Chapter 627 - Guru Sword Sharpened with a Mountain! (1/2)

Chapter 627 Guru Sword Sharpened with a Mountain!

After an hour’s rest, Fang Qiu continued to cast swords.

In the following hours, to maintain the quality of the weapons at the guru level, Fang Qiu forged another five sixth-class swords in a row. After he thought it was almost done, he raised his strength to the seventh class and forged three more of them.

Although he had raised his strength to the seventh class, Fang Qiu’s recultivation had not reached officially that level yet. So, the aura of the sword he cast merely carried the aura of the ordinary seventh class.

However, he was not worried about that.

When a martial arts practitioner picked up a sixth-class weapon, he could clearly feel that the aura carried by the weapon was very strong. However, no matter how strong it was, it was nothing more than a sixth-class weapon.

In other words, no matter how weak a seventh-class weapon was, it was better than the sixth-class one.

At least, the user could clearly perceive the flow of the internal Qi of the seventh-class expert and the layout of his meridians.

After the three seventh-class swords were cast, Fang Qiu raised his strength to the seventh-class Martial Superior with one meridian and cast another sword.

Later, he again made it to the eighth-class Martial Superior with one meridian, and cast one sword.

After casting the sword with the strength of the eighth-class Martial Superior with one meridian, Fang Qiu stopped to take a rest.

He had no intention of casting a ninth-class weapon at all.

That was all because of the Guru Sword!

What was Fang Qiu casting these swords for?

Of course, it was to make money.

To make money, he must turn one of the swords with the aura of a guru into a nonpareil one!

If he also cast a few ninth-class weapons, perhaps the purchasers would be content with the second-best and buy ninth-class swords instead of the Guru Sword. Therefore, Fang Qiu deliberately skipped the ninth class, which stood between the eighth class and guru class.

He even didn’t make many eighth-class ones.

There was no eighth-class sword but just the one at the eighth class with one meridian!

Fang Qiu thought about how to take the treasures to auction off.

He would first auction the fifth-class swords, the sixth-class swords, then, the seventh-class ones.

The higher the level was, the fewer the swords were.

When it came to the eight class, there was only one to be presented.

This would definitely cause a commotion among the crowd.

And those who would bid for it were certainly all rich people. In the end, there must be someone who could win over the eighth-class sword. Those who had not offered the highest bid or had missed the opportunity for some reason would definitely feel very angry and helpless.

But at this time, if a Guru Sword suddenly appeared in the auction house, how would the crowd react?

Those who failed to grab the eighth-class sword would absolutely get thrilled because they saw hope again. Since they had regretted once, they would surely seize the last chance. Adding that the Guru Sword was quite rare, people would definitely fight over it.

When the time came, would Fang Qiu still have to worry about money?

After finishing casting the sword of the eighth-class Martial Superior with one meridian, Fang Qiu didn’t rush to cast the Guru Sword right away. Instead, he found a place to sit down cross-legged and rest.

Even though Fang Qiu himself was an expert in the Guru Realm, casting many swords in succession nevertheless consumed him a lot of energy.

Since he had to maintain the quality of the Guru Sword, Fang Qiu had to restore his strength to the peak when he cast the sword.

He closed his eyes and then opened them again.

Two hours had already passed.

“Screech!”

When Fang Qiu opened his eyes and got to his feet, his aura was all different.

Because he had been suppressing it all the time, it couldn’t be seen at all before. Now that he had stopped the suppression, he was immediately shrouded in an extremely ethereal, light-hearted aura that only a guru could emit.

“Let’s begin.”

With sparkle in his eyes, Fang Qiu began to cast the sword confidently.

He had to be extremely careful with every procedure.

It took almost a full day to finish more than half of the casting of the Guru Sword.

However, just when the Guru Sword was about to be completed—

“Buzz…”

All of a sudden, the surrounding aura of heaven and earth began to surge.

It was just like when he was breaking through to a higher realm, if anything, it was only more violent.

“Hum?”

Sensing the fluctuation of the aura of the sky and the earth, Fang Qiu immediately stopped what he was doing.

He could tell that the abnormal movement of the aura of the sky and the earth was caused by the Guru Sword in his hand!

“No!”

With a frown, Fang Qiu whispered, “If I continue to cast it, when it’s completed, it will surely cause a great fluctuation of the Qi of Heaven and Earth. At that time, others will certainly notice.”

“Moreover, if such a sword is cast here, it will be just unspectacular.”

“I say I should make something big!”

Thinking of this, Fang Qiu immediately recalled the legend about Longquan that Long Qiyun had told him when they were having dinner earlier.

The legend was about a tall mountain outside Longquan.

It was a bleak, rectangular mountain!

Legend had it that this mountain had existed since ancient times. One time, an immortal who descended to the human world used this mountain to sharpen his sword. Later, people named it the Sword-sharpening Mountain!

As the legend had it, the whole mountain was composed of the whetstones.

Up to now, most of the whetstones in Longquan were produced from the Sword-sharpening Mountain.

“Now, all I need to do is hone it.”

Fang Qiu looked at the sword that had been perfectly cast in his hand and deliberated for a moment.

Then, he moved.

Without saying a word, he raced out of the underground workshop.

He kicked the ground on tiptoes in the backyard of the Long Family. Like a meteor, he immediately shot to the air and rushed toward the Sword-sharpening Mountain outside Longquan.

Soon, Fang Qiu arrived at the Sword-sharpening Mountain and directly climbed to the top!

He found the most suitable place to hone his sword. With a wave of his right hand, a stream of water flew from the inside of the mountain, cleaning up the place where he would sharpen his sword.