"You sure about that?"
"Yup! Just let it be then. But, thanks all the same."
"Surely you won't go back on your word?"
"Why bother to regret?"
"Grandpa, may I use your sword for a minute? You see, we don't have a dabber as the Tianbao guys."
Letting out a laugh, Wandong turned to Xu Wenchuan.
Bestowed by the predecessor of the current emperor, Xu Wenchuan's sword boasted a striking containment of the blood steel, going beyond 60 percent. It was, almost the utmost limit as far as a weapon could get. It, therefore, was far sharper than a regular stonemason's dabber.
Xu Wenchuan tugged the sword out of its case right after his underlings fetched it for him.
Gleams of flowing scarlet rays darted forth, outshining the starry light on the velvety canopy.
"Grandpa, could you please help me with that? You see, I'm wounded."
"No problem at all!"
Xu Wenchuan laughed Wandong's formality off.
The blade of his sword, giving off a burst of bloody force, swept across the raw stones all at once.
His move split them across the board straight away, much swifter than the professional stonemasons.
Dozens of scarlet rays scrambled to come in full blossom, resembling a case filled with rubies. They dazzled with overwhelming charm that all present felt tough to face them with their eyes open.
"Is that real?"
Xu Wenchuan, by no stretch of his imagination, had ever pictured such a splendid scene.
He went struck-dumb forthwith, mouth wide open, sufficient to accommodate an egg.
Leng Yuecui and Wu Yang, though they had long seen it coming, got blown away by the awe-inspiring feast of scarlet rays in spite of themselves.
"Oh…My…"
Stumbling over her words, Tang Xinyi failed to complete what she wanna say. She just couldn't for the life of her come to terms with the thrilling bulk of blood steel, even if she rubbed her eyes nonstop in a bid to see clearly.
A moment of silence cast a prompt spell on the crowd. They stared at the ruby-like blood steel, eyes glazed.
Wandong had no option but to break the ice, unable to cope with the long-lasting dumb-show-like vibe.
His wounds couldn't allow any delay. Or else, he would probably cease to be before long.
"Oh, yes, yes!"
Xu Wenchuan finally came back to himself.
Sword clenched tightly in his hand, he took a deep breath and hacked on the rest of the raw stones with a forceful move.
Each piece of blood steel popped out of its raw stone shell with a clear crack, composing a pleasant snatch of melody.
The whole process ended in the blink of an eye, with all raw stones successfully "giving birth" to the blood steel.
The Palace of Dingshan, immersed in numberless gleams of scarlet rays, looked literally like an ocean of blood.
"It…it must be a dream. I…"
Feeling a bit dizzy, Tang Xinyi questioned herself, quivers running across her body nonstop.