At this moment, Long Chen held a longsword, identical to the one Qin Feng had used before, except his had gained a bit of spiritual power, and he could even sense its life fluctuation.
When the longsword entered Long Chen's hand, it produced a strange rhythm, glowing with flowing lights and a thousand rays of auspicious light, making the entire secret chamber seem to have entered a dreamlike world.
"What a beautiful sword!"
Bai Shishi couldn't help but exclaim in admiration; it was the first time she had seen such a beautiful long sword.
Guo Ran wiped the sweat from his face and said excitedly, "Damn, I finally succeeded! With just this one long sword, I, Guo Ran, can establish myself among the grandmasters. But this wouldn't have been possible without Xia Chen's help and the boss's ...."
"Of course, our credit is only one ten-thousandth; the rest is all yours." Long Chen couldn't help but curl his lips and say.
Long Chen's words immediately made everyone burst into laughter. This time, Guo Ran laughed a bit embarrassed:
"No joke, Xia Chen has helped me the most. He takes at least half the credit."
Xia Chen chuckled and didn't say much, but Guo Ran was telling the truth. This time, Xia Chen had helped a lot with the weapon design, forging methods, and materials and materials, providing a lot of support. If it were Guo Ran alone, he definitely wouldn't have been able to do it.
However, Xia Chen was naturally calm and didn't care much about these things. Looking at the long sword in Long Chen's hand, his eyes were filled with pride. This sword represented the highest level he and Guo Ran had at present. Whether they could surpass it in the future was something neither of them had much confidence in.
"So, is my sword half-finished?"
At this moment, Qin Feng drew his longsword. Looking at the brilliant, vibrant sword in Long Chen's hand, he suddenly felt that the treasure in his hand was starting to lose its appeal.
Qin Feng's sword was just forged by Guo Ran, so he gave it to Qin Feng to try out. Guo Ran gave Qin Feng two things: one was the Stealth Ring, and the other was this long sword.
After testing, Qin Feng was very satisfied, but when he returned and saw the long sword in Long Chen's hand, he was a bit stunned.
"That's not a half-finished product, it's a piece of junk. Damn, it hurts me so much." Guo Ran said with deep sorrow.
"Scrap?" Boss Guo Ran, you're not bragging, are you? "Qin Feng was stunned. Such a sharp sword, and it's actually scrap?"
"Damn, what a joke. Am I someone who loves to brag?"
At this point, Guo Ran felt a bit lacking in confidence: "Even if I like to brag a little, how could I joke about something serious like this?"
The sword in your hand is indeed junk. The worst part is, this material must be forged in one go. If it fails, there's no chance to reforge it—in other words, it's just thrown away. "
How is that possible? I think it's really strong." Qin Feng glared and said.
"Strength is useless. It has no soul, is destined to be a lifeless object, with no room to grow, and it cannot resonate with you. Although it is made from the finest materials, it has its own capacity limit." Guo Ran took the sharp sword from Qin Feng's hand, his face full of pain as he spoke.
Although Guo Ran usually carelessly took off, he was absolutely meticulous when it came to forging artifacts, leaving no room for any flaw—almost to the point of being perverse.
"The two sides of the longsword have a total of 999 hammers. The force of each strike must be exact, and the final strike's power must connect all the hammer marks together, injecting specific runes into them to awaken each mark. They resonate with each other, forming a wave of life. This is a great Dao, truly remarkable." Long Chen stroked his sword, his face full of admiration.
The "scales" on the sword were actually hammered out by Guo Ran one by one. They were uniform in size and neatly arranged, without the slightest error—flawless.
And the final hammer was the finishing touch, giving it life. This technique was simply miraculous—even Long Chen admired it immensely.
The long sword in Qin Feng's hand was exactly the same as this one, but the final hammer malfunctioned—he failed to finish the finishing touch, so it was ruined, and there was no possibility of repair or reforge. This was also why Guo Ran felt so heartbroken.
What Guo Ran felt painful about was not the materials, nor the time and effort, but that he treated every weapon like a child. Failure was like being born to death—a feeling others could never understand.
"If you fail once and find the right method, that's already genius among geniuses. Don't lose heart." Long Chen comforted her.
"Actually, I'm not discouraged, I just want to ... Hearing your praise and praise, hahaha! Guo Ran suddenly burst out laughing, his laughter arrogantly arrogant. This guy's expression changed so quickly, he was practically a drama queen.
Long Chen was so angry he wanted to strike him with his sword, but the sword was too sharp. Even with Guo Ran's triple armor for protection, he might not be able to block it, so Long Chen dared not strike.
Everyone was speechless. This guy was like a madman, sometimes unable to understand him in ordinary terms.
"By the way, Qin Feng, what's going on outside?" At this moment, Long Chen finally remembered what had happened outside.
"A bunch of rabble came over to throw a tantrum, kill the chicken to make an example, and then run away." Qin Feng chuckled.
"Well done, this first sword still belongs to you."
As Long Chen spoke, he handed the sword to Qin Feng. Qin Feng was overjoyed and was about to take it, but Xia Chen said, "
This sword doesn't have an inscription yet. Once I have it, it will truly become a divine weapon."
"Alright then, let's work together. I believe the Nine Heavens World is about to open, and this time, we're probably going to break in." Long Chen smiled faintly.
"Then let the name of our Dragonblood Legion echo throughout Emperor Heaven!"
Everyone burst into laughter, their heroic spirit soaring. Now that they were all Nine-Star Destiny Holders and had handy weapons, it was time to go to Emperor Heaven and show their skills. Many were already eager to see what was happening.
Guo Ran forged artifacts, Xia Chen inscribed them, and the rest were given pills by Long Chen. However, Long Chen had warned them not to rush to advance their realms, because they were Nine-Star Destiny Holders and Controllers of Dragon Blood, so they needed to balance the power between the two. Otherwise, pursuing only realms would easily lead to problems.
Long Chen returned to his secluded retreat and began devouring large amounts of pills. Although the Qiankun Cauldron had said his advancement would be extremely difficult, Long Chen still hadn't expected it to be this terrifyingly great.
After devouring eighteen jars of pills, Long Chen finally broke through to the first level of Divine Venerable. At that moment, instead of feeling excited, he gasped sharply.
That was a supreme golden pill. A single pill could help an ordinary cultivator advance two or three minor realms, but he didn't count it by the pill, but measured it by the jar.
Thinking about the terrifying number required after the Nine Heavens, Long Chen felt as if he saw a mountain thousands of miles away. He was on the verge of despair—how could he just eat people alive?
"Not good, boss, Xiao Le has been beaten. You should go check it out!" Just then, someone sent a message.