"Oh my God...... Chang Wucheng held the sword in both hands, his pupils contracted for a while, and at the same time, he couldn't help but sigh in his mouth.

Even people who don't know the sword anymore can tell that this sword is extraordinary, let alone the owner of the blacksmith shop who has been dealing with swords all year round.

"Ye Zifeng, is your brain caught in the door panel, such a good sword, you actually want to melt it?"

Chang Wucheng lowered his voice and said slowly: "And, if I'm not mistaken, this should be...... You've already reached the spirit level of a weapon, right?"

"The boss has good eyesight, yes, this is indeed a spirit-level weapon. ”

Chang Wucheng sneered with a slight understanding: "I understand, this sword must have been obtained by some disgraceful means by you, but you can't find the channels and ways of the black market, so you want to come to me to melt the sword, right?"

Ye Zifeng smiled faintly: "One hundred gold coins, not only the money for the melting sword, but also the money to buy you to shut up, if you talk more, then I will have to find someone else......" Where did he not know Chang Wucheng's thoughts, and after talking for a long time, he actually just wanted to ask for more gold coins.

Ye Zifeng said that he really wanted to put the money bag of the hundred gold coins in his bag.

Seeing this, Chang Wucheng hurriedly stretched out a hand, held his wrist, and laughed.

"Little brother, slow down, a hundred gold coins is a hundred gold coins, I always take this order. ”

Ye Zifeng didn't put the money bag back, but just hung it in the air.

"How much time can I melt this sword, give a clear ......"

"If you want to melt a spirit-level sword, it will take you two days. Chang Wucheng's eyes rolled, and he looked at Ye Zifeng with a smile, with a slight meaning in his eyes.

"One hundred and fifty gold coins, the extra fifty gold coins are your processing fees, let me ask again, how long will it take?" Ye Zifeng took out another stack of gold coins from his arms.

Chang Wucheng was shocked, he just casually provoked Ye Zifeng as if he was a professional habit, he didn't expect this Ye Da Waste to come up with how many gold coins, so he wanted to delay the time. But he didn't expect that when he raised like this, he actually added half of the gold coins.

"One day, I didn't sleep all night to melt the sword for you, how about you come and get the sword tomorrow evening?"

Chang Wucheng said this, and he couldn't figure it out in his heart, why did Ye Zifeng want to melt this peerless sword into spiritual water, and why did he have to rush so quickly? He wondered in his heart, could it be that Ye Zifeng really obtained it through dishonorable means?

Ye Zifeng heard him say that it was "one day", he still shook his head, turned around and seemed to be leaving.

Chang Wucheng was willing to allow this "rich man" to run away, and hurriedly grabbed him and said: "Wait a minute, two hundred gold coins, you sit here and wait today, I will give you all the best, mobilize all the resources in the entire shop, at most an hour, I won't eat dinner, and I won't drink water." Just melt this sword for you, okay?"

You must know that the most profitable thing for the blacksmith shop is not to buy and sell weapons, but to smelt swords, because the former has a lot of costs, and there are no big buyers in Leizhou City, so they don't make much money, while the latter almost doesn't cost anything, as long as it takes labor. Therefore, if Ye Zifeng really gave himself two hundred gold coins, then the amount of net income from Chang Wucheng would be at least one hundred and ninety gold coins.

"Wouldn't it be better to say an hour earlier? It's just two hundred gold coins, I have it." Ye Zifeng smiled slightly, he handed the Zixiao Ancient Sword to Chang Wucheng with his left hand, and took out a money bag of one hundred gold coins from his arms with his right hand and buckled it on the table, but there was no reluctance in his heart.

If Ye Huichi knew that Ye Zifeng hadn't even warmed up this Zixiao Ancient Sword, and he would take it to the blacksmith shop and sell it in less than a day, he would have to go crazy.

"Okay, it's two hundred gold coins at hand, the young master of the Ye family is generous. Chang Wucheng complimented him on his lips, but in his heart he was scolding Ye Zifeng for being a loser.

"But Ye Shao, it's not that I want to say you, don't you really regret melting this spirit-level sword?" "Rich is the master, even Chang Wucheng, who is used to calling the Ye family a waste, can't help but change his mouth and call him Ye Shao.

Not to mention Ye Zifeng, even Chang Wucheng, who is used to doing this kind of thing, is a little unbearable, and melting such a good sword into a furnace of meteorite spiritual water is simply a tyrannical thing.

"Of course I don't regret it, when I melt the spiritual water of this ancient sword, I can still come in handy. ”

"Comes in handy? Forget it, I really don't know which tendon in your brain is wrong, I don't care, just do as you say, melt it completely, and then I will hand over the melted meteorite spiritual water to you, when the time comes, don't turn your face and deny it. ”

"That's fine. Ye Zifeng smiled and nodded.

Chang Wucheng saw that he didn't want to look back, shook his head with a wry smile, and pulled the bellows, only to see the flames suddenly burst into the red-hot hearth, and now that he had Ye Zifeng's consent, he didn't care about anything else, and directly threw the Zixiao Ancient Sword into it.

However, since this was a spirit-level sword, if he wanted to melt it completely, he needed some additional special quenching materials to assist him, so he stood up and found all kinds of catalytic materials from the room, and his eyes became much more serious than before.

Because, this is the work of two hundred gold coins, and he is not allowed to make mistakes in his sloppiness! This is a reward, an encouragement, and a constraint for him! Sufficient gold coins are placed in front of him, which is enough to make a person's spirit extremely concentrated, and in this way, the value of the meteorite spiritual water obtained by refining it will be even higher.

......

Melt the sword, and then take the spiritual water of its ancient meteorite.

This is what Ye Zifeng decided at the beginning when he chose the top prize of the ladder conference. It was also the real reason why he gave up the Dragon Soul Jade Pendant and the Hairong Bottle.

"Ye Shao, it's finally finished for you before the end of an hour, you come and take a look, and if you're satisfied, take it away." ”

Chang Wucheng was panting heavily, and his bare arms were already covered with sweat, obviously this hour could be said to be a wholehearted work for him.

"Huh, is it melted?" Ye Zifeng was woken up from a drowsy state, he had been preparing for the ladder conference for so many days, both physically and mentally, he was actually a little tired. Don't look at the fact that after he refined it into the Binding Spirit Pill, the two masters of the martial arts realm also suffered a big loss, and a week before the start of the ladder conference, he was almost dying.

Therefore, he took advantage of the time of melting the sword in Changwu City at this hour, in fact, to make up for his sleep, to make up for the difficulty of not sleeping with his eyes closed for many days.

"Ye Shao, the meteorite spiritual water you want is here. ”

Ye Zifeng shook his shoulders, stood up, and took a jade box handed over by Chang Wucheng, and a rich purple qi slowly rose from the box, as if with the breath of antiquity, and inside was the meteoric iron spiritual water melted by the Zixiao Ancient Sword.

"Well, that's fine. Ye Zifeng nodded slightly.

"Since that's the case, then ......" Chang Wucheng's gaze began to wander over the other hundred gold coins that Ye Zifeng had placed on the table just now.

"In short, if you hand over the little bit of spiritual water that greedy ink, I will be considered to have received the goods. ”

Chang Wucheng's face was shocked, but his mouth was still tough: "What do you mean?

"Hurry up, I don't have time to dwell on this, don't think that if I'm asleep, you can do some sneaky little things. How much meteoric iron spiritual water this ancient sword can condense, I know better than you. ”

In fact, there is no need to keep staring at Chang Wucheng for any unscrupulous movements, just need to compare it with the meteoric iron spiritual water that the ancient sword should condense, and you can know whether Chang Wucheng's hands and feet are clean or not. And this is exactly where Ye Zifeng, who was a martial sect in his previous life, experienced, because as an alchemist, he can be said to attach great importance to the dosage of materials.

Chang Wucheng wants to deceive him Ye Zifeng in terms of the number of materials, then it will be another hundred years.

Ye Zifeng saw that the other party had not moved, and said directly: "Do you have to say it, this spiritual water that you are greedy for ink should have about eighty drops, which is almost the amount of half a jade box, you are just a little greedy, you are so greedy, and you want to hide it from me?"

The corners of Chang Wucheng's mouth twitched slightly for a while, and then he patted his head: "Oh, look at my memory, I can't fit in this big jade box just now, so I just took a small jade box to put it, if you don't say it, I'll forget it." He thought that a young man like Ye Zifeng was best fooled, but he didn't expect that the other party would debunk his little bit of caution when he slept with his eyes closed, it was really a hell of a thing.

Ye Zifeng looked at him with a cold smile, noncommittal.

"Okay, I don't have time to listen to your explanation, so let's bring it all. He looked directly at Chang Wucheng and spread his hands towards him.

When did Chang Wucheng see Ye Jiashao showing such a sharp expression, he was stunned for a while, not to mention the small half of the jade box, even some smaller jade boxes were taken out by him and unconsciously handed over to Ye Zifeng's hands.

"That's pretty much it. Ye Zifeng retracted his cold gaze, and then smiled faintly. He took the jade boxes and walked away, gradually walking away.

......

When he appeared in the wilderness on the outskirts with these jade boxes filled with meteoric iron spiritual water, it was already almost nightfall.

However, for him, such nights are the perfect time for him to act in seclusion.

Under the moonlight, he walked step by step to the depths of the woods, brushing aside the layers of old branches, and the Dan furnace he had bought before appeared in front of him.

"With so much meteorite spiritual water as a supplement, I don't believe it, and I can't improve the quality of your Dan furnace to the level of Xuanpin. Ye Zifeng said to himself, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.