After hearing Qingxuan's words, Demon Emperor Daochen frowned. "He probably means no harm. I can sense that."
"If you want to learn from him, then go ahead. I can't force you to keep following my old path. I may serve as an example, but I still hope you can find a path of your own. The road ahead is long; I shall search high and low."
"Both you and Qingchan must find your own paths."
He was not worried about his daughter. On the surface, she seemed to be imitating him all along.
In truth, she had always walked her own path. Her strength far surpassed her younger brother's, which was also why she had always wanted to do this.
As long as it suited them, they need not care how others saw them.
"All right."
"Now I'll start forging your Personal Weapon."
Qingxuan was different from Qingchan.
His main attributes were darkness and fire, mixed with space, time, and various other attributes.
Thousand-Hand Hui had given him an incredibly muddled assortment of teachings.
And his Personal Weapon was the most troublesome to make.
To accommodate all his attributes, the Demon Emperor took great care.
From tens of thousands of suitable materials, he slowly selected several hundred that suited Qingxuan.
Using these materials, the Demon Emperor gradually picked out those suited to his attributes.
He began experimenting once more.
This time, all three of them worked together.
Qingchan supervised from the side, while Qingxuan tested the results of every forging attempt. They decided on the weapon's shape and gradually finalized the materials.
Qingxuan made a folding fan. In his words,
It gave him the air of a graceful young gentleman and added to his sunny charm.
They also incorporated fire-attribute materials and some supplementary materials, allowing him to bring out