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They now finally understand.

Why the guards at the door would not allow them to enter, acting so panicked and urgent.

Because they did not want them to discover the truth, feel guilty, and unable to resist, they wanted to sacrifice quietly and contribute silently.

What kind of spirit is this?

Lonely, stubborn, introverted, these are precisely the character traits of these blacksmiths!

The engraving work was long.

From daytime through to midnight and onto a new dawn, it was only then that a few elders finally finished the artifact patterns. The reforging started as they were placed back in the forging furnace for tempering again.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sky-reaching pounding seemed to reach the clouds, vibrating the white clouds in the sky above the manor, dispersing them.

The steaming air seemed to blur the entire blacksmith shop, with the burning light blooming, making the figures in sight appear distorted.

Clang!

The full spectrum of emotions in the heart poured into the hammer.

With emotions surging, Zhang Jinseng's Three Flowers Essence, Qi, and Spirit became highly concentrated; he raised the hammer again, entering an unprecedented state.

Clang!

Clang.

As if the bell tolled, conducting the ritual for the neighboring blacksmith shop.

He could only do it this way; forging with heart was the best expression of respect for them.

Beside him, Daojiu and several other blacksmiths now held the prepared fusion Sword Fairy, which was apparently already fused.

"The final step, the Artifact Spirit!" Zhang Jinseng shouted, swearing to do his utmost to forge this weapon to perfection, not failing their expectations.

Daojiu and others looked at the Sword Fairy.

"It's my turn now!" The Sword Fairy was eager to try.

There was no major issue with the fused Sword Fairy.

After integrating with the Loli Medical Fairy, they had already become one, as they were originally from the same origin and memory after all.

Shush!

The Sword Fairy surged within.

As if the entire magical artifact came to life, writhing, fusing, twisting, and becoming a biological shell.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The pounding continued.

Daojiu and those young blacksmiths silently watched; this felt like a historic moment.

Boom!

Finally, the sudden sound of a sword's resonance echoed to the heavens, like a dragon's roar across the nine heavens, soaring with momentum.

In a daze, everyone seemed to see two voluptuous peerless beauties, stepping on white and black clouds respectively, flying into the sky.

As the light faded, looking at the sword brimming with icy light, everyone knew the weapon was complete!

This sword radiated piercing cold light, embedded with intricate patterns, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

The Yin Yang Fish swam on its surface, with liquid flowing as if a roaring ocean surged within, like a living sword.

"It's a success!"

Zhang Jinseng was satisfied and held the hilt, saying, "We just need to forge a sword sheath, but it doesn't require much heart power. The main thing is to test the weapon's power."

"I don't want a scabbard; my sheath is my clothing." At this time, the Sword Fairy shouted, "I want a flexible sword cloth wrap; when I transform into human form, it will become a garment."

"We'll talk about the sheath later; we blacksmiths aren't tailors."

Zhang Jinseng sighed; this weapon has everything, but with an Artifact Spirit that has a temper, it's no wonder it's a Demon Sword.

For the next half day, they began testing the weapon.

They discovered that this weapon was enchanted with six divine techniques spells, usable six times a day.

Once activated, it lasted about the time of one stick of incense.

During that period, striking an enemy would plant a kind of spore, growing Wine Rice on their head, ultimately gradually transforming the enemy, filling straw into flesh, becoming an embodied scarecrow.

The wielder of this sword would become the Scarecrow Monarch of the scarecrow, birthing countless scarecrows across the mountains and fields.

They guessed this was the characteristic of the Shadow Rice Wine.

After all, it's a Spiritual Rice type of spiritual root.

But the effect was extremely astonishing as well.

In the past, striking people resulted in hollow shadows, but now they're solid.

Besides the active spells, there's also a passive divine technique that would strengthen the sword's wielder, nourishing their soul and blood qi, enlarging the body.

It's a very eerie slaughterous Demon Sword.

And Ning Zheng observed secretly:

"In terms of power, currently it's not as strong as my spiritual root, but that's naturally the case; I have a Celestial Spirit Root, while they are mid- to low-tier spiritual roots fused, merely a Yin-Yang Convergence."

But indeed, it's a Demon Weapon.

What's more, this is just its initial form; it tends to grow into a Great Calamity, becoming increasingly powerful.

As it matures into the Late Stage, passing into the hands of successive owners, with various resources poured in to continue reinforcing it, the future potential is unimaginable.

It might even rival a Celestial Spirit Root, or even surpass it, which is highly possible.

After a round of testing, the Zhang Family blacksmith said:

"The Red Sun is about to arrive, our clan crisis is imminent. We must return immediately and cannot stay here any longer. We still need to return to the Zhang Family to submit the task. We have sworn an oath with our Tao Heart, and we will say nothing during this period."

"Our Gui Pu lord has also sworn an oath with his Tao Heart."

After all, in Zhang Jinseng's eyes, this is a weapon crafted by exhausting the other family's heritage.

Just this one blade is a unique masterpiece of the human world, and no new Demon Weapon can be produced.

"Then we should discuss the reward." Zhang Jinseng said, "3 million Magic Coins, that's all the funds we have."

The Zhang Family was already gradually declining, not knowing how many resources had been spent to nurture new Three Elements Realm.

And now, the various materials for this Magical Artifact have actually depleted their family's thousand-year stockpile of materials.

This is all the Magic Coins they can offer, and from then on they are completely impoverished.

It's their utmost sincerity.

Of course, a Divine Weapon level weapon is far beyond just 3 million Magic Coins. The price is incalculable.

But both sides clearly understand.

This isn't an outright purchase of the Magical Artifact, strictly speaking, it is borrowed. You're merely the first generation owner, and after you die, it will return on its own.

Where does the Sword Fairy's heart truly lie?

They don't want to expose it!

Essentially, it's still borrowed to use for a while.

The opposing side even uses their own hands to help elevate the Magical Artifact, adventuring outside to upgrade the weapon; if they die, it has nothing to do with their manor.

This is equivalent to this swordsmith family freeloading their own.

Paid several million in material costs, additionally came up with three million Magic Coins as a rental fee, and added several old blacksmiths' labor fees. In reality, more than ten million Magic Coins have been paid for this weapon.

It's more than enough.

Both sides tacitly remained silent without exposing these matters.

Soon, multiple cases of Magic Coins were transported over; the Zhang Family was thoroughly emptied.

And this group of old blacksmiths, seated in the cable car, left the manor, continually looking back, feeling a sense of regret and reluctance.

This period of experience will forever remain buried in their hearts, never to be forgotten.

"Family duty demands we leave, but in the future, we may sometimes return!"

"By then, genuine technical exchanges will occur."

They walked to the outskirts and saw Gui Pu and others already waiting to receive them.

"Let me see the sword." Gui Pu's voice was filled with passion.

The Treasure Sword glimmered with icy brilliance.

"Good, very good."

Gui Pu's eyes were bright, carefully studying this Demon Weapon.

"Our Zhang Family is already destitute, nearly all the shops were sold off just to gather this Demon Weapon."

"Tonight, there will be no trace of me, Gui Pu, in the Zhang Family; I will completely sever all ties with you."

"Pingchang City will see an outsider Demon Cultivator of unknown origin, seizing the moment when the ancestral figures of various families are tied up, beginning a massive slaughter."

"Zhang Family, Xu Family, the two of you harmed our family's Three Elements Realm ancestor, slaughtered my parents, repeatedly assassinated our young cultivators with potential for the Three Elements. This vendetta must be avenged."

"Once they are weakened to a certain extent, I will leave, wandering outside."

"Thus, it won't implicate our Zhang Family, and the family can be preserved and redevelop."

...

The city of Pingchang under the night.

Seemingly shrouded in darkness, the gloomy low clouds churned ceaselessly, almost suffocating.

Whirr.

Within a dwelling, cold light flashed, and a patrolling figure fell.

He gradually grew wheat ears on his head, long hair covered his body, transforming into a scarecrow, staggering as it stood, eyes dark red, exuding bloodthirst and ferocity.

Splash.

Splash.

"What is that?"

A cultivator awoke in the night, glanced outside the family, not knowing when it had become a wheat field, with tides of wheat rolling.

"Why do we have rice fields in our city?" The cultivator rubbed his eyes.

Crack!

A bright electric flash streaked across, utterly illuminating the shadowy wheat field, which was in fact scarecrows.

Wherever they walked, eerie wheat ears started growing crazily, turning into waves of wheat.

"Stand up." A deep, suppressed voice sounded.

One by one, scarecrows quickly transformed amid the wheat waves, consolidating.

Countless straws gathered into a huge humanoid shape, enormous, strong, and eerie, reaching tens of meters high, fiercely grabbing at the already uprooted Zhang Family ancestors.

"Who!?" An enraged shout sounded.

Like other Embers, several Zhang Family ancestors during this special Red Moon period were prone to going mad, completely disregarding kinship.

Boom boom boom!

They began raging.

Several sober Three Elements Realm cultivators immediately intervened to stop the ancestors' rampage, looking at the scarecrow: "Who might you be? Why attack our Zhang Family?"