you to treat it well!"

To weapon refiners, every single one of their creations was equivalent to their child. These were words they said to everyone who asked them to forge a weapon.

Hearing this, Feng Wuhen bowed respectfully in thanks. "Many thanks to Senior Uncle Zhou for the guidance. Wuhen will keep it firmly in mind and will surely treat it well!"

Feng Wuhen named the sword Jade Bone, feeling that the name suited the blade with absolute perfection.

Having named it, he stared nervously at the longsword, wondering if it would acknowledge the name!

Fortunately, the sword gave him its answer quickly. It circled three times above his head, sliced a wound across his palm to absorb the blood on its surface, and then lay quietly in his hand.

Failing to tend to the wound on his hand, Feng Wuhen picked up the sword to examine it closely. Two new characters had appeared on the right side of the blade: Jade Bone.

Azure Tide Sword rarely encountered a brother that also possessed a sword spirit, and even though this little brother was as weak as a guttering candle, it still filled him with joy.

Unable to resist wanting to nuzzle him, another snow-white sword materialized in Feng Wuhen's hand. Azure Tide rubbed against Jade Bone, but receiving no response, it wilted slightly.

"Jade Bone is tired. You can play together once it wakes up!"

Hearing this, Azure Tide reluctantly departed from his hand and returned into Chu Moqing's Dantian.

Chu Moqing looked at Zhou Baixi, who was still standing there. "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Zhou Baixi had been watching the lively exchange between Azure Tide and Jade Bone with great relish. Just as he was thoroughly enjoying the spectacle, he heard himself being shooed away, and glared indignantly. "I've only just arrived, and you're already chasing me off? Is that how you treat a friend? Why aren't you asking me to stay here for a few days?"

"If you want to stay, then stay. However, I don't have any place suitable for weapon refining here. If you forge weapons here and break anything, I'll simply go and confiscate all your treasures."

Hearing this, Zhou Baixi fled in a flurry of dust, leaving behind a storage bag where he had been standing.

"Junior Nephew, this is a welcoming gift from your Senior Uncle. I have matters to attend to and will take my leave first. We shall meet again next time."