The White Stick was speechless. "You'd better make sure that it's not broken first."
"Next, insert your bloodline into this sword to replenish my spiritual qi."
"Then, wrap my soul in it and put it into the sword."
"Remember, in the process of putting me in, remember to completely open up the sword with your true strength."
"Furthermore, use you energy to complete the inlay with the Spirit Pearl's soul.
"Simply put, in the whole process, you and the Qi in the sword are consistent. Do you understand?"
Samuel nodded.
"Since you understand, then the most important step is also the last step."
"After you put me into the sword, you have to refine it with pure fire for three days and three nights. After that, you will use extreme water to make the God of Sword slowly enter a cooling state. During this process, you need to spend sixteen hours, not a minute more or less."
"Remember, you need to keep the pure fire under absolute temperature for three days and three nights, and all the fine carvings of the Sword Master must be completed in this process. This also means that you will be extremely painful in this process."
"You need to endure the burning temperature of your body under high temperatures."
F*ck, he also had to forge artifacts in the fire.
He was tricked.
It was already extremely uncomfortable to be caught in a fire.
If he had to polish the weapon inside, the pain would only be doubled.
However, Samuel had no other choice, and he was even more unwilling to make another choice.
"I see. Can we start now?"
"Yes." As soon as the White Stick finished speaking, there was no more sound for a while.
Samuel injected his blood, spirit, and then drove it with Genuine Qi according to the White Stick's steps.
With the rotation of the Twin-Dragon Tripod again, the real refining officially began.
Three days, for three whole days, Samuel was immersed in the sea of fire and began to hammer the sword according to the method taught by the White Stick.
The whole process was very difficult. The high temperature brought not only pain, but also frustration.
But even so, Samuel still gritted his teeth and hammered hard.
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