Of course Mu Hanyan would not let Nie Fangsheng go. Although she now had the Chaos Sky Fire, which could communicate with her mind and help her control the temperature of the sword, the Chaos Sky Fire did not know any sword-making techniques, so she had to learn and comprehend them on her own.

Nie Fangsheng said that he would teach him the sword-making skills passed down from the Nie family, but Mu Hanyan didn't dare to trust his character. What if he did something tricky or kept something back? She would be killed without knowing why. It would be better for her to get the sword-making secrets passed down from the Nie family.

Of course, Xinghuan Qianji also knew the art of sword-making, but unfortunately, his specialty was the art of sorcery. He only knew the mantras of sword-making, but had no idea how to use it. It would take a lot of time to comprehend the art of sword-making relying solely on these mantras.

Usually, the ancestral secret manuals not only have oral formulas, but also various annotations and insights left by predecessors, which are much better than Mu Hanyan's own comprehension, and in some places, they are even better than Nie Fangsheng's teaching by words and deeds.

Nie Fangsheng stood there dumbfounded. He had only thought that Mu Hanyan was bound to fail, but he never expected this kind of result. If he had known this earlier, he would have simply copied a sword-making manual for Mu Hanyan and been done with it. Unfortunately, it was too late to remember it now.

"Master Nie, you are not trying to cheat, are you?" Mu Hanyan tilted her head and looked at Nie Fangsheng. Judging from her attitude, if Nie Fangsheng made any excuses, she would point at his nose and call him shameless.

The others also looked at Nie Fangsheng. They didn't dare to point at Nie Fangsheng and curse him, but if he really went back on his word, they would definitely despise him in their hearts.

"Okay, I'll give it to you." Nie Fangsheng gritted his teeth and threw a sword-making secret book to Mu Hanyan with a distorted face.

You couldn't expect Mu Hanyan to understand anything about respecting teachers, respecting the rules of conduct, or respecting etiquette. If you provoke him, even the emperor wouldn't show any respect. Nie Fangsheng had already witnessed Mu Hanyan's frivolous nature, and he didn't want to ruin his reputation.

Mu Hanyan took the thick book of sword-making secrets and felt ecstatic.

The four steps and thirty-six techniques of sword-making alone could never fill such a thick book. Apparently, she guessed correctly that this secret book also contained the various experiences of the ancestors of the Nie family. With this secret book, plus the assistance of the Chaos Sky Fire, it would be much better than learning sword-making from Nie Fangsheng.

Mu Hanyan was so delighted that she didn't bother to look at Nie Fangsheng's face which was as dark as the bottom of a pot. She directly opened the secret book and started reading.

"Hey, this is..." Mu Hanyan didn't think anything was special after looking at the first twelve sword-making techniques, but after she started looking at the last twenty-four techniques, she became more and more surprised.

She had seen Nie Fangsheng demonstrate these twenty-four techniques once yesterday. At that time, she was completely immersed in his superb sword-making skills and didn't think much about it. Now, looking at them carefully one by one, she actually found that they were somewhat familiar.

"It's strange. This is the first time I've seen this sword-making technique, so why does it feel so familiar?" Mu Hanyan searched carefully in her mind.

That’s right, the meridian-dividing and pulse-cutting technique!

Mu Hanyan suddenly remembered that the Nie family's twenty-four sword-making techniques were somewhat similar to the Fang family's ancestral meridian-splitting techniques.

Now Mu Hanyan certainly knows that the Fang family's meridian-splitting and pulse-cutting technique is actually the Nine Heavens Star-Falling Sword. It's just that the sword technique is too abstruse for the Fang family's ancestors to comprehend, so they evolved it into a medical technique.

"Could it be that the sword-making technique of the Nie family is actually evolved from the sword technique?" Mu Hanyan became more and more excited the more she thought about it, and subconsciously practiced it in her mind.

Soon, Mu Hanyan confirmed her guess. The Nie family's sword-making technique was indeed evolved from the sword technique. Moreover, the power of this sword technique was probably not weaker than the Nine Heavens Star Falling Sword, and was equally powerful.

It was precisely because it was too powerful that even Mu Hanyan, who had already learned the Nine Heavens Star Falling Sword, was unable to comprehend it for a while.

However, once you understand that the Nie family's sword-making technique evolved from swordsmanship, it becomes much easier to use the principles of swordsmanship to infer the sword-making technique.

When Mu Hanyan first saw these twenty-four techniques for sharpening the sword and nourishing the spirit, she felt that they were many times more profound than the previous twelve techniques, and it would take her a year or two to fully grasp them. However, after thinking about them in reverse based on the principles of swordsmanship, Mu Hanyan discovered that they were not as mysterious as she had imagined.

Although it is impossible to fully understand it in a short period of time, it is not a problem to learn the similar form.

Mu Hanyan was flipping through the sword-making manual quickly, constantly practicing the techniques in her mind, completely forgetting herself and everyone else.

While Mu Hanyan was engrossed in watching, Ling Baobao was counting the bills with a beaming smile. "Wow, haha, I've "picked up" so much money, I'm rich!" The people around him looked on with gloomy faces at Ling Baobao's beaming count of money. It was heartbreaking; no one had expected this outcome. They felt their wallets, tears welling in their eyes.

Mu Hanyan was watching intently, and could pretend that others did not exist, but others could not pretend that she did not exist.

Seeing Mu Hanyan looking through the sword-making manual in the sword-making hall as if no one was around, Nie Fangsheng's face turned so dark that ink seemed to be dripping out.

This Mu Hanyan, forcing him to apologize and admit his mistakes was fine, and taking away the Nie family's ancestral sword-making secret manual was fine, but now she was actually looking through it in front of everyone. What was the meaning of this? Wasn't it a blatant slap in the face of Nie Fangsheng?

"Mu Hanyan!" Nie Fangsheng couldn't bear it any longer and shouted angrily.

"What's wrong? Are you reluctant to part with it? If you really can't bear to part with it, the worst that can happen is that I will return it to you. Look at you, you are so anxious that you are about to cry. Is it really that serious? You are so stingy." Mu Hanyan was concentrating on practicing the sword-making technique in her mind, and was suddenly interrupted by him. She was in a very bad mood and said unhappily.

Nie Fangsheng felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, and he was so angry that he almost fainted on the spot. Who said I was so anxious that I wanted to cry? I was just angry, okay?

Nie Fangsheng stared at Mu Hanyan fiercely, wanting to die with him. However, when he recalled the sword that Mu Hanyan had used to defeat Yue Fanchen in the enrollment election, he felt that even if he wanted to die with him, the chances were slim. The biggest possibility was that he would die alone. However, he did not die, so he could only suppress the anger that surged to his head.

"It's getting late, everyone go back. I will teach you the sword-making technique tomorrow. I hope you will keep up the good work and strive to get the trial token from me during the assessment." Nie Fangsheng took a deep breath and finally suppressed his anger. He said to everyone weakly. He didn't even want to look at Mu Hanyan again.

"By the way, what will be the assessment then?" Mu Hanyan asked excitedly without any awareness of being annoying.

Anyway, it was Nie Fangsheng who was angry, not her, so she wouldn't have to worry about him.