The middle aged blacksmith glanced at me, and muttered, “Young adventurer, what do you need from me? Hurry up and say it; I’m very busy and I don’t have time to talk about meaningless things with you…”
I nodded my head, and took the sealed sword from my bag, as I said, “This is a spirit weapon. Apparently, using some type of method, I can awaken the sword’s spirit. Master, can you take a look at it for me….”
The middle aged smith looked at me warily, and took the sealed sword, then gave a deep sigh, as he said, “This is a broken sword, what do you want me to see? You’re wasting my time. Youngster, leave, my time is very precious…. “
I was startled, “Okay… alright then…..”
After leaving, I went into a second smith shop, but the answer I got was the same. In fact, the next three smith shops that I went to all thought my soul weapon was a broken piece of equipment.
I was starting to feel hopeless when I walked into the fourth smith’s stall!
“Creak….. “
The thin dry door was pushed open. It seemed as though it had been a long time since anyone had been to the shop. The fires within the furnace had burnt out long ago. It seemed as though there hadn’t been any business in this shop for a long time. An old smith sat across the room, blowing into a smoke pipe. “Ba da Ba da” nonstop. Above his head were some floating words–
【Old Smith Li Leng】(Purple Tier Boss)
Level: 70
Introduction: An elderly blacksmith that seems to know many stories
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I strolled into the room, my armor covering my body and my sword carried on my back. I didn’t say anything and just walked up to the old man.
Li Leng looked up into my eyes and said, “I must apologize to you customer, but I do not have enough coal, and cannot smelt any equipment right now. This smith stall is currently out of business, go find another stall….”
I smiled: “Old man, I’m not here to make any equipment.”
“Then what are you here for?”
“It’s like this, I want you to take a look at something.”
“Oh? What is it?”
I took the broken sword from my bag and handed it to the old man. At that moment, the old man suddenly shivered, and he unconsciously backed away a few steps, “This…. where did this extremely strong spirit sword come from? Heavens, what a powerful spirit sword . Even after sleeping for so long it can still amaze people to this extent…..”
I was completely overjoyed, “Old man, are you saying that the sword spirit in this broken sword still has a chance?”
Li Leng nodded: “That’s right! Youngster, this is an interesting ancient godly weapon that holds a very powerful strength. However, the sword spirit has been sleeping for too long and thus it’ll be very hard to awaken him. Or…. waking up this sword spirit will cost a lot, are you sure you want to do that?”
Previously, during the battle between me and Jian Feng Han, I could feel that the pain of having a lower attributed weapon. Whether it was Wan Er’s Scarlet Edge or Ran Min’s Haunted Blade Twin Axe, they could all beat my Frost Rain Sword. Switching to another weapon had become a compulsory thing to do. It was also the most important thing for me to do now. If a top notch Swordsman doesn’t have a top notch weapon, it is really something regrettable.
I nodded, clenching my fist as I replied, “Yeah, no matter how much I have to pay, I want to reforge this godly weapon!”
“Okay!”
The old smith Li Leng suddenly got up and said, “Let me help you awaken this sword spirit. Kid, are you willing to accept the quest of awakening this spirit?”
I nodded, “Yes!”
“Ding!”