Chapter 254: Hanfeng Ironware, Restoring the Glory of the Old Shop

The next day, after washing up, Jiang Yi went to Wanmin Hall to have breakfast, and then walked towards Hanfeng Ironware.

He took out the sword forging sticker and said, "My name is Jiang Yi. I came here with the cold-edge iron sword forging sticker. I want to use this sword blank to make a trial sword for cutting rocks."

The sword was unsheathed, and the cyan-gold light seemed to cut off the morning sunlight.

The four winds were blowing together, the leaves were rustling, and the murderous aura was rushing straight into people's spirits.

The currents of cold and warmth form a swirling whirlwind that lingers for a long time.

The apprentices in the blacksmith shop and passers-by all stepped back.

When the sword embryo is held in the swordsman's hand, it can generate sounds like the roar of a tiger or a dragon, and has the power to intimidate all kinds of monsters.

The owner of the blacksmith shop, Lao Zhang, is the inheritor of the Hanfeng ironware lineage that was once famous in Liyue. His eyes were shining as he looked at this terrifying sword embryo that he had never seen before, as if he was looking at a beauty or a precious jade.

Even though this sword embryo has not yet become a sword, it is already as powerful as any peerless divine weapon.

The power contained in it is like a blessing from the God of Wind.

"Please come in, distinguished guest!" Old Zhang was excited. He put away the sword-forging sticker and verified its authenticity.

I haven't seen this sticker for a long time. It was a famous sticker that was popular among the people when the store was in its heyday.

With this in mind, the Han Feng lineage should spare no expense and put all their efforts into forging the sword.

Today, having met this man and this sword embryo, it is just around the corner to restore the glory of our old store.

An apprentice wanted to help with the sword.

Jiang Yi said, "This sword is as heavy as a rock and as proud as a dragon. You can't lift it or touch it!"

The sword is sharpened by dragon bones, the giant dragons and giant wolves leave their own wind on it, Mondstadt's two major beliefs condense the sword body, and the true energy is as sharp as silk, nourishing its blade.

Apart from him, few people can hold this sword safely.

Once touched, thousands of swords will pierce your heart.

Since he wanted someone to forge the sword, he also wanted to test the other party's level. If a swordsmith could not tame the sword, then the other party's skills would also be disappointing.

"You are the boss of this blacksmith. If you can bring the sword into the house, then I will allow you to forge the sword!"

Jiang Yi let go of the sword embryo, and the wind from the sword embryo lifted up the extremely heavy sword body, causing it to float in the air.

"It's floating up!" the onlookers exclaimed. The news spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred outside the blacksmith. The miraculous sight and the peerless sword embryo attracted many people to come and watch.

Some businessmen showed greed on their faces. Jiang Yi exuded some of his own spirit and energy. His body was like a green pine, a mountain, and a storm... suppressing all the bad thoughts of the onlookers.

He was so ostentatious because he was expecting Old Zhang to fail. He could take this opportunity to seek out skilled craftsmen.

The Qianyan Army is here to maintain order.

Old Zhang looked solemn when facing Jiang Yi's provocation.

He knew that this was a critical moment for the reputation of his shop. If he could succeed, getting the sword and forging the sword, a good step would surely make him famous and become the storyteller's story.

If I fail...if I fail, there's no place for my reputation to fall!

He smiled bitterly, took a step forward, and touched the hilt of the sword with his rough, scarred hand, as if he was comforting a tiger or a dragon.

Before my hands fell, they felt like being pricked by needles.

The wind is gentle, but it contains a lingering chill.

The winds of the four seasons appear in his spirit.

Countless monsters in the wind were shredded into flesh and blood, the roaring dragon lizards fell one by one, the ominous hillock people covered in black energy were shattered one by one, and slimes of various elements turned into mucus...

"The sword is strong, but the sword master is even stronger!" In his eyes, he suddenly saw a giant azure dragon in the sky, a giant blue and white wolf in the ice and snow, and two knights walking on the wind.

The sword's murderous intent and illusions struck his soul like a tide, and he felt a trace of awe in his heart.

He didn't dare to retreat. If he did, he would never have the chance to gain the sword's recognition and forge the sword.

Jiang Yi stood with his hands behind his back. The sword's recognition was his recognition.

Old Zhang's eyes showed determination. He endured the pain of the illusory sword energy piercing his body and raised his hands forward to ask for the treasure.

The right hand grasps the hilt of the sword and the left hand touches the blade.

He tried to lift it, but the weight of the sword made his face turn red and his veins bulged.

In the illusion, what appeared before his eyes was not a sword, but a dragon's spine and a shrinking mountain range.

He was in the prime of his life, with muscular body beneath his robe. Practicing hammering and ironmaking was martial arts, and he had great strength, but he could not lift the floating sword embryo.

The onlookers felt incredible because the sword was floating and looked as light as a feather. A strong man could not move it with both hands.

The exaggeration made them almost think that Lao Zhang, an honest man with a good reputation who helped the boatmen repair weapons for free as long as they kept an eye out for rare minerals, was acting.

"Is it that heavy?" someone asked, but no one answered.

Drops of blood fell from the old man's hands and dripped onto the floor, but the sword embryo was not stained with dust or blood.

The forgers of Teyvat inherited secret techniques and had spirits different from ordinary people. Legends, stories, and myths could be injected into the embryos of weapons when they forged them.

Also, tame the spiritual ore and smelt it.

Lao Zhang adjusted his mood and no longer forced himself to lift it up.

He used all his life's knowledge to calm the sword embryo.

If you want to send the sword embryo into the house, you have to let the sword embryo go there by itself.

Or use the power of the wind to reduce your own weight so that he can lift it.

He began to tell the story of swords, the various swords of Liyue, their legends, their sharpness, and the promise of how powerful they would become after being successfully forged.

I talked until my mouth was dry and I kept talking all day.

People came and went in groups, watching Old Zhang tell more than a hundred stories to the sword floating in the air.

The sword embryo finally moved, the four winds converged and returned to the sword body, making its weight light.

Old Zhang looked excited and invited the sword embryo and the sword master into the house.

Jiang Yi stood there for a whole day, closing his eyes and meditating, then nodded slowly and went in.

With such a test, the other party will definitely do their best to build it.

It's okay to do something to protect your sword.

"From today on, Hanfeng Ironworks will close its doors to visitors. I will concentrate on forging swords!" Lao Zhang said to his apprentice, "Bring all the most precious ores stored in the deepest part of the warehouse."

"I'm going to get... the oldest diagram for the Prototype Slashing Rock!"

He arranged everything one by one, started the best sword furnace, and added precious wood as fuel.

The fire inside is said to come from the fire-controlling dragon of Liyue and has never been extinguished.

The heat of the flame can melt any ore that needs to be melted.

He then took some ice from the cellar and melted it into water. This ice was also unusual, with a long history and legends.

"My dear guest, I need to rest for a day to get myself ready for sword forging!" Old Zhang said to Jiang Yi, "The forging of this sword requires the presence of the sword master. I hope you can endure the heat of the furnace and the boredom of sword forging!"

"Yes!" Jiang Yi naturally agreed.

Old Zhang went to bathe, change clothes, burn incense, pray, and pay homage to the gods.

Jiang Yi sat by the fire and waited for another night before he saw Old Zhang coming back in high spirits. He picked out a few of his best apprentices to help him forge the sword.