Clang-
After the final hammer blow fell.
Xia Xi placed the glowing-red Nichirin Blade into the cooling trough, then set it securely on the stand beside him.
He straightened his back and casually wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Then he eagerly inspected the Nichirin Blade he had forged.
In craftsmanship alone, this blade was far better than anything he had cobbled together back in the Northern Region.
Compared with the blade in his hand, his work back then had been no better than strips of iron.
Nothing like this, where even the temper line showed care and refinement.
This was not simply an improvement in his [Forging] skill level.
Rather, the change had come from his growing knowledge and understanding of smithing.
The more ironwork he handled himself, the firmer his foundation became.
Previously, he had been like a hands-off proprietor, merely deciding what he wanted.
He left everything else to the system to fill in and optimize.
The final results could only be said to roughly match his requirements and imagination.
Take the [Great Tachi], for example.
He knew nothing about its specifications or performance, and was completely in the dark about its blueprints and manufacturing process.
Had it been him back in the Northern Region...
The system probably could only have squeezed out an enlarged [Uchigatana] that matched his imagination.
Although it would have been usable in a pinch.
Compared with a real great tachi, however, it would have been an entirely different thing.
[Forging] was a practical discipline for producing ironwork.
At most, the system could help him optimize the unreasonable parts of his imagination.
But now, after handling and learning about all kinds of ironwork here with Tiezhen, when he used [Forging] again...
The quality of the finished products was clearly a cut above.
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