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Chapter 91: Casting the Sword

When Xiaoye put his empty hands flat in front of Siyu, Civic asked with curiosity: "What are you trying to do? Are you borrowing money?"

"No" Xiaoye said seriously: "What I hold in my hand is the future of Yeyu Studio. [*you]"

But Siyu looked at it for a long time and still couldn't see anything on Xiaoye's hand. When she turned around and wanted to leave, she was stopped by Xiaoye: "You really didn't see what's on my hand?"

Siyu shook her head honestly.

"This thing is transparent and can be used to create a transparent long sword. This is the future of Ye Yu Studio."

Siyu was not as excited as Xiaoye imagined, and asked quietly: "Is this thing difficult to get?"

"fine."

"Brother, I don't want any accidents to you because of Ye Yu." Siyu said very heavily.

"Tsk, why is that? You don't look at who I am." Xiaoye pretended to be relaxed and didn't want Siyu to worry about him.

Xiaoye didn't talk to Siyu for long, it was already late. Siyu was not like Xiaoye who almost didn't need to rest at night. Xiaoye went directly into the demon refining pot. Perhaps tonight or longer, Xiaoye could refine a long sword about Yeyu's future.

When we arrived here, everything went smoothly.

Xiaoye held the transparent and ill-shaped object in his hand. Although he couldn't see it, Xiaoye could feel its existence in his palm and its powerful vitality.

Xiaolie has grown a lot recently, and the flames on his body have become even stronger, but Xiaoye felt the violence from it, and Xiaoye was afraid that he would take Xiaolie to upgrade because of the violent aura on his body, for fear that one day it would cause unnecessary trouble to Xiaolie.

Xiao Lie rubbed beside Xiaoye for a long time and seemed extremely intimate.

Xiaoye squatted down and put the missing transparent stone in front of Xiaolie's nose. Unexpectedly, Xiaolie took a few steps and arched his body. The flames on his body suddenly rushed out very high, as if he had strong hostility towards this thing. [*you]

Xiaoye hurriedly put away the transparent stone, sootheed Xiaolie for a while before he could restore it to silence.

This transparent stone is just the most important raw material, and Xiaoye has to look for some other things. The first thing he thinks about is that the unfinished works that the master had before his death, with such precious materials, would not insult the master's reputation.

Among a large number of semi-finished products, Xiaoye first caught a fancy long sword. Unfortunately, the hilt of the sword has been made and the sword body has not been completed. The five-clawed Canglong coiled on the hilt is a vivid and imaginative one, and it is about to come out. Xiaoye caught the hilt of the sword at first sight. If it is matched with a transparent sword body, Xiaoye is already imagining the scene when the sword appears.

Then Xiaoye decomposed some advanced metals from the broken equipment he picked up in the maze, and the approximate materials were prepared.

Xiaoye also contributed two of Bingpo without hesitation. The things have been prepared almost right?

Taking out the transparent stone, Xiaoye ordered Xiaolie to carefully control the fire of hell and never to destroy the transparent stone. Although he didn't know why Xiaolie was full of hostility towards this thing, he still faithfully executed Xiaoye's order.

A fire of hell broke out from the air, slowly refining the transparent stone floating in the air. Xiaoye could feel the terrifying cry of the transparent stone, which was extremely shrill. Fortunately, Xiaoye had only encountered such a rare treasure so far. If Xiaoye could feel all the ores fearing the fire of hell, he would have given up this profession long ago.

The originally transparent ore gradually showed its shape under the experience of Hell Fire. The red metal flow floated in the air, and some tiny bubbles and black substances appeared inside. Those were impurities contained in the transparent stones. As the Hell Fire rose, bubbles continued to emerge, and the black substances gradually deposited to the bottom, and finally seeped out of the flow of gold and fell directly to the desert.

When the flowing gold turned purely red, Xiaoye knew that the time was almost done, and the impurities inside had been removed, and he was waiting for the flowing gold to be forged into shape.

At the same time, another cluster of hell fires also rose up to forge the decomposed metals. It was originally the purest metal that was forged after ten or eight.

By comparing the two, Xiaoye could see the difference. The red of the transparent stone was just on the edge of the flowing gold, and it seemed to be wrapped in ice crystals, while the other ball of metal was red from the inside.

There is not much time left for Xiaoye. According to the system's instructions, the stone controls the transparent stone to shape a slender sword body. Because the raw materials are limited, the sword body is actually thin and has extremely strong elasticity. It can be made into a waist sword.

At this time, the hilt of the sword that had been built was also suspended and connected to the nearly translucent sword body. The remaining metal played a role, closely connecting the two.

The left button of the sword body lowered, and Xiaoye watched as the originally thin sword body slowly faded until it finally turned into true transparency.

With a long sword raised, Xiaoye held the sword body with his hands. Under the sun, there was only a shadow on the sand surface, and the sword body really existed.

However, the system has not prompted itself to successfully build the long sword.

After clicking on the attributes of the long sword, the semi-finished logo made Xiaoye very depressed.

It seems that it is definitely so easy to build a good weapon, but what does this semi-finished product mean? Is there something wrong with that link?

Xiaoye began to recall, and the master's words came to his mind again: A good weapon must have its own soul.

Yes, Chengying---Xiaoye has already thought of the name for it in advance. What is missing is a powerful sword spirit. If you want to find a good sword spirit, the best place is undoubtedly the sword tomb, a place where peerless swords are buried.

Xiaoye carefully put Chengying away and came out of the demon refining pot.

"What's wrong?" Siyu was surprised that Xiaoye had actually released the demon refining pot so early. She thought that it would take at least one week for Xiaoye to concentrate on building a long sword, but now it only took two days to come out. A trace of ominous premonition appeared in Siyu's mind: "Xiaoye, it doesn't matter if it fails."

"What did you say? What failed?" Xiaoye had just been thinking about Jianzhong again, but he had not yet reacted to what Siyu said.

"It doesn't matter if the long sword was not built successfully." Si Yu said the more she said, the lower her voice.

"Oh," Xiaoye said with a sudden enlightenment expression: "No, Chengying's original body has been built now, but there is still a good sword spirit missing. I want to go to the sword tomb to capture a powerful sword spirit back."

Siyu's face became more and more gloomy as she heard Xiaoye talk. She had already positioned that Yeyu Studio's early development was mainly equipment manufacturing, but she had made up for the relevant knowledge. The narrative about Jianzhong is a place full of dangers and challenges. In order to obtain the right spirit, countless great forging masters embarked on a dark road.

"Shaoye, why don't you do something else."

"The body has been done, only the sword spirit is missing, and I don't want the master's efforts to be insulted in my hands."

Siyu knew that once Xiaoye made up his mind to do something, there was no way to save it anyway, so she simply said, "I'll go with you!"

Xiaoye waved his hand calmly: "It's too dangerous."

"But, I don't want you to be in danger alone."

"This matter has not been discussed. You and Kabu stay in the empty city. There are still many things to deal with here. When I am not here, you have to learn to make your own decisions. And I am not alone. Have you forgotten my aunt?"

The aunt Xiaoye mentioned is the undead mage who rarely appears.

"Brother, thank you." Siyu knew that everything Xiaoye did now was for herself, and said with gratitude. In fact, she wanted to say more: "Why are you so kind to me?" But she didn't dare to say it, because Xiaoye would definitely answer: "Because we are friends." Siyu wanted a different answer.

After explaining to Siyu, Xiaoye went to find the Undead Auntie. I don’t know how many dangers I would go through this time, so I would like to discuss it with her. Regarding the Undead Auntie, Xiaoye has been unable to see through her background, such as why did she follow Xiaoye? After arriving in the empty city, she stayed in her room? Is there anything wrong with it? When Xiaoye thought of these, she felt a big headache and simply stopped thinking about it. Just make sure that the Undead Auntie was standing aside with her.

Xiaoye's hand just touched the door, and the door opened itself. The first reaction was that the door was not closed. This was the first time Xiaoye entered the undead aunt's room. After entering, he felt a chill. All the windows in the room were covered by thick curtains. The originally bright light pearls were specially adjusted to the lowest brightness. In the slightly dim and damp room, the undead aunt was sitting on the bed, closing her eyes to rest.

Xiaoye gently knocked on the door and reminded someone that he had arrived.

"Is there something wrong?"

The undead aunt's words were a little cold. Xiaoye even wondered if Hong Ling would become like this in the future? Does it mean that after too much communication with skeletons and others, there is a tendency to be abnormal?

"There is an activity, I need you to accompany you to Jianzhong."

"Is it very dangerous?" The Undead Aunt may have never heard of Jianzhong.

"It's very dangerous." Xiaoye said seriously.

The undead aunt started to move her muscles and bones. A sound of bone friction sounded, and she said, "I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time."

Is she the legendary bloodthirsty maniac? She has been looking forward to the massacre?

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