The Magical Blacksmith

There was a knife master who was joining in the fun. Hearing that Zhang Ye could forge a top-quality magic sword, he immediately trembled: "Boss Zhang, how much does it cost to forge a sword? Can you help me forge a top-quality magic sword?"

Zhang Ye was looking for a good time to start the knife forging business. Isn't this the right time? He immediately announced: "From today on, we will accept the forging business of magic weapon level swords, and the fees will be the same as the forging of flying swords."

Dao Xiu danced with excitement and said quickly: "Boss Zhang, wait for me, I will go back to get the materials."

Yin Wenbin came to his senses at this moment and quickly grabbed the sword cultivator: "Brother, come to me, I can help you create a low-grade spiritual weapon!"

It was difficult to choose between a low-grade spiritual weapon and a top-grade magical weapon. The sword cultivator showed hesitation: "How much does it cost?"

Yin Wenbin hesitated for a moment: "It's also ten high-grade spiritual stones!" Originally, he wanted to quote a higher price, but in order to grab Zhang Ye's business, he quoted such a price.

"What is the success rate?" If the magic weapon fails, the employer will be responsible for it, so this is the most worrying issue besides the price.

Yin Wenbin forged a low-grade spiritual weapon, and with the help of his junior sister, he had a 20% success rate. However, in order to win this business, he exaggerated and said: "50%!"

Fifty percent is already a very high success rate in the creation of magic weapons. But when the sword cultivator heard this, he immediately got angry: "How dare you say fifty percent? Boss Zhang has never failed!"

Yin Wenbin argued: "But low-grade spiritual weapons are more powerful than magic weapons!"

"Fuck you, boss Zhang's top-grade magical sword has surpassed the low-grade spiritual sword!" The knife repairman left Yin Wenbin and cursed.

"I only charge you eight pieces of high-grade spirit stone... How about five pieces?" Even if Yin Wenbin repeatedly lowered the price, the sword repairman did not look back. After all, the materials are so precious. If the forging fails, it will be a huge loss. Therefore, he would rather spend a few more dollars. Buy a top-grade spiritual stone and feel at ease.

Zhang Ye had already revised the notice board to indicate the magic sword forging business. The Jindan monks took out magic weapons and spiritual stones one after another, preparing to ask Zhang Ye to forge them, completely ignoring Yin Wenbin who had just opened his business.

This made Yin Wenbin furious. He walked to the blacksmith shop and shouted: "Zhang Ye, I heard that the top-grade magic sword you forged can beat the low-grade spiritual sword? I don't believe it. I want to fight you again to make a treasure!"

As for Zhang Ye's victory over Yu Wenhua, Yin Wenbin didn't take it seriously. After all, the blacksmith of the Blood God Sect was nothing. If Zhang Ye was not defeated head-on, Yin Wenbin would not be able to save money to build the Tianbing Pavilion branch.

Zhang Ye got entangled with Yin Wenbin after he had eaten enough and had nothing to do. He was about to refuse, but the bone knife on Zhang Ye's waist suddenly emitted a burst of murderous intent and enveloped Yin Wenbin.

Yin Wenbin was still high-spirited at first, but his face turned pale when he was aroused by the murderous intention. Yin Wenbin glanced at Zhang Ye's bone knife, turned around, pulled his junior sister and ran away.

"Brother, are we not going to open a store?" The female monk was confused.

Yin Wenbin's lips trembled a little, and he didn't say with lingering fear until he ran out of Lingtai Town: "Zhang Ye has a royal weapon."

"How is this possible?" The female monk couldn't believe it.

"Return to Tianbing Pavilion. It is not unjust to be defeated in the hands of a person who can make the best magic weapons and royal weapons." The moment Yin Wenbin saw the bone knife, he completely lost the courage to fight Zhang Ye.

As for Yin Wenbin thinking that the bone knife was forged by Zhang Ye, it's just because Zhang Ye broke his perception time and time again and forged even the best magic weapons. What's impossible?

Therefore, Yin Wenbin no longer wanted to stay in Lingtai Town. Even if he returned to the sect and was beaten to death, it would be better than facing Zhang Ye.

Besides, if you return to your sect with the news about top-quality magic weapons and royal weapons, you may be able to outweigh your merits and demerits, and you may be rewarded.

In this way, Brother and Sister Yin Wenbin never came back as soon as they left. The new shop opposite the blacksmith shop closed down just after it opened and became the talk of the monks after dinner.

…

Zhang Ye slapped the bone knife and scolded with his spiritual mind: "Who asked you to scare others?"

Ahua was a little confused: "Isn't this a way of making meritorious deeds?"

"Don't come here, show off from now on, remember to report." After Zhang Ye scolded him, he lost his sleep, walked to the backstage, and started working. The forging level was about to be improved, and he didn't know what surprises were waiting for him?

Now that the matter of the top-grade magic weapon has been exposed, Zhang Ye did not hide it. After a whole morning, he refined several top-grade magic weapons. Thunder clouds were rolling. The great elder came and went. Afterwards, he got tired of watching and felt that the top-grade magic weapon was hidden. The magic weapon used to overcome the tribulation is nothing more than this, and it will not come again.

It's just that the great elder gave Zhang Ye a jade slip. If there is any danger, crush the jade slip and he will come to help.

After all, Zhang Ye helped the Lingtai Sect so much in the Divine Weapon Barrier and completely offended the Blood God Sect. He must be listed as a key protection target. Even with the care of Elder Wu of Lingtai Town, it is not enough.

"Ding dong, the experience points are full. Congratulations to the host for improving the forging level..."

"The current properties are as follows

Name: Zhang Ye

Cultivation level: Late stage of foundation building

Forging Level: 4

Blacksmithing Skills: Flying Sword Specialization (Magical Weapon), Knife Specialization (Magical Weapon)

Experience value: 0/5000”

"In order to reward the forging level improvement, you will gain a special ability - Sword Yanwu."

A series of broadcasts made Zhang Ye dizzy, but when he heard about the special ability, he was shocked and asked quickly: "System, what is Sword Yanwu?"

The special ability hidden in the cultivation base obtained last time is particularly useful. Even the ancestor of Nascent Soul can't see it. This sword Yanwu is probably extraordinary.

"As the future God of Forging, no one knows magic weapons and Yan Wu better than you, that is, the host can derive martial arts through the sword magic weapons forged by himself." After the introduction of the system, Zhang Ye felt goosebumps all over his body.

Zhang Ye's cultivation level can be directly improved by the system without bottlenecks, but there is one shortcoming. He has not learned any martial arts. If he is at the same level, Zhang Ye will be at a disadvantage.

I never thought that this special ability rewarded by the system completely made up for this shortcoming. As long as Zhang Ye forged a sword himself, he could learn a sword or sword technique. Then he would not be invincible?

Just like in the magic weapon barrier, some magic weapons have inheritance, which is the most suitable method for using the magic weapon, and Zhang Ye can create his own inheritance.

Zhang Ye quickly pulled out the Tuhao Sword, which was the only magic weapon he had made by himself. Unfortunately, it was broken yesterday and he had not had time to repair it.

Zhang Ye fiddled with it for a while and asked: "System, why can't I understand the sword technique?"

"Only intact flying swords can derive martial arts." The system prompted.

Zhang Ye had a heartbroken look on his face when he heard this. The reason why he didn't repair the Tuhao Sword in time was because he had to spend ten high-grade spiritual stones to repair the sword. Um, apart from the 10% of the profit he earned, he also had to pay nine high-grade spiritual stones. Shi, I feel so distressed.

However, in order to develop a swordsmanship, Zhang Ye decided to spend money to repair the local sword. But at this moment, Xiao En came to the shop with a broom and said angrily: "Zhang Ye, I'm hungry."

Zhang Ye is a workaholic, so he didn't notice that it was already noon, but he decided to repair the local sword first, and said: "Xiao En, wait for me for a while, and I will cook for you right away."

"Zhang Ye, I work very hard, and I slept with you all night last night, but you didn't let me eat?" Xiao En was so angry that he smashed the broom on the ground.

"Fuck!" Zhang Ye trembled all over. Seeing the weird expressions on the monks' faces, he quickly explained, "Xiao En is scared to sleep alone, and there was thunder last night..."

"Boss Zhang, we understand!" The monks nodded seriously.

Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, just understand.

But then, a monk shouted: "If anyone tells the truth about Boss Zhang sleeping with a fifteen-year-old girl, I, Dong Lao San, will be the first to kill him!"

"Count me in!"

Zhang Ye has a dark look on his face, I understand your mother...

Zhang Ye was afraid that the description would become darker and darker, so he would drive the customers out of the shop and close the shop.

Zhang Ye glanced at Xiao En, said nothing, and went to the kitchen to cook with a dark face, saying nothing during the process.

Xiao En has an unruly personality, but when Zhang Ye becomes really angry, she is still quite scared: "Zhang Ye, did I say something wrong?"

Zhang Ye brought the cooked food to the table. Seeing her cute look, he couldn't bear to scold her, but he just said displeasedly: "Xiao En, you haven't lost your memory at all, right?"

Sometimes, Xiao En is sophisticated and naughty, making Zhang Ye play around; other times, his emotional intelligence is pitifully low, as if he has selectively forgotten something, leaving Zhang Ye speechless.

Xiao En puffed up her cheeks and said, "I really have lost my memory."

"Okay, hurry up and eat. When you regain your memory, get out of here!" Zhang Ye actually either disliked Xiao En or found it troublesome, so he said deliberately fiercely.

Xiao En picked up the bowl and chopsticks and was about to start eating. When he heard these words, he suddenly put them down again. Tears fell on the table and he sobbed.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Zhang Ye didn't want to see a girl cry, especially such a beautiful girl.

"I want to starve myself!" Xiao En wiped her tears.

"The food is ready, why are you starving yourself?" Zhang Ye was puzzled.

"Because I made you angry, I want to punish myself." Xiao En swallowed with a determined look on his face.

"Uh..." Zhang Ye was originally angry, but now he was so cute. Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment and said warmly, "Okay, I'm not angry anymore."

"Seriously?" Xiao En looked at Zhang Ye with watery eyes.

"Really." Zhang Ye also sat down and took a chopstick dish to Xiao En, "Eat quickly, your stomach will hurt when it gets cold."

"Oh!" Seeing that Zhang Ye didn't seem to be angry anymore, Xiao En picked up the bowl and chopsticks and wolfed down the food.

When Zhang Ye saw this scene, he also moved his index fingers. He served himself a bowl of rice and asked, "Is the food I cooked delicious?"

"It's delicious." Xiao En said vaguely, "Zhang Ye, if I regain my memory one day, I will definitely remember the food you cooked."

"Hey, don't you remember me?" Zhang Ye joked.

"It depends on your mood." Xiao En chuckled and learned Zhang Ye's catchphrase.

Zhang Ye looked at this scene and couldn't help but think in his heart, if Xiao En regained her memory and left one day, he would be reluctant to leave her, right?

"By the way, Zhang Ye, why didn't sister Ling'er come to work?" These days, Xiao En and Han Ling'er get along so well that they are closer than their own sisters.

"She went back to Lingtai Sect for seclusion and will come back after a while." Zhang Ye replied casually.

The three words Lingtai Sect were like a heavy hammer hitting Xiao En, and her aura suddenly changed.

Zhang Ye looked at Xiao En, as if something was different, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No..." Xiao En hesitated for a moment, her face was a little red, she held the bowl and ate bite by bite, but her eyes were twinkling with stars.