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I have already become a Half-Demon, having lost half of my humanity. The lives and deaths of others mean nothing to me; all I care about is simply staying alive.
Fortunately, I met Miss Sang. Her importance to me is unmatched by anyone else.
The Small Tavern she runs is excellent. You often complain about my frequent visits, but what you don’t understand is that I have to remain on guard when I’m around others. Yet here, surrounded by these peculiar beings, I feel at ease.
Her cooking skills are remarkable; it has been a long time since I’ve tasted food with such anticipation.
Her runes are also exceptional. In recent days, the Magic Breath within me has completely subsided, allowing me to sleep comfortably for the first time in ages.
Thus, her weapon must be extraordinary as well! I once heard her describe a Demon Artifact, and while I’m unsure if this weapon qualifies as one, seeing her strike Misha with such ferocity tells me it can certainly kill demons, humans, and perhaps even other strange creatures.
Such an unexpected divine weapon is worth negotiating for with her.
To her, it’s just a weapon; to me, it could significantly enhance my chances of survival.
Qi Xiaomian's gaze was sincere and fervent enough that Sang Qingxiao couldn’t bear to look directly at him. If she continued to refuse him, who knew how many more of those sweet-talking words he had waiting for her? After some thought, she finally relented and began to recount her difficulties.
This weapon takes too long to make. I started working on it when I was six years old and have spent nearly ten years on it. Even now, it’s only of mediocre quality. Yongxin Marquis, no matter how much effort you put into persuading me, I simply don’t have the time to start from scratch and craft a new one for you.
Is it really that difficult to create?
Sang Qingxiao nodded in agreement. It was indeed because she had too much free time back then that she managed to come up with this design. Looking back now, she felt that there was no need for it to be so complicated; even a simpler version would suffice.
Alas, now she just wanted to simplify it further but realized there was no turning back.
This statement truly reflected Sang Qingxiao's genuine thoughts. In her youth, she had been overly passionate yet bored out of her mind. She had frantically devoured a collection of mechanisms and tricks she found on an old ghost in Exile Land. After finishing that, she began following the instructions page by page but soon grew dissatisfied with what was written and pulled out another book on crafting weapons whose origin she had forgotten. The combination of both led her to boldly declare that she would create divine weapons!
Thus began the unprecedented endeavor of crafting endless weapons that seemed impossible to complete.
Sang Qingxiao reminisced briefly before continuing. First, one must consider how many different forms this weapon should take. Then based on the requirements of the weapon's style, blueprints must be designed. Just creating these blueprints requires me to spend time recalculating and modifying them daily; I still haven’t finalized them.
As for the materials, they come from the scales of a Jiao Long. This Jiao Long is a true dragon that never descends into the human realm to cause trouble; I couldn’t bring myself to kill it. Instead, I wait for it to naturally shed its old scales before sending them my way. A Jiao Long doesn’t shed many scales at once, and considering my own material loss during crafting, my supply is barely sufficient.
Then there’s the production of the weapon parts; they aren’t extracted and forged using fire but rather polished bit by bit using spiritual power. The dimensions must be precise down to the millimeter; even a deviation invisible to the naked eye means starting over from scratch.
Even after reaching this stage, there’s still more work to do. Each component the size of a thumb must be engraved with intricate runes. The parts are already thin; if I apply even slightly too much pressure or accidentally carve them incorrectly, they become scrap and I have to start from the previous step again.
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