After the Blacksmith and the others returned to their respective homes with heavy hearts, the Blacksmith walked straight to his backyard, picked up a hoe, and began digging at the base of a large tree. Before long, he unearthed a huge wooden chest from the ground.
The Blacksmith stroked the exterior of the chest, let out a soft sigh, and then directly opened it.
As the box opened, it was revealed to be neatly stacked with about two-meter-long, incomparably sharp sabers. Each blade shimmered with a cold light, exuding a chilling aura of martial might.
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