Chapter 107 I'm Going to Kill Myself
On the day of the sword-forging ceremony, the disciples of Juetian Sect wore the same disciple uniform and waited in front of the sect's main hall. The door of the hall was open and the disciples faced inside, waiting for the sword-forging ceremony to begin.
The hall was filled with leaders and elders from other sects, creating a strong sense of oppression.
Refining tools were placed in front of each disciple, waiting for the ceremony to begin.
Jiang Jiu was dressed in white, with a cold temperament and an expression of neither joy nor sadness. There was only indifference between his brows, just like a frozen Tianshan snow lotus on a snowy mountain, giving people a sense of distance that was impossible to approach.
She was the leader among all the disciples and was extremely conspicuous.
The first step of the sword-making ceremony is the ritual, which requires a large number of disciples to perform the forging of sword blanks in front of the hall, with a grand and shocking performance.
As the bell on the top of the main peak rang, Jiang Jiu took a step forward and took the lead in placing the sword blank. His movements were graceful and elegant, not like a blacksmith forging a sword, but like he was doing an extremely elegant activity.
Everyone looked at Jiang Jiu with amazement in their eyes.
Each of her movements was graceful and just right, and her behavior and manners carried a subtle sense of enlightenment.
But this is just what the onlookers think of ginger wine.
In fact, Jiang Jiu was chatting with Bai Ze non-stop, trying frantically to divert attention and ensure that he would not lose his composure because of so many people's gaze.
"Bai Ze, what kind of position should I hold after I become an immortal?"
"Bai Ze, you divine beasts have lived for so long, aren't you bored?"
"Bai Ze, I miss Ningning. After today's sword-making ceremony is over, I must go back to see Ningning."
"Bai Ze, do you miss home?"
"Bai Ze Bai Ze, why are you so quiet today?"
Jiang Jiu has been trained by Bai Ze with almost harsh requirements these days, and she has almost developed muscle memory, so she can perfectly forge the sword blank even when she is distracted.
"What's irritating you? Why are you talking so much today?"
"Little girl, do you know that you are making as much noise as a hundred ducks quacking in my ears?"
In the past, Bai Ze always made a lot of noise to wake Jiang Jiu up to practice, but he didn't expect that today Jiang Jiu would retaliate against him.
"Duck? Do I look like a duck? No, I'm so cute, I should look like a swan."
"But a swan's neck is very long, and it always feels like it could break easily. I'd better not be a swan."
Jiang Jiu's mumbling was not something she had ever thought about. She was just trying to distract herself, and she had been in this state for a whole hour.
Even Bai Ze couldn't bear it anymore.
"Little girl, you win today. It's even with the fact that I woke you up earlier."
Seeing that Jiang Jiuyouyan was not listening to him at all, Bai Ze just threw down these words and fell silent, exhausted.
Because Jiang Jiu never told Bai Ze about her social anxiety, Bai Ze just thought she was abnormal, but he never thought that she was talkative because of excessive nervousness.
"Bai Ze, please don't ignore me! Don't you love chatting the most?"
Jiang Jiu seemed calm, but in fact his palms were full of sweat. Now he had to hold the hammer tightly to ensure that his movements would not be distorted.
She frantically called out to Bai Ze in her heart to chat with him, but Bai Ze ignored her.
The attention inevitably turned to other people, and Jiang Jiu could clearly see the emotions in their eyes.
Um...it seems like a lot of people admire her.
Finally, after Jiang Jiu talked a lot and tortured Bai Ze and Xiao Bai, she finally mechanically persisted until the end of the sword-making ceremony.
As the long bell rang, without anyone noticing, Jiang Jiu only felt that her hands and feet were numb and she could hardly move.
Her heart was beating very fast and her mind was blank. The whole process of forging the sword was like a dream, without leaving much trace in her mind.
"Phew, it's finally over."
As a socially anxious person, Jiang Jiu has hated activities like giving speeches under the national flag and going on stage to receive awards since she was a child.
And now that everything is over perfectly, she can finally rest.
Jiang Jiu fantasized that Ji Chen would come down and announce the perfect end of the ceremony, and then she could go back and rest happily.
As a result, there was no movement around for a long time. Jiang Jiu realized that something was wrong and she had a bad premonition.
As exclamations erupted one after another in front of the sect's main hall, Jiang Jiu lowered her head stiffly and looked at the sword blank she had just forged.
My eyes went dark in an instant.
Sometimes, the distance between dusk and dawn is just the width of a sword.
Because there are a total of twenty golden lines on this sword blank, it is more than enough to be used as a sword blank for an innate spiritual sword.
Most of the famous artifacts on the artifact list only have twenty golden lines, but now Jiang Jiu has forged one.
“…”
Jiang Jiu vaguely remembered the sword blank she forged at Yuyin Peak. It seemed to have only a dozen golden lines on it, or at most seventeen. How could this be!?
The leaders and elders in the sect's main hall could no longer hold back and stood up, looking at the sword embryo with shining eyes.
This familiar scene made Jiang Jiu want to cry but unable to cry.
She seems to have made things worse again.
However, the thing that made Jiang Jiu most desperate was not this, but another life-threatening situation.
Because when the sword embryo was taking shape, thunderclouds began to accumulate in the sky. The birth of an innate spiritual weapon requires the baptism of thunder, and the sword embryo created by Jiang Jiu just meets the requirements of an innate spiritual weapon.
Jiang Jiu swallowed quietly and took two steps back without making a sound. She looked up at the dark sky, the only thing left in her head was the three words "she was going to die".
Now it is no longer a matter of messing up the sword-making ceremony, but whether she can survive the thunder tribulation.
Besides, she is a ghost from another world. No one knows what will happen to her, or whether she will be killed by thunder.
"It's just a small thunder tribulation, there's no need to be so scared."
Bai Ze looked at the triple clouds in the sky, and the only thing he felt was disdain.
"Are you really okay?"
Seeing Bai Ze so calm, Jiang Jiu felt reassured.
"Little girl, don't underestimate me."
When Bai Ze heard Jiang Jiu's distrustful words, his tone was full of disappointment.
"This thunder tribulation is only the seventh level of cloud. When I was promoted to the divine beast, I was at the eighteenth level of cloud. I withstood eighteen thunder tribulations in total."
That’s right, just a moment ago, the thunderclouds grew to the seventh level.
Jiang Jiu listened to Bai Ze's words. She was silent for a while, and a glimmer of hope rose in her heart.
"Then I believe you."
Jiang Jiu finally felt relieved and waited for the thunder tribulation to come. As a result, the man and the beast found that the thunder tribulation was accumulating more and more, with no intention of stopping, until it exceeded the tenth layer of cloud.
Bai Ze, who was originally very calm at that time, also went from being firm at the beginning to becoming more and more silent later on.
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