Ms. Doctor Divine

He needed a sword for himself, and Little Junior Sister deserved one as well. In gratitude, Gao Zhuo should also receive one, and it wouldn’t hurt to keep one for his father.

As for others, Gu Chaoyan had no immediate plans. She intended to forge some later.

The sword forging process would take two days, and he had arranged for uninterrupted peace during this period.

With focused determination, she proceeded with the sword forging.

The familiar steps began: shattering the crystal Spirit Stones, shaping the black iron, and fusing the shards back into the material. Once the sword was polished and fully formed, the two elements would meld into one.

The incorporation of crystal Spirit Stones would significantly increase the sword’s hardness, allowing it to ascend to the intermediate level.

Upon completing the sword, Kang Shi summoned Little Junior Sister and Gao Zhuo.

Confusion lingered on their faces as they approached.

Before them, they discovered two seemingly ordinary black iron swords. Black iron was a commonly chosen material for newcomers in cultivation, offering a reliable option for crafting decent weapons.

Now, Kang Shi had two such swords in front of them.

Were these swords intended as gifts for them?

As Gao Zhuo pondered, Gu Chaoyan clarified, “These are two black iron swords. The smaller one is for Little Junior Sister, and the larger one is for you. Give them a try.”

Little Junior Sister beamed with joy, appreciating the gift bestowed upon her. Regardless of the circumstances, receiving a token of appreciation made her naturally happy.

As for Gao Zhuo, he was a more straightforward person. If he found no utility in it, he saw no reason to accept it. He and Kang Shi operated more as cooperative allies.

Expressing his thoughts directly, Gao Zhuo queried, “It’s a black iron sword. It was decent for cultivation earlier, but why are you giving it to us now?”

Little Junior Sister shot a disapproving look at Gao Zhuo, feeling that he failed to appreciate the gesture.

Gu Chaoyan smiled and picked up the sword, gesturing for Gao Zhuo to do the same. His original sword was a low-level superior-grade weapon, proving quite useful.

Upon Gao Zhuo’s retrieval of his sword, Gu Chaoyan swung the black iron sword towards him. Reacting instinctively, Gao Zhuo attempted to block the attack, only to witness his own sword being sliced in half.

Gao Zhuo’s eyes widened in astonishment. What just happened?

Though his sword was low-level, it belonged to the superior-grade category within that range. Regardless, it should have been sturdier than a black iron sword. How could it break so easily?

Perplexed, Gao Zhuo questioned, “What’s happening?”

“I crafted the sword myself and infused crystals into the black iron, enhancing its strength. It now rivals a middle-grade weapon, surpassing the durability of your low-grade sword,” Gu Chaoyan explained with an amused expression. “So, do you still want it? If not, I can exchange it with someone else.”

Gao Zhuo quickly changed his tune, eagerly responding, “Yes, yes, yes! Why wouldn’t I want it?” He happily accepted the improved weapon. Now informed, he couldn’t let go of such a valuable item.

“The sword is customized for you, and you should be able to wield it effectively. Little Junior Sister, don’t underestimate your smaller sword; it’s tougher. You can use it well in the future,” Gu Chaoyan advised.