Sword Forging

There was no feast under heaven that never ended. After parting with Huang Mei, Yue Bingxin, and Yue Lingshuang, Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng continued flying south, soon vanishing beyond the horizon.

The Treasure Radiance Sea Region was incomparably vast. Riding the Flying Puppet, the two flew for five days without leaving this sea region. In the end, they landed on a Volcano Island.

Volcano Island was diamond-shaped, with two large and nine small volcanoes, eleven in all. The volcanoes rose like cones, and red light often flickered from their craters, as though scorching magma could erupt at any moment.

"We still have, by my estimate, hundreds of millions of li to go. There's no rush. We can cultivate here for a while. It so happens that I also need to learn sword forging." If a swordsman understood sword forging, he should gain a deeper understanding of the sword path.

"Mm, my comprehension of Martial Arts is a little too low."

Murong Qingcheng nodded. Her foundation was far stronger than Ye Chen's, but her Martial Arts had begun to lag behind her cultivation. If her Martial Arts could reach a high enough realm, even Obsidian King might not be her match. After all, demonic power was an energy superior to True Essence.

Thus, one cultivated Martial Arts while the other studied sword forging, and the two settled down peacefully on Volcano Island.

The process of sword forging was not overly complicated, but it required immense patience. This was something Ye Chen did not lack; on the contrary, he excelled at it.

Time flew by, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Over those three days, Ye Chen finally grasped the knack of low-grade sword forging and successfully forged a genuine Low-Grade Treasure Sword.

This Low-Grade Treasure Sword