Chapter 1: Casting Swords Using Human (1/2)

When Chen Hao was thrown into the furnace, his heart was full of unwillingness. He hastily reevaluated his short and monotonous life and the cruel sword refiner who deceived him!

He was a world traveler! The only traveler in this world! He opened the legendary gold finger system!

I didn’t expect to come to this world just now and haven’t become the best cultivator in the world. I haven’t had time to achieve outstanding achievements, and I haven’t had time to build a large harem. I was tricked into the sword refining house by a seemingly honest and kind uncle who is a sword refiner and threw me into the sword refining furnace.

Just now, the seemingly kind but sinister sword refiner told Chen Hao that he was buried in Iron Stone City and had been studying sword refining skills for more than 20 years. Six months ago, he reached the peak of sword refining, and he turned to research spirit refining and wanted to be a true master of sword refining.

He accidentally obtained a secret book of refining spiritual items, which recorded a bloody, effective, simple, and practical secret technique of refining spiritual items-refining swords using humans.

To put it simply, it was to mix the secret solid spirit liquid in the hot molten iron, and then a living person was pushed into the molten iron. The secret solid spirit liquid absorbs the human’s soul and blends his soul into the weapon, making the weapon produce the “spirit.”

This morning, he felt a breakthrough. At that time, he was a little itchy to try for a while. When he met Chen Hao as a beggar by accident, his heart’s urgency became more enthusiastic, like a cat scratch.

He lured Chen Hao with two steamed buns as bait.

Yes, as a traveler, Chen Hao was deceived by two steamed buns!

When he saw it through, he was about to be pushed into the molten iron, and the heat was getting stronger and stronger. Chen Hao suddenly remembered a sentence, ‘I will get eternal life in the fire and blood!’

The burly sword refiner pushed Chen Hao down, stared at him, fell into the hot iron furnace with burning eyes, and he growled with open arms, “I will become a true master of sword refiner, you will become my first creation, and the true swordsman will be proud of using you!”

“I curse you not to die of natural death. Even if I really become a sword, I will definitely be a demon sword. Whoever uses it will die!” Chen Hao wailed sorrowfully before he died.

However, the sword refiner didn’t care about Chen Hao’s dying curse.

In the sword refining furnace, the black flame rose instantly and soon disappeared, followed by Chen Hao’s body.

With excitement, the sword refiner poured molten iron into the sword fan, and after cooling down, the sword embryo was obtained. The sword refining room rang with rhythmic sounds of striking the iron.

The sword refiner put the red-hot iron sword in his hand into the cold water drawn from the snowy Yunshan Mountain until late at night.

After the water vapor dissipated, the sword refiner couldn’t wait to see the real face of the spirit weapon.

But after he glanced at it, his face sank.

The swarthy iron sword was unremarkable, no different from the iron sword cast by his apprentice.

There was a red dot on the sword, just like a drop of solidified blood if you look closely.

The sword refiner wiped it repeatedly with a sweat towel, but it couldn’t be wiped off!

He tried to cut its blade front. Perhaps it was the legendary treasure.

With uneasy feelings, the middle-aged sword refiner quickly opened the iron sword with a knife, without encountering any resistance.

Staring at the sword, the middle-aged sword refiner breathed a long sigh; he failed.

When refining this sword, he was very dedicated and earnest and kept improving every working procedure. He used precious materials such as Qingyun Iron and Threaded Copper. In addition, he also mixed a handful of extremely precious meteorite.

But he made a tremendous low-level mistake!

When melting, the temperature was too low.

If he were refining an ordinary sword, he would not have any problems controlling the temperature, but now he was refining a sword using a living human.

If a man casts a sword, there was one more man in the furnace, and the temperature would definitely be different.

Every step of the sword refining process was interlocking; just because there was a problem in one link, even if he used extremely precious materials, the sword was useless!

He took the long sword and came to the weapon rack. There were more than ten long swords on it, all of which were works of his apprentices.

Picked up a handful of low-level sword and cut them on the blade of a sword with blood drops without hesitation. The edge of the low-level sword broke a hole.

It would be strange with so many precious materials if you couldn’t cut down a handful of low-grade weapons!

The middle-aged sword refiner picked up a middle-level mortal sword and cut it hard against the blood-dropped long sword. There was a small crack in the middle-level sword, but the blood drop sword broke a hole!