Chapter 134: Upgrading the Silver Feather Blade

Watching Cheng Feng hurry toward the accounting room,

Zhao Wei turned her head toward Wang Tieshan and said with shame, "Master, has Junior Brother reached the Blood Refining Mid-Stage so quickly? I remember that when he first joined, I was still at Blood Refining Perfection, and now Cheng Feng is already at the Blood Refining Mid-Stage, while I still haven't made any progress!"

Sensing his eldest disciple's frustration, Wang Tieshan smiled and said, "This is talent; it is not something you can envy. Do you still remember Huang Yao from the Lianshan Prefecture?"

Without waiting for Zhao Wei to ask, Wang Tieshan replied, "She was neck-and-neck with you back then, but now she has already reached Bone Refining."

Hearing this, a flash of disappointment crossed Zhao Wei's eyes.

She lowered her head in silence for a moment, then looked up, her eyes flickering with a determined light: "Master, I will practice even harder and will not let down your expectations."

Wang Tieshan nodded with satisfaction. He knew well that Zhao Wei had a resilient character; once she made up her mind, she would certainly give it her all. He said calmly, "The path of cultivation is long and arduous; remember not to be impatient. Your foundation is solid, and as long as you are persistent, you will break through one day."

After collecting the piece of Heavy Iron at the Martial Arts Hall, Cheng Feng took the Heavy Iron and the Silver Feather and headed toward the old shop from before.

Nothing had changed; it was just as it had always been, only the person responsible for receiving guests in the front hall had been replaced by a newly initiated disciple.

Cheng Feng walked up and asked, "May I ask if Master Liu is in?"

Upon hearing this, the new disciple knew that the person before him was a regular customer of the shop, so he ran to the Rear Courtyard without hesitation to call his senior brother out.

After the senior brother came out, he recognized Cheng Feng at a glance.

Clearly, this senior brother still had an impression of what had happened before, and he asked with a hint of arrogance: "What business do you have looking for Master Liu? Could it be that the weapon forged previously has developed a defect?"

Cheng Feng did not offer much explanation, but instead pointed his finger directly at the piece of Heavy Iron placed on the counter and the Silver Feather Blade he held in his hand, then said slowly: "I have come this time to add some materials to my weapon. Big Brother Blacksmith, see if this piece of iron can be added in. Be careful when you take it; it is a bit heavy."

The burly blacksmith had a forthright personality and a fiery temper; without a word, he reached out to grab the iron block, wanting to weigh just how heavy it was.

However, this burly man was, after all, just an Ordinary person. When he grabbed the iron block, which weighed about sixty-some jin, with one hand, he clearly felt it was somewhat strenuous.

In fact, although this piece of Heavy Iron that Wang Tieshan gave to Cheng Feng was only the size of a bowl mouth, its weight reached an astonishing sixty jin or so.

To grab such a heavy weight with one hand, this feat was already quite impressive.

Cheng Feng felt helpless about this; he just wanted to melt the iron into the blade!

To think he would encounter this kind of trouble.

This blacksmith also had self-awareness; without another word, he went into the Rear Courtyard to find Master Liu.

Master Liu arrived with a face full of smiles, looked at the Heavy Iron carefully, and said, "Young man, this item of yours is quite rare. Are you sure you want to melt it into the blade?"

Cheng Feng was certain.

Master Liu nodded and said, "This Heavy Iron of yours weighs about sixty jin, but I have just checked it; there are many impurities in it. After removing them, the remaining Iron Essence will be about forty liang. Can you accept this weight?"

Master Liu did not dare to take risks and brought over a long rod weighing about forty jin for Cheng Feng to test the feel.

Seeing Cheng Feng wield the forty-plus jin long iron rod with ease, Master Liu had nothing more to say. After confirming Cheng Feng's requirements for the blade and other details, and finalizing them one by one,

he turned and walked toward the inner room. Before long, he arrived beside a fiery red furnace. The flames inside the furnace were burning fiercely, as if they could devour everything. He skillfully placed the Heavy Iron into the furnace and began to hammer and forge it using special tools.

Cheng Feng stood to the side, staring at the Heavy Iron in the furnace without blinking. As the flames roasted it and the sound of hammering rang out continuously, the Heavy Iron gradually turned bright red, and the impurities on the surface fell off one after another under the high temperature. Master Liu's technique was skillful and powerful; every strike felt like a silent contest with the Heavy Iron.

Time passed slowly, and the Heavy Iron in the furnace finally completed the process of impurity removal. Master Liu carefully used tongs to clamp it out and placed it on the anvil to the side. At this moment, the Heavy Iron had become pure and bright, like a piece of unpolished gemstone liquid.

Next was the crucial step of melting the Heavy Iron liquid into the blade. Master Liu returned to the inner room, melted the Silver Feather into liquid as well, mixed it with the Heavy Iron liquid, and gathered it into a blade blank. He gently placed the blade blank on the anvil and began to hammer it with a special hammer.

Every strike was accompanied by sparks flying and the crisp sound of metal colliding. Cheng Feng watched this scene nervously, his heart filled with anticipation. He knew that this moment would determine the fate of the weapon in his hand.

After a long wait and nervous watching, finally, with Master Liu's last strike, the Heavy Iron was successfully fused into the blade blank. At this time, the blade blank was still in the black, raw iron shape.

Master Liu took a piece of fur to wrap the handle position and let Cheng Feng test the weight. If it was not suitable, more material could be added to increase the weight.

Cheng Feng tried it and felt it was still a bit light, so Master Liu directly added some more Iron Essence liquid.

They continued to return it to the furnace for remolding.

Because the weight of the Heavy Iron changed after extracting the impurities, Cheng Feng could only comply with Master Liu's request and stand by to wait for orders.

One can only say that he is worthy of being a master smith.

After the second time back in the furnace, he directly increased the weight to a feel suitable for Cheng Feng.

The subsequent polishing and edge-sharpening did not require Cheng Feng to be present.

There would be other disciples to complete those.

Cheng Feng went straight home to have a good time with Xiao Qing. A suitable weapon was about to return, so next, he still had to work hard to save up points.

Until the third day, the sun was bright and a light breeze was blowing; it was a good day to collect the blade. Cheng Feng arrived at the blacksmith shop full of anticipation and saw at a glance the bright-colored Xiuchun Dao resting on the blade frame.

He walked up to the blade frame and gazed at the Xiuchun Dao in his hand. He saw the blade edge flashing with a cold, biting glint in the sunlight, and the lines of the blade body were smooth and beautiful, like a silver long river dancing in the air. Fine patterns were carved on the handle, which not only added to the aesthetic appeal but also improved the comfort of the grip.

Cheng Feng gently stroked the blade body, feeling its cold touch, and a surge of indescribable excitement welled up in his heart. He knew that this Xiuchun Dao was not just a weapon, but also a capable assistant for his future battles.

Cheng Feng gripped the handle tightly and slowly drew the Xiuchun Dao from its scabbard. As the blade slid out, a sharp blade aura rushed toward him, making one feel refreshed. He waved the blade body gently, and saw the blade light flashing, like a meteor streaking across the night sky; it was extremely beautiful.

This weight could perfectly match Cheng Feng's own strength, and on the blade guard, the name "Silver Feather" was also carved.

Cheng Feng felt these details and exclaimed, "Master Liu has put his heart into this."

Master Liu looked at Cheng Feng's satisfied expression and smiled, "The total is thirty liang."

Cheng Feng felt a pain in his hand.