At this point, the curiosity in Chen Xuan’s eyes grew even more intense. He could sense that the essence of the spiritual energy within the unformed sword blank—forged from million-year black iron—remained roughly the same as before; there was no loss of energy despite the holes being drilled into it.
Chen Xuan was deeply curious about how exactly Yang Zhu managed to achieve this.
Sensing the skepticism in Chen Xuan’s tone, Yang Zhu glanced up from beneath his hammer, his eyes filled with immense pride amidst the rhythmic clanging. "It’s just your good luck, kid, that you ran into me—the number one master swordsmith of the Three Thousand Great Realms. Had it been anyone else trying to drill into million-year black iron, they would have squandered the material and ruined this top-tier treasure."
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