"No problem, use it freely."
Now that Wei Yi knew that the young man in front of him was definitely a more skilled weapon-refining master than himself, he dared not be arrogant and his tone became extremely respectful.
Night Breeze casually picked up a piece of Thousand-Colored Iron and began hammering it.
Sparks flew as the night wind lashed the iron, and with each strike, the Thousand-Point Iron quickly changed shape, transforming into two short swords.
The night wind continued to beat, and the shape of the two short swords became more and more perfect. At the same time, the night wind was also carving formations into the short swords.
The arrays that Ye Feng carved between the two short swords were the Spirit Gathering Array and the Wind Breaking Array.
The two formations, one upright and one inverted, are nested within each other, appearing perfectly harmonious.
Vii watched helplessly as a piece of Thousand-Colored Iron transformed into two short swords in Ye Feng's hands, and Ye Feng's entire movement was fluid and effortless.
This could not help but shock him!
Vie knew that she could never have done it so easily!
Those around them could see that Ye Feng's weapon-refining skills far surpassed Master Wei Yi's, and they all looked at Ye Feng with admiration and respect.
No matter where you are, talented or strong people can easily earn the respect of others.
The night breeze is now the best proof!
Before they knew it, half an hour had passed, and the two short swords under Ye Feng's hammer were almost finished.
Suddenly, Ye Feng put down the hammer in his hand and took out two thumb-sized pieces of gold from his storage ring.
Flames erupted from Ye Feng's hands, instantly melting the two pieces of gold into floating liquid gold, which, under Ye Feng's control, covered the surface of the short sword like a thin film.
Thus, the two short swords were finally a success, and their golden color was dazzling.
"The dagger is finished, who will test it?" Night Wind asked.
Gangque and Ganglan were both very interested, but before they could speak, the Holy City Warrior who had tested the sword earlier strode forward.
"I'll give it a try!"
As the Holy City warrior spoke, he grabbed a golden sword and, with a swift stroke, cleaved the large rock in front of him in two.
The Holy City Warrior wasn't satisfied yet, so he unleashed several more strikes.
He immediately saw the large rock as small pieces of tofu.
Moreover, the cut surface of the stone was very smooth, which shows just how sharp these two short knives were!
"What a fine knife! It's a knife that can cut through iron like mud!"
The Holy City warrior's eyes shone brightly, and he spared no praise.
Suddenly, an elderly man in a long robe in the crowd coughed and laughed, "If I'm not mistaken, these two spiritual weapons are already third-grade spiritual weapons, or even close to fourth-grade. So testing them with stones will definitely not yield any results. It would be better to use another spiritual weapon that Master Wei Yi previously crafted for the experiment, which would also be a good way to compare the skill levels of the two weapon-crafting masters."
As soon as the old man said this, the onlookers around him started to clamor.
“This requires Master Vey’s approval,” Night Wind said with a smile.
Vii hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's use that third-grade spiritual weapon I forged before to test the blade!"
After saying that, Wei took out a small silver bell from his storage ring.
This small bell is clearly a third-grade spiritual artifact, and it is a defensive third-grade spiritual artifact.
It's certainly sufficient for testing knives.
With a roar, Wei Yi channeled his inner energy into the small bell, which immediately formed a silver barrier that protected him completely.
“I’m about to make my move, Master Vey,” said the Holy City Warrior.
"Go ahead and make your move!"
Vie let out a loud roar, as if to bolster his courage.
The Holy City Warrior took a deep breath and swung his golden sword, slashing forward with lightning speed.
With a clang, the silver shield was shattered by a single strike, and even the small bell in Vey's hand bore a deep gash!
Although the small bell was not completely destroyed, it was no longer usable and had to be reforged to be restored.
But that's not the most important thing.
Most importantly, the surface of the golden sword in the hands of the Holy City Warrior was still smooth as a mirror, and there was no damage to the blade!
The implications are self-evident!
"That's amazing! I'm currently at the peak of the Separation and Union Realm. If I had a sword like that, I'd be confident I could fight a True Essence Realm warrior!" the Holy City warrior said with a hearty laugh.
Despite his words, he still returned the golden knife to Ye Feng.
Night Wind sheathed both short swords, bowed to those around him, and walked away with Gang Kui and Gang Lan into the distance.
"May I ask your name, Master?"
Vie shouted at the retreating figure of the night wind.
"My name is Feng," Ye Feng said without turning his head.
Vee muttered to herself, "Master of the Wind? That's truly remarkable... But I'll work hard and strive to surpass you!"
Vee clenched his fist and said with a determined look.
Gangkui and Ganglan were both very excited, following closely behind Yefeng like two little shadows.
"Master, you were really amazing just now!"
"Yeah, he's so handsome!"
Gangkui and Ganglan said in unison, their excited little faces turning red.
Ye Feng knew exactly what the two little ones wanted, and he chuckled and said, "Stop flattering me. I know you want the golden knife I just forged."
The night wind exposed Gang Kui and Gang Lan's little secret, and they laughed together, feeling embarrassed.
Ye Feng took out the two golden knives from his storage ring and handed them to Gang Kui and Gang Lan respectively.
Anyway, this was just a game he created. A third-grade spiritual weapon was of no use to him. Since Gang Kui and Gang Lan wanted it, then let them have it.
"Master, what's the name of this knife?" Gang Kui asked.
"I didn't name it, you can name it yourselves," Ye Feng said nonchalantly.
Gang Kui thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll call this the Golden Jade Short Sword!"
“Mine is called the Glorious Dagger!” Ganglan added.
One is gilded and the other is magnificent; together they form a magnificent and resplendent image, which undeniably complements the two gleaming golden daggers.
Gangkui and Ganglan are very good names.
However, these two short swords are only third-grade spiritual weapons. Giving them such impressive names feels a little like bragging.
Night Wind thought to himself, but said nothing more.
As long as Gangkyu and Ganglan are happy, nothing else matters.
Three days later.
A horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the tent in the night breeze.
The driver was none other than a Holy City warrior.
The man who stepped out of the car was the same old man who had suggested using the third-grade spiritual weapon crafted by Wei Yi to test the blade that day.
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