Chen Miao could hardly bear to put down the Seven-Star Peach Wood Sword in his hand.
He spent over ten minutes playing with it, striking all sorts of poses in his room, before reluctantly storing it inside the book.
With this sword, Chen Miao finally felt he had something to fall back on.
At least in certain situations, drawing this sword would give him the confidence that five qian of yin virtue ought to buy!
The sword was finished, but Chen Miao's work was not.
Some leftover material still lay on the floor.
There was a twenty-centimeter length of century-old peach wood, along with some offcuts.
Twenty centimeters was too short to make another shortsword the same way, so Chen Miao decided to turn it and all the remaining offcuts into Peachwood Talismans.
By that afternoon, Chen Miao had ten brand-new Peachwood Talismans.
Together with the two he had left, his stock of Peachwood Talismans was back at a safe level.
Meanwhile, his supply of century-old peach wood shavings, more than half of which he had used up, had been replenished as well.
Then Chen Miao took out the Peach Wood Sword Blank he had made earlier.
There was no hope of turning this blank into a Seven-Star Peach Wood Sword anymore. As for whether he might come across another method of making Peach Wood Swords, Chen Miao had no idea yet.
So now he was wondering whether he should simply split this sword apart and turn it into Peachwood Talismans.
But after some thought, he decided against it.
Although this sword blank lacked the power of the Seven-Star Peach Wood Sword, it was still useful against Vengeful Ghosts.
Chen Miao had no use for it now, but that did not mean nobody else did.
*Xiang Shang must be feeling