Even without Spiritual Power to sense the intricacies of the Thousand-Leaf Sword, Beverly's instincts as a Grandmaster Smith told him it was extraordinary. Saying it did not belong to this world seemed more plausible, yet that only made it harder to explain.
And if it had been forged using a technique passed down by the Ye Family's ancestors, preserving that technique would have been an immense treasure, even without the materials to put it to use. But the Ye Family had existed for thousands of years, and what made them famous was their exquisite swordsmanship and monstrous fighting ability. He had never heard of them possessing such a remarkable forging technique.
Seeing how reluctantly Beverly held on to the Thousand-Leaf Sword, Ye Chuqi took it back with a smile. "To be honest, neither have I." After all, the one who had used this forging technique was not an ancestor of the Ye Family, but Eldest Senior Brother. It seemed he had never taught it to anyone else. The technique only worked in conjunction with Spiritual Power, so preserving it on its own would have served no purpose.
But Ye Chuqi felt that, just as San San had said, power merely took different forms. Some things were fundamentally the same. If she set aside the parts of the forging method that required Spiritual Power, the rest could be combined with this world's theories.
"Master Beverly, you don't rely solely on the furnace when you forge, do you?"
Beverly raised an interested eyebrow. These days, forging centered on hammering. People held hammering techniques in the highest regard: how many strikes to make on a material, and how much force to use on each part. Done properly, it allowed materials to fuse and brought out more of their potential. The furnace was crucial