Taste a mouthful of spit
"Six hundred years have changed so much. I wonder how much more of my forging skills I can bring to bear after my rebirth!"
Qin Hao shook his head and smiled. His eyes flashed with challenge.
He released the Red Lotus Shield to protect the people outside from being hurt by his own fire energy.
The second point was the most important. The temperature inside the shield was constant. Inside the shield, Qin Hao could raise or lower the temperature as he wished, preventing the outside air from entering.
The outside air would greatly affect the smelting process. Even the slightest bit of air circulation would cause damage to the Winter Iron!
Normally, when a Weapon Refiner forged a sword, they would have their own sealed smelting room.
However, Qin Hao didn't because he was forging with his bare hands!
Ha!
As he muttered to himself confidently, the Frost Iron had already turned into glue in his palm!
Next, Qin Hao began the second step — molding the sword body!
The first step of conventional forging was to melt the materials.
The materials added were not limited to a single type. With the grade and strength of the tool as the standard, the refiner could add higher grade or auxiliary materials accordingly, or mix the materials together!
The Hundred Year Coldsteel was self-contained and possessed a unique cold property. It did not require any additional materials!
The second step, according to the conventional method, required the materials that had turned into liquid to be thrown into the sword embryo that had been prepared beforehand, allowing the liquid to cool and then solidify within the sword embryo.
Qin Hao didn't have a sword embryo, so he couldn't turn the Frost Iron completely into liquid.
Instead, he made it into a gelatinous state so that he could freely stretch or compress its shape.
It wouldn't take shape because it was too soft!
From this, it could be seen how difficult it was to forge weapons with bare hands. It was a test of a blacksmith's ability.
Without the sword embryo, Qin Hao's tyrannical spiritual power firmly wrapped around the rubberball-like cold iron. Two strands of Yuan Qi grew between his palms, and these two strands of Yuan Qi turned into two white lines, guiding the cold iron.
As Qin Hao pulled his hands apart, the Frost Iron gradually changed shape under his palms. From its spherical shape, inch by inch, it became elongated!
During this process, Qin Hao's movements were extremely strict and careful. He had to control the weight of every inch of the Winter Iron, no more, no less.
The uneven distribution of weight would affect a swordsman's hand, and could even lower a martial artist's standard.
Therefore, this step of Qin Hao's was particularly difficult, and a layer of sweat gradually seeped out of his head.
However, with Dendi's huge spiritual power, he could completely control it without any deviation.
"Too strong, he really did it barehanded!"
"Other than the Tower Master, I've never seen any refiner who dares to forge barehanded in public!"
"What kind of powerful mental power and control skills are needed to achieve this?"
"Even Master Ganjiang, who is known as the second in the Star Refining Tower, didn't dare to try it!"
The group of Star Refining Tower's stewards, who were watching from the outside, were deeply impressed by Qin Hao's ability and could not help but feel excited.
To be able to see such an extraordinary refining technique, it was the blessing of three lifetimes.
Shi Xiang also stopped struggling. He no longer howled and became abnormally well-behaved.
At this moment, even an idiot could tell from the steward's conversation that Qin Hao's refining skills were extraordinary. He might even be above Master Ganjiang's.
This forced Shi Xiang to put down the anger in his heart and secretly rejoice.
"The sword body is finished. Next, it's quenching and forging!"
Exhaling a long breath, Qin Hao wiped off the sweat on his head. Staring at the three feet and two inches long Frost Iron floating in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction.
This length was the common length of swords on the continent. It was suitable for all kinds of martial artists to display arm length, arm strength, and wrist strength.
A qualified refiner would first measure the height and arm length of the other party before forging a piece of work, as well as the strength of the other party's swing.
Then, according to various tests, the most suitable weapon for the other party would be created.
Just now, Qin Hao had glanced at Shi Xiang. Although he could not completely estimate all the indicators.
However, as an alchemist, Qin Hao could judge Shi Xiang's health and how much strength he could exert from his body shape and complexion.
Qin Hao was still confident about this point.
As for quenching!
It was to place the completed sword mold in cold water and let it cool.
The quenching was also quite particular. Different water sources were used, and the hardness of the sword body after cooling would also be different.
The higher the water quality, the stronger the sword body that would be quenched!
Normally, a reputable refiner would personally go to the top of Pan Yue Mountain to collect the morning dew or go to some forests to extract the juice of some strange ancient trees to quench the sword mold.
After quenching, the strength of the sword body could be said to be terrifying!
What was even more exaggerated was that a well-off refiner would ask an alchemist to pick high-grade fruits and use the juice of the fruit to quench the sword.
In his previous life, Qin Hao had taken on many deals with Royal Grade weapon refiners. To be honest, it was very profitable!
"I have a lot of strange fruits stored in my spatial ring. Some of them are even Grade Eight medicinal herbs.
But a mere 100-year Frost Iron is not worthy of being fed! "
Qin Hao's mission was to complete a Grade Seven King Grade weapon and obtain the qualification to meet Master Gu. He would not waste his energy and materials to forge a famous sword for Shi Xiang!
Therefore, he opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of saliva!
Swish ~!
When the saliva touched the Frost Iron Sword, it quickly spread and was absorbed by the Frost Iron Sword.
Suddenly, thick black smoke emerged. The Frost Iron Sword, which was as red as a soldering iron a moment ago, turned into a miserable state like a burning stick in the next second. It was incomparably black and was full of cracks and decayed iron slag.
"F * ck, isn't this too wasteful?"
"He actually spat on the 100-year Frost Iron!"
"You dog, do you know how to refine weapons?
If you spit on my sword, I swear I will kill you! "Shi Xiang was enraged again. He clenched his fist and roared.
His 100-year Frost Iron had to be nourished by the spring water of the Nine Dragon Mountain in the western suburbs.
But Qin Hao had used his saliva …
Even the stewards who were watching from the side shook their heads.
From the beginning, Qin Hao's refining skills were indeed shocking.
However, this third step was wrong. It was very likely that this mouthful of saliva would cause all of Qin Hao's previous efforts to go to waste, wasting all of his efforts.
All the stewards thought that a sword tempered by saliva would definitely not be strong.
But in reality, they were all wrong. How could Qin Hao's saliva be ordinary?
Qin Hao had the Tranquil Water Spirit in his body. The Tranquil Water was the best among all water spirits.
Although the amount of saliva contained was a little less, it was more than ten times stronger than the spring water of the Longquan Mountain.
In reality, the best choice now was for Qin Hao to spit a mouthful of his own blood essence onto the sword. If Qin Hao had the power of three spirits and the Demigod Body, the strength of this sword would increase by a lot.
Obviously, Qin Hao would not spit out his own blood essence for Shi Xiang. Blood essence would deplete a martial artist's strength. Using saliva was already very honorable.