My Wife is A Sword God

Yang He looked strange, glanced at the back of Huo Yuan fleeing, and said, “A Knife? If I remember correctly, among the Supreme Twelve Weapons of the Divine Workshop, there is indeed a Knife.”

Qin Feng sighed, “Indeed, there is one called Sky Cutting Knife, which is the personal knife of the Twelve Divine General, Mad Blade.”

“Then, according to what Brother Huo said, isn’t your request to the elder for forging a knife hopeless?” Yang He asked in surprise.

“In fact, I have known about the rules of the elder for a long time, but for some reasons, I have to give it a try.” Qin Feng said.

After saying this, Qin Feng exhaled and walked towards the white-haired old man not far away.

Lan Ningshaung, and the other three looked at each other and followed suit.

Qin Feng took out Drunken Immortal from the Spatial Ring in advance. Regardless, the first impression is important, so he must show enough sincerity.

Approaching the white-haired old man, he respectfully said, “Senior, this Junior’s name is Qin Feng. I was entrusted by Senior Zhen Tianyi, the Twelve Divine General of the Southern Region, Mad Blade, and I want to ask you to forge a weapon for me.

Knowing that you like famous wines from all over the world, I specially brought a jar of Immortal Brew for you to taste.”

Qin Feng deliberately didn’t mention that he wanted to forge a knife because it was the first time he met the other party, and they had no acquaintance.

If he were to break the other party’s rules from the beginning, it might end in an unpleasant way.

Therefore, his strategy was simple—first, communicate and build rapport with the other party, and then discuss the matter afterward.

The elder ignored him, and his hands didn’t stop. He continued to tinker with something.

Seeing this, Qin Feng took a deep breath. Big shots all have their own personalities, and this situation was within his expectations.

He slowly opened the lid of Drunken Immortal with his right hand. The rich aroma of wine spread out, intoxicating.

The people in the Divine Workshop around them all smelled the fragrance of the wine. Their figures paused for a moment, and then they searched for the source of the fragrance.

The elder sniffed, turned his head, and looked at the wine jar. “The wine is good.”

Qin Feng’s face brightened, and he quickly handed over Drunken Immortal.

The white-haired old man lifted the wine jar with one hand, poured the wine into his mouth, showing a bold and unrestrained appearance that was not inferior to that of a young man.

In a short time, the wine jar was empty. Even though Drunken Immortal had such a high alcohol content, the old man’s face only slightly turned red, as if he had not been affected much.

Seeing the elder finish the wine perfectly, Lan Ningshaung and others thought there was a chance. Even Qin Feng himself thought so.

But unexpectedly, the white-haired old man put down the empty wine jar and continued to tinker without saying a word.

“This…” Yang He and Zhang Tiannan looked at each other.

“Master.” Lan Ningshaung whispered.

Qin Feng made a silent gesture and then stood quietly next to the elder.

And this wait took two hours.

“Young Master, why don’t we forget it?” Lan Ningshaung stepped forward and advised. She was really a bit distressed.

“No problem.” Qin Feng replied firmly.

Although he said so, he was still somewhat annoyed.

After all, the other party had already had some drinks and yet refused to chat for a while?

Isn’t this obviously freeloading?!

Well, for the sake of his younger brother, Qin Feng took a deep breath and calmed his mood.

At that moment, the elder stopped his actions again, pointing towards a certain direction and saying lightly, “Kid, bring those things over here.”

Qin Feng and the others followed his gaze, only to see a half-person-sized wooden box piled up in a corner beside the house, containing various objects of different shapes and unknown materials.

“Alright, wait a moment.” Qin Feng immediately responded.

The fact that the other party was willing to talk indicated there was still hope!

He jogged to the wooden box and squatted down, ready to lift it entirely.

However, when he held it on both sides and tried to lift it, the wooden box didn’t budge!

Damn, is it this heavy?

Qin Feng’s face turned red, feeling a bit embarrassed. He sneakily glanced at the three people nearby.

Not far away, the three were watching him.

Lan Ningshuang had spent more time with Qin Feng, so she instantly guessed the reason. She walked up and whispered, “Young Master, let me do it.”

Qin Feng coughed and defended himself, “I could have lifted it originally, but I sprained my neck when I woke up this morning. I can’t use my right hand, so I’ll trouble you.”

“No need to be polite.” Lan Ningshuang smiled slightly.

“Also, this box is a bit heavy. You’re a bit…”

Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng widened his eyes. The woman in blue gently lifted the half-person-sized wooden box with her right hand!

Qin Feng’s self-esteem suffered an unprecedented blow.

“Ningshuang is stronger. She practices the divine martial arts. It is reasonable that her strength is greater than a scholar like me.” Qin Feng consoled himself in his mind, but his back still wouldn’t straighten up.

Lan Ningshuang placed the wooden box next to the elder. The latter looked up, locked eyes with Qin Feng, and had a somewhat strange expression.

Although the other party didn’t say it directly, Qin Feng felt a hint of disdain in that gaze.

The elder took various items from the wooden box, then assembled something resembling a cart. At the same time, he said, “The rules for my forging are probably already explained by that brat just now. If you came here to have a knife forged for Zhen Tianyi, you can go back now.”

The old man guessed the purpose of my visit, so he didn’t want to talk more. Qin Feng frowned but still didn’t want to give up, “Really can’t make an exception? I’m willing to pay any price.”

The elder didn’t lift his head, saying in a deep voice, “Without rules, there’s no order.”

“Elder…”

“See the guest out!” The elder shouted.

Upon hearing the sound, Huo Yuan and others hurriedly arrived.

“Brother, Grandpa’s rules have never been broken. You don’t need to waste your effort.” Huo Yuan held Qin Feng’s shoulder and whispered.

After saying that, he led Qin Feng and others away from the elders.

Qin Feng curiously asked, “Why did he establish such strange rules? As a craftsman, shouldn’t one constantly break through oneself to forge better weapons?”

Huo Yuan glanced at the white-haired old man not far away and explained, “For the old man, every weapon he forges is unique, like his own children. If the same type of weapon is forged again, it’s as if he is denying his previous work. This goes against his philosophy of forging.”

At these words, Qin Feng smirked.

What nonsense! Children are already unique, Can’t he have a second child?

In the previous life, he didn’t know how many times he had heard his parents say— He abandoned practicing the large instrument, and he wanted to practice a smaller one again.

“Is there really no other way?” Qin Feng’s face looked ugly.

Just then, there was a loud crash in the courtyard.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the cart previously crafted by the elder, its parts scattered on the ground.

He picked up a cylindrical metal object, frowned, and muttered to himself, “Why did it fail again?”

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