The Sword Forger of the Heavenly Dao, the Sword God of the Beginning Borrowed the Sword to Bear the Shadow
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As the fiery red sword embryo entered the water, the entire room was instantly filled with white fog.

This was the second and final step of forging a sword, quenching.

The purpose of quenching was to make the sword undergo a magical change in the sudden drop in temperature, allowing the unstable sword body to fuse and stabilize.

After quenching, the hardness of the sword could be greatly increased.

However, quenching also had a drawback, which was that it would make the sword more brittle. Short weapons were naturally often connected, and the characteristic of brittleness did not meet the requirements of its use.

In the special quenching water, the sword embryo stabilized.

A pair of fan-sized hands held it and he applied a layer of secret ingredients on it.

He then placed it back into the blazing furnace to temper it.

Tempering was the last step of forging a sword. In order to meet the user's requirements, tempering was often tailor-made.

However, the man who was forging the sword did not ask anyone. It was as if he had already known the fate of the sword the moment he received it.

Soon, the tempered sword emitted a cold blue light, which meant that it had been forged.

As the last step of tempering was completed, the system notification suddenly appeared in the blacksmith's mind.

"The host has forged 100,000 swords and successfully unlocked the Swordsmith System.”

"Binding location: Sword Pavilion. The host is invincible in the world within the bound location.”

"The Sword Forger occupies the Sword Pavilion, and all the swords he forges are divine swords. Each sword can be added with additional attributes.”

"After the sword finds its owner, the host can obtain the sword's owner's martial arts technique, and the range of invincibility will be expanded.”

The muscular man, who was still holding a long sword in his hand, nodded indifferently.

He was only wearing sackcloth shorts and his upper body was bare. His bulging muscles contained endless strength.

With a casual toss, the sword in his hand flew out and landed outside the simple and crude iron-forged room.

The Sword Pavilion was neither small nor big. It had three floors inside and outside. The entire five-mile radius of the Sword Pavilion was filled with swords.

These treasured swords formed a ring of sword tombs. They were all forged by Chen Mu and were quietly waiting for their master to appear.?

Twenty years ago, he had transmigrated to the Integrated Martial Arts World and became a sword forger. He had also become a disciple of the great teacher Ou Yezi.

After transmigrating, Chen Mu bound himself to the System.?

However, the activation condition of this system was very harsh, which was to forge 100,000 swords!

If someone else were to do this kind of mission, they would probably die of anger. Even if they didn't die of anger, they would die of exhaustion. 100,000 was not a small amount.

Take Chen Mu's master, Ou Yezi, for example. When he was at his peak, he would usually take several years to forge a sword.?

This was only possible if he had all the materials and was in his peak condition. Every time he forged a sword, he would fall into a state of weakness, as if his entire body had been emptied.

Even for ordinary swordsmiths, it would take them several months to forge a sword for ordinary cultivators.

At this rate, it would take at least a few hundred years to forge 100,000 swords.

How many people could live for more than a hundred years? Even if they comprehended martial arts and reached the Land Immortal Realm, it was impossible for them to live for hundreds of years.

When Chen Mu transmigrated, he was already in his teens. He was just a small blacksmith apprentice under Ou Yezi's tutelage. All he had to do every day was help swing the hammer.?

And this was the treatment that he could only get because he was talented. Most people didn't even have the chance to touch the hammer.

After all, one could see the sword embryo when swinging the hammer, which was also a part of forging a sword.

Chen Mu had brought his past life's experience to this place. He had worked hard for two years before he was finally recognized and had the opportunity to forge a longsword himself.?

How could he give up such a hard-won opportunity?

During that trial, Chen Mu had unleashed one hundred and twenty percent of his strength and crafted a longsword perfectly.?

This also allowed him to gain Ou Yezi's favor.

Blacksmithing was an extremely boring task. Chen Mu had spent ten whole days carefully forging the sword embryo. It was only then that he had forged this longsword that was relatively perfect for him back then.?

This kind of temperament was the prerequisite for Ou Yezi to take a fancy to him.

Forging a sword required talent, and Chen Mu's persistence had given him a stepping stone.?

However, what truly moved Ou Yezi was Chen Mu's unique forging train of thought.?

A normal person would forge a sword in a very orderly manner. They would use the same tools and materials at the same time.

However, Chen Mu was different. He did not pick the right materials or timing to forge a sword. He could start as soon as he got his hands on it, and he completed it smoothly.?

There was no pause or hesitation in between, as if he had already known what the sword looked like the moment he received the materials.

Generally speaking, people like him were either geniuses or lunatics.

However, the swordsmith did not mind either of them.

Therefore, Chen Mu became Ou Yezi's last disciple.?

In the beginning, he could only forge one sword in ten days, then one in three days, one in one day, three in one day, and even fifteen in one day.

Chen Mu's talent in swordsmithing had surprised everyone. His master Ou Yezi had even taught him everything he had learned in his life.?

With the gradual improvement of his skills, Chen Mu was now able to produce thirty swords in a day. The task of producing a hundred thousand swords was as easy as pouring water on his hands.?

During the process of forging the sword, he had also broken through his martial arts realm and become a Vajra Realm martial expert that countless people yearned for.

Chen Mu had never practiced martial arts before.?

To be able to reach the Vajra Realm just by forging a sword, even an ordinary martial arts student would have to practice martial arts for thirty to forty years without eating or sleeping!

Now, the system had been successfully unlocked.

Chen Mu was invincible in the Sword Pavilion!

Even if a Land Deity came, they would not be able to hurt Chen Mu as long as they were in the Sword Pavilion!

After forging the sword for twenty years, he had finally completed the system's mission.

Chen Mu did not feel any joy because his heart had been tempered while he was forging his sword over the past twenty years.?

The current Chen Mu was as calm as an ancient well. His state of mind had already reached a state where he was unperturbed.?

Chen Mu did not rest after the System was unlocked.?

He took out a piece of Crimson Meteoric Iron and began to forge the first divine sword after unlocking the system!

At this moment, outside the Sword Pavilion, an extremely outstanding young man was pulling an old man who was carrying a long box and running for his life.

There was also a red horse beside them. The two of them did not ride it, but dragged it along.

These two people were Xu Fengnian, the Prince of Beiliang, and his coachman, Old Huang.

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