Having achieved their goal, Ye Feng and Orochimaru hurried back to Konoha. Neither cared about the White Snake Sage's fury. After all, she could not leave Ryūchi Cave, and even if she could, Ye Feng was not afraid of her.
Looking at the bottles of blood before him, even Ye Feng felt a little excited and hurriedly urged Orochimaru:
"We have the blood. Hurry up and make it!"
At his words, Orochimaru immediately picked up the materials he had prepared earlier and got to work.
But just as Ye Feng was about to find somewhere to rest, he heard a loud bang.
Ye Feng quickly turned to look, only to find that the spot where Orochimaru had been experimenting was now shrouded in smoke.
"Cough... cough... cough!"
Then Orochimaru darted out of the smoke, coughing as he spoke:
"Cough... I never expected the White Snake Sage's blood to be so volatile. Merely inscribing it caused the chakra metal to shatter."
Ye Feng nodded slightly. The White Snake Sage already counted as a Six Paths-level being. Ordinary chakra metal really could not withstand that kind of power.
"Do you have any better materials?"
Orochimaru shook his head and said:
"This is already the best chakra metal in Konoha. For anything better, we could only try our luck in the Land of Crafts, though the chances are slim. Or we could get our hands on the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist's swords. They're all made of special metals, so they would certainly be able to withstand more."
Ye Feng fell silent. The previous Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist had forced Might Duy to unleash his power, and all of them had ultimately died in Konoha. Their weapons had not been put away by Konoha either, but after the Third Shinobi