Chapter 49: Refining the Divine Blade

“No!” The Old Steward Krishchen hurriedly said, “Young Master, Krishchen promised the Mistress to take care of you for a lifetime, especially when you are in danger, I cannot leave. Moreover, Young Master, although you used to be very obedient and honest, to be honest, you were a bit cowardly. But now, although your actions are a bit out of line, even domineering, in this dangerous world, a power ful you makes people feel more at ease!”

“Haha, well said!” Old Xie immediately laughed loudly, “Don’t worry, following me won’t make you suffer a loss!”

“Yes, Young Master!” The Old Steward also said with a forced smile. Then he said seriously, “However, Young Master, those things are too hot to handle. The Augustus Family is definitely keeping a close eye on the market now. As long as any lost items flow out, it will inevitably alarm them. So, look, is it~”

“Alright, alright!” Old Xie waved his hand indifferently and said, “Don’t worry, I’m not idiotic enough to sell the stolen goods directly. The things I want to sell have nothing to do with the stolen goods!”

“Is that so!” The Old Steward then asked, “Then can you tell me what things you want to sell? Because every Auction House in the Imperial Capital has its own specialties. Some mainly auction antiques and calligraphy, some mainly auction slaves, and others specialize in auctioning various Magic Items. They are all different.”

“Magic Weapon!” Old Xie immediately said, “I want to auction a Magic Weapon!”

“Ah, Magic Weapon, that is a hot commodity.” The Old Steward immediately said, “In this field, there are two most famous Auction Houses. One belongs to the Augustus Family, famous for auctioning fine Dwarven weapons. The other belongs to our family, mainly auctioning Magic Items. A Magic Weapon counts as both a Magic Item and a weapon, so it can be auctioned at either Auction House. However, if we really calculate it carefully, it is naturally more suitable to auction at the Augustus Family’s place which sells weapons, because there are more powerful Warriors paying attention there. They are all rich people. The people paying attention to our family’s Auction House are mostly Mages, and they are not very interested in weapons, unless it is a Magic Staff.”

“Oh?” Old Xie frowned and said, “So, I must let the Augustus Family earn this commission?”

“Oh, this, I am not too clear about the specific situation. In my opinion, you might as well ask the person in charge of the family’s Auction House. I think he definitely wouldn’t dare to deceive you!” Krishchen said honestly.

“Mn, alright then!” Old Xie nodded and said, “However, I have to do something first! Let’s go back now!”

Saying that, Old Xie got up and left. Krishchen went to settle the bill. Although this meal cost more than yesterday’s, the Old Steward did not feel any heartache this time, and even gave a considerable tip, fully displaying the style of a Great Noble Family, making the Attendants so happy they couldn’t close their mouths.

After returning home, Old Xie sent the Old Steward away, saying he was going to go into closed-door cultivation. Well, to be more precise, it was meditation. After all, his current surface identity was a Mage, so meditation was expected.

After sending the Old Steward away, Old Xie started his work. He first selected some high-quality metal ingots from the stolen goods. He finally chose Black Iron, Snow Iron, Red Phosphorus Iron, and several others. These were all high-quality iron ores specialty of the Dwarves, and their price outside was almost the same as gold.

Next, Old Xie sat cross-legged, used his mental power to float the iron ingots in front of his eyes, and then used the Samadhi True Fire in his body to refine them.

You know, Old Xie’s Jade Refining Art used this kind of True Fire to sacrifice and refine the body, making it reach a degree of indestructibility like a Magical Treasure. So Old Xie’s control over the Samadhi True Fire naturally had a considerable level. Although he was not a professional refining master, it was still very easy for him to forge a weapon with these low-level materials.

Not long after, a large blade with a strange shape appeared in front of Old Xie. This was a typical thick-backed machete, half an inch thick and palm-wide. Its shape was extremely fierce, adhering to Old Xie’s consistent style, without any decoration, only that shape full of Killing Intent. On this Continent, there was no such style of killing weapon yet, but Old Xie didn’t care about this. He just needed to like it himself.

After finishing the shape, Old Xie started to inscribe the Magic Array on it. Having learned from the Old Mage for so many years, his craftsmanship was also not bad. He didn’t need tools at all. He directly used the tip of the Behemoth Claw to inscribe on the red-hot blade body.

Generally speaking, inscribing a Magic Array was a very strenuous task because they required fine carving, and not a single thread could be wrong. Under normal circumstances, a Mage needed several days to draw one well. But for a monster like Old Xie, it was not a problem at all. His martial arts had already reached the peak, and his muscle control was precise to the extreme. The movements of inscribing the Magic Array were like a CNC machine tool, precise and rapid. In just two or three hours, he completed three Magic Arrays. This was almost equal to the workload of others for more than a month.

After drawing, Old Xie quickly took out a piece of Mithril, refined it with Samadhi True Fire, and then filled it into the inscribed thin lines. This work was also troublesome. You know, the lines of the Magic Array were all connected, and the Mithril had to fill all the lines, just like the copper wires on a circuit board. If there was one break point in the middle, the entire Magic Array would not work.

Two hours later, the Mithril was also filled. Then, Old Xie took out a high-quality Lightning Element Magic Crystal, first refined it with Samadhi True Fire to remove impurities, and changed its shape at the same time to avoid being recognized as stolen goods, and then inlaid it on the hilt. Finally, Old Xie found some Brown Stone, refined it into liquid, carefully coated the entire blade, and carried out some decoration.

After doing all this, Old Xie immediately activated the power of the Black Tortoise while the blade was still hot, and spat out a breath of Yin Cold Qi to quench it. With a sizzling sound, a burst of white mist rose. After the mist cleared, a yellow-brown large blade appeared in front of Old Xie.

Speaking of this blade, it was absolutely not ordinarily ugly. The blade itself was black. After coating it with a layer of Brown Stone, it looked as if it was covered with rust. Under Old Xie’s deliberate arrangement, this rust looked just like real rust, difficult to distinguish even if looked at carefully. It can be imagined how ugly the appearance of this blade was. It had a murderous shape in vain, but there was nowhere to display it. Whoever saw it, their first impression would definitely be that it was just a piece of junk.

However, Old Xie was very satisfied with this, because this was the effect he wanted. Only when others had a heart of contempt for this blade would they be most easily killed by this incredibly sharp and perverted large blade with Magic attributes. In his view, weapons were used to kill people. As long as this purpose could be achieved, the unimportant appearance could be sacrificed. On the contrary, that kind of gorgeous shape was usually a fatal mistake. Especially on the battlefield, those guys dressed up flamboyantly were usually targets attracting fire and died the fastest. Old Xie was an experienced person, so naturally, he disdained to make such a low-level mistake.

After sizing up this blade, although in Old Xie’s eyes it wasn’t some great thing, it was, after all, his first refining work on this Continent, so Old Xie still had a sense of accomplishment. Subsequently, he carved two words on the hilt, ‘Thunder’! He planned to use the fake name ‘Thunder’ to create a batch of superior weapons for sale in the future. Since it was already late at night, Old Xie also felt a bit tired, so he put away the blade and went to rest on his own.