There had already been rumors in Xuanling Sect that the Grand Elder loved blacksmithing and that the Sword Spirit Workshop was catered to his interest . With the Grand Elder’s protection, even the inner sect elders were relatively polite to the blacksmiths there, much less ordinary disciples .
Perhaps, those two disciples complained a bit because they suffered in the Sword Spirit Workshop, but one could still hear the fear in their words .
Ye Qingtang was not too concerned though . She was there to strengthen the Demonic Blood Sword and could not be bothered about anything else
In just a while, Ye Qingtang reached the entrance of the Sword Spirit Workshop .
Although the Sword Spirit Workshop was opened to forge weapons, the place was relatively magnificent . Before Ye Qingtang entered the workshop, she was already able to feel the gradual increase in the surrounding temperature .
When Ye Qingtang entered the workshop, she saw a few blacksmiths making weapons . As the hammers landed, a clank sounded, and sparks flew everywhere . Surrounded by furnaces, the temperature of the Sword Spirit Workshop was frighteningly high .
All types of weapons were hung on the walls of the Sword Spirit Workshop, and from the sharp blades, it was evident that they were of relatively fine quality .
Although they were a group of arrogant blacksmiths, their standards were way above those of the blacksmiths outside the sect .
Ye Qingtang’s arrival did not draw any attention from the blacksmiths, who even could not be bothered to look up and only focused on the work on hand .
An incharge sitting aside was smoking an opium pipe every now and then . Lifting an eyelid lazily, he swept an indifferent look across Ye Qingtang, who entered the workshop
“Incharge, I wish to forget a sword . How do I go about doing this?” Ye Qingtang walked forward and said politely .
The incharge glanced at Ye Qingtang and took two puffs before answering casually . “What kind of sword do you wish to forge?”
Ye Qingtang removed the Demonic Blood Sword hung on her waist .
The warden took a look and nodded slightly, though he still had an emotionless expression on his face .
“Thirty thousand Xuanming points . ”
“…” Ye Qingtang was dumbfounded instantly .
Thirty thousand Xuanming points?
Was this a joke?
With another ten thousand, it was enough to exchange for the Demonic Blood Sword .
The incharge saw Ye Qingtang’s expression and said, “I quoted this price because your sword is pretty good . If it were some ordinary plaything, no one would help you to forge even if you paid double the price . ”
Ye Qingtang could tell that the blacksmiths here were not easy to deal with . A casual quote was already tens of thousands of Xuanming points, and whether they forged it was another matter altogether . It was all dependent on whether the weapon could catch the attention of the blacksmiths .
Ye Qingtang wanted to strengthen the Demonic Blood Sword, but thirty thousand Xuanming points… was definitely not a price she could afford to pay .
She was not a fool!
They really were working under the Grand Elder . Look at how different their tone was .
Ye Qingtang had a little headache . Not mentioning how she did not have so many Xuanming points, but even if she did, she would definitely not be willing to spend so lavishly like that .
However…
She was not resigned to leaving her weapon as it was .
Then, Ye Qingtang scanned her surrounding and finally spoke after some hesitation “I don’t have thirty thousand Xuanming points . I’m afraid I can’t request the masters to personally work on it . I wonder if… I can forge it myself?”
The incharge scanned Ye Qingtang and could not help but chuckle after noticing her thin wrists and legs . Knocking on his opium pipe, he leaned back on his chair lazily and asked, “You wish to forge it yourself?”