Shi Lang looked at the sword that he made, and after a test, he nodded. Raksha appeared beside him and with a wave of her hand the weapon flew out of Shi Lang's grip and levitated around her. She said, "Lang, do you know there are people who use flying knives to attack?"
Shi Lang looked at her and said, "I can understand where you are going. However, refining a weapon that could tolerate your influence would be difficult for me."
Raksha shook her head and replied, "The sword intent you used to refine this sword is my essence. I may be a sword spirit but to gain my acknowledgement Tian Long had to comprehend the essence of my existence, which was the intent of sword. Only when you have a sword in your heart, will a sword spirit acknowledge you.
Tian Long was born with a sword heart, why else did you think I chose him above the rest of the people. The quality of the cultivators in the lower realm was bad. Anyhow, you should forge as many swords like this as you can. You will understand the rest when the swords are refined."
Shi Lang shrugged and said, "I will do it when I want to practice my skills, for the time being, I need to comprehend the things I learned while making this sword."
Raksha nodded, and Shi Lang sat down with his eyes closed. The sword spirit looked at the sword and mumbled, "Well, these slaves are nice. Lang does have skill for everything he wants to do."
Shi Lang did not listen to her praise and began to think over about the process of forging weapons. He created the sword infused with his intent, and the same could be done with spear, however, how shall he go about infusing Dao Laws. They could be channeled but in attacks and not processes like alchemy and forging.
No human has been able to do it so far, how could he do it. Cultivation was a cruel process, it would need one to focus on singular string of thoughts while fending off the doubts. Shi Lang was facing doubts at the moment.
Suddenly he thought, what was forging? What was Dao Laws?
After an entire day, he opened his eyes, and picked up his hammer. He smoldered the metals and then he began to beat them. The room echoed with clanging sounds, which sounded uniform, at this moment, Shi Lang was pushing himself to the limits. His spiritual energy was dedicated to channel the Dao Laws that he had comprehended through his body, into the hammer.
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Vali was standing under the pavilion, she was listening to the rhythmic pounding of the hammer with a pleased smile. A young man beside her asked, "Young Miss, why are you so pleased by the clangs? Don't all the dwarven people produce such a sound? What is special about this human?"
Vali replied, "Cryll, the clangs tell you not about the forging skills but also the heart of a person. This human is tenacious and he does not give up. Close your eyes and listen intently, you will understand why my grand-father praised and said it was a pity that this guy was a human."
Cryll was a dwarven forger, and he was the pride of his tribe, in the entire black rock city, he was second only to Vali. When he learned that the Young Miss, who subdued the entire youth of the Dwarven race with her hammer was sitting under the pavilion and listening to the sounds of a human forger's hammer, he could not help but come over to ask her what was exactly going on.
The clouds thundered and the bolt of lightning struck the weapon. The impact was normal, it was a weapon tribulation and Shi Lang had carved the ruin of lightning Dao Laws on the surface. The weapon was hit and it shivered before shaking off the power of the heavenly lightning.
Shi Lang sighed and looked up at the sky as he shouted, "Can you act a bit more decisively? What is this weak ass bolt? Are you disrespecting me? For fucks sake get a grip of yourself, bitch."
The clouds thundered and the blue lightning turned into red. Shi Lang nodded and replied, "That's a good boy."
The tribulation was provoked and it attacked the weapon with a higher damage power.
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Vali and Cryll were standing beside two old men. One of them was Dahl Titus, Vali's grandfather. He said, "Vali is this guy the one we were talking about?"
Vali replied, "Yes, grandpa."
Then he looked at his old friend and rival as he asked, "Malron, what do you think?"
Malron Olym was Cryll's grandfather, and a Dao Forging Grandmaster. He sighed and turned to look at his grandchildren as he asked, "Are you sure that this is the guy?"
The two youngsters nodded and the old man said, "Well, I am not sure about his genius, but his mania is clear to me. How dare he provoke the lightning tribulation?"
The four of them had no idea what Shi Lang was capable of, when suddenly, Dahl said, "Fellow Daoist, why are you hiding?"
Lady Yao sighed and stepped out of a void curtain and greeted the people. Dahl Titus asked, "Who are you?" Experience more on empire
Lady Yao replied, "I am his protector."
Then she took out the identity token and Dahl Titus asked, "For someone from the Martial Spirit Hall to come here, I guess this young man must have a high status."
Lady Yao shook her head and replied, "I cannot reveal his identity to you all, but please rest assured as long as you do not have any ill intentions toward him, we will not have a problem."