Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Chen Chao was somewhat speechless; was that not obvious?
Yang Furen said calmly, "I know what you're thinking, but how many years has Sword Qi Mountain been around? How many swordsmiths have emerged? How many swords have each swordsmith forged in their lifetime? And how many have been given away? These things are hard to quantify. This old man would have to check the records for a long time, and even so, I might still miss some. Why bother with such trivial matters?"
Chen Chao was silent.
After watching the sword selection, Yang Furen summarized with an emotional sigh, "Every time I see a sword cultivator taking a sword down the mountain, I feel reluctant. As a swordsmith, forging a sword, especially one they are very proud of, is like raising a daughter. You hope one day she finds a suitable husband, but at the same time, you fear she will leave and you'll never see her again. If you ever have a daughter, you'll understand this conflicting sentiment."
Chen Chao responded with a smile.
Afterwards, the two of them walked around many parts of Sword Qi Mountain. Chen Chao patiently carried the green bamboo on his shoulder, while Yang Furen did not mention whether he would agree to reforge Chen Chao's broken saber. Chen Chao also refrained from asking, allowing Yang Furen to lead him around. After all, this deal, whether successful or not, would not result in a falling out. Unlike many other sects in the foreign lands, Sword Qi Mountain remained neutral, avoiding excessive enmity or closeness with any particular faction.
After wandering for half a day, they returned to the pavilion deep in the bamboo grove on the mountainside. Yang Furen raised his head to look at the countless green bamboo in front of him without speaking.
Chen Chao just carried the bamboo, reminiscing about the sounds of the bamboo. He had to admit, he had become somewhat enamored with those sounds, like a jar of aged alcohol that seemed unremarkable at first but grew increasingly flavorful over time.
"You have quite the patience. That old fe
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