"This sword was forged by Xuanyuan Fengchen, a great sword-making master. Unfortunately, just when the sword was about to be completed, Master Xuanyuan had an emergency at home, so he had to stop and return home. Since then, there has been no news from him. I waited for a long time, but he didn't come back, so I asked several other sword-making masters to complete it for me. Unfortunately, Master Xuanyuan's technique was too exquisite, and they didn't understand it, so the sword-making matter has been put on hold." Yan Zishu said disappointedly, and his face was full of fascination when he mentioned the name of Xuanyuan Fengchen.
"Xuanyuan Fengchen!" Mu Hanyan almost spit out her mouth.
Wasn't Xuanyuan Fengchen the same old con man who'd come to the Nanyan Chamber of Commerce's Anyun capital branch to defraud people on its grand opening day? It was with the so-called precious sword he'd forged that Mu Hanyan had ruthlessly tricked Mo Yanhong, earning her the reputation of being the capital's most dissolute dandy... Of course, this wasn't what Mu Hanyan had intended.
Since then, Xuanyuan Fengchen has vanished from sight. Perhaps he was hunted down and killed, or perhaps his identity as a con man was exposed and he no longer dared to scam people. Mu Hanyan suspected the latter was more likely. Xuanyuan Fengchen's fame in his other life had only truly risen to prominence in the past few years. Her rebirth had completely changed his fate. He hadn't been deceived by many people, and he hadn't been the target of a joint manhunt by all the continental nations like he had been in his previous life. He probably wouldn't suffer the same fate as his previous life, where his head and body were separated.
As for Mo Yanhong, after suffering such a huge loss, of course he would not let Xuanyuan Fengchen go. But let alone him, even if the ancestor of the Mo family took action personally, it would not be easy to catch Xuanyuan Fengchen. Although the old liar was not strong, he was a first-class escapist. Otherwise, in his previous life, all countries would not have joined forces to hunt him down.
To be honest, she did save Xuanyuan Fengchen's life.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Mu Hanyan's strange smile, Yan Zishu asked in confusion.
"Nothing, nothing." Mu Hanyan would certainly not tell Xuanyuan Fengchen's secret. She was still waiting to help the old liar forge a sword.
"Don't underestimate Master Xuanyuan. Although Master Xuanyuan's reputation is not too great, in my opinion, his sword-making skills are so amazing that they can shock heaven and earth and make ghosts cry. If it weren't for the accident in his family, he would have been famous throughout the continent and become the most prestigious sword-making master in the history of the Holy Court Continent. It's not easy to take over his half-forged sword." Seeing Mu Hanyan's half-smile, the old man who had just been slapped in the face felt unhappy and said sarcastically.
"Yeah, yeah, I know." Mu Hanyan almost laughed out loud at the old man's genuinely convinced expression. "Swordsmithing skills are so stunning that no one has ever seen them before, and no one will ever come back?" According to her, it should be a scam, so stunning that no one has ever seen them before, and no one will ever come back. Judging from the old man's appearance, he'd probably been sold out by Xuanyuan Fengchen and was even counting his money.
Without saying anything more, Mu Hanyan directly took out the sword-making furnace.
Having witnessed Mu Hanyan's alchemy skills, Yan Zishu and others were not surprised by the fact that she had a storage space hidden on her body. However, what happened next made them open their eyes wide in surprise again.
"Light the fire, start the furnace!" Mu Hanyan said habitually, then rolled up her sleeves and grabbed the sword-making hammer. She no longer had the previous light and graceful look, but had a more bold and heroic look.
Hua Yue and Jiang Yuzhe quickly got to work, one lighting the fire and the other pulling the bellows. They had followed Miss Mu through countless smoke and fire events, and they were now very familiar with the process.
"You, you want to forge the sword yourself?" The old man looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise. He had thought that someone around her had learned the art of sword-making, but he had never imagined that she would do it herself.
You know, alchemist, alchemist and swordsmith are among the three most prestigious professions in the Holy Court Continent. Although they have something in common, they are very different. The girl in front of them had already been amazed by her superb alchemy skills, and they didn't expect that she could also make swords.
"It's either me or you." Mu Hanyan said unhappily, showing no good feelings towards the old man.
"Hmph, don't think you can be arrogant just because you repaired the Eight-Gate Purple Cloud Furnace. Do you know how much time Master Xuanyuan spent on forging this sword? Do you know how much it cost to buy the Chenyun Gold and Tianqing Sand used in forging the sword? If the sword is damaged, can you afford the compensation?" The old man was interrupted again and said with a frown.
Here goes again... Mu Hanyan was really getting a little impatient with this old man's nagging.
"Don't worry, I have plenty of money, and there are plenty of this meteorite gold." Mu Hanyan took out a thick stack of silver bills and waved it in front of the old man a few times, then took out a pile of meteorite gold and waved it in front of him a few times.
How dare you say she can't afford it? Isn't that humiliating? Miss Mu lacks everything else, but the last thing she lacks is silver. She can kill him with it. As for the meteorite gold, don't forget that Miss Mu has her own meteorite gold mine. Not only can it kill people, it can also bury people.
The old man was completely dazzled by the strings of numbers on the silver note and the unique glow of the meteorite gold. He opened his mouth but could not utter a word.
Although his status was not as high as Yan Zishu's, he was also from a prominent family in the capital of Shangyue. He had seen many wealthy and powerful people with rich family backgrounds, but family background was family background, and money was money. Not to mention the young masters of various families of the same age as Mu Hanyan, even the heads of some small families would never carry so many banknotes on them.
Seeing that the old man finally calmed down, Mu Hanyan calmed down and began to figure out the sword in her hand.
She had seen the longsword forged by Xuanyuan Fengchen himself before, and she knew that the old man's swordsmithing skills were actually quite good, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to deceive so many people. However, there seemed to be something missing in his swordsmithing skills, so he could never forge a truly divine weapon, and in the end he could only take shortcuts and cheat people.
The same is true for the so-called sword in front of us. The initial craftsmanship was standard and the master's style could be seen everywhere, but later on it encountered a bottleneck and could no longer be forged.
If Mu Hanyan guessed correctly, the reason why he hurriedly left Shangyue Capital was because he was unable to forge the sword. He was afraid that his deception would be exposed if discovered, and the family emergency was just a pretext.
In order to conceal his tracks, he added some strange techniques before leaving. With Mu Hanyan's current sword-making skills, she could tell at a glance that these techniques were strange, but completely useless. Not to mention that others couldn't understand them, even he himself probably didn't understand them.
The swordsmith hired by Yan Zishu later was intimidated by Xuanyuan Fengchen's fame and wanted to comprehend the mystery before taking action, but in the end he had no choice but to give up.
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