Noble Husband At the Door

Samuel didn't know anything about refining weapons. He didn't have much experience in separating the artifact spirit from the real body.

Fortunately, the White Stick seemed to be very experienced.

Or perhaps it could be said that it was extremely knowledgeable in artifact crafting.

Under its command, Samuel ran his Genuine Qi and slowly separated the whole cold wood.noveldrama

As Samuel mobilized his Genuine Qi, bursts of white light began to appear on the cold wood.

Samuel hurriedly mixed the jade sword with Genuine Qi and led the white light into the sword to temporarily store the White Stick.

Then, he put the cold wood into the metal water.

"Cold wood is Yin. Samuel, activate it with your Genuine Qi."

"Yes."

Samuel did not dare to delay. He hurriedly followed the White Stick's instructions. After wrapping the cold wood, he used the 'Fire Energy' to cover it and slowly melt the cold wood.

Soon, the cold wood began to melt slowly and turned into black flowing light, flowing with the Genuine Qi of Samuel.

"When you melt all of it, you'll be able to drive the liquid metal and slowly release the power of the cold wood. In this way, every inch of the metal will possess the power of the cold wood. In this way, the changes in every place will also be completely changed."

Samuel nodded and followed the White Stick's instructions. He melted the cold wood first and then slowly released it.

Very soon, the black light formed by the cold wood began to mix with the metal water. What was surprising was that after the gold and silver metal water met the black light of the cold wood, the color of the whole thing began to change.

It was a color that Samuel had never seen before. In other words, it should be a kind of complicated color that did not exist theoretically.

It seemed to be a kind of single color, but in fact, there were at least seven basic colors.

It was both beautiful and amazing.

Then, this type of complex color became more and more beautiful, moreover carrying waves of incomparably dazzling radiance.

But soon, as the light disappeared, the seven complex colors returned to a different color, which was calm and milky white, like milk.

Looking at this scene, Samuel was a little stunned.

However, his hands did not stop moving at all, and continued to stir slowly.

"Don't stop. Even though it's very tiring, they have to maintain the fusion for at

least 15 minutes. Only in this way would their fusion be complete." the White Stick reminded.

Samuel nodded.

This kind of physical work was not heavy, and it could only be regarded as tedious.

Samuel did not slack off at all. Instead, he stirred it hard every second.

He was working for himself and his wife. He couldn't be careless at all.

Soon, the metal water completely merged with the cold wood.

Next was the most meticulous part of the whole process.

Forging and refinement.

Fortunately, the two-day failure was not only a failure. At least, it had brought precious experience in forging weapons to Samuel.

It was still in the shape of a sword, followed by a hammer, which completely turned the molten metal into the shape of a sword.

"This time, give it a try," said the White Stick.

Samuel looked at the sword. Although it was rough, it gave Samuel a completely different feeling.

At a glance, one could tell that it was made of an extraordinary material.

This was especially true after the white color completely cooled down and turned into a reddish-gold colour. With a single glance, one could tell how tyrannical it

was.

However, the sword was used to kill people. It was far from enough to just look and feel it.

So, he still had to give it a try!

Samuel picked up the sword and quickly came outside the house. Then, he found a big tree and was about to cut it.

"Trying to test the sword with a tree? Are you thinking too highly of the tree, or are you looking down on the sword too much?" said the White Stick in a cold voice.

This...!

This was also because Samuel had tried many times, but he had been completely defeated and had no confidence.

"Then what should I look for?" Samuel asked subconsciously.

"At the very least, you have to find a hard object, right? This is too embarrassing," the White Stick said.

"Hard object?" Samuel swept his gaze over it. Soon, his gaze paused on an enormous rock.

That should be enough, right?

Under the White Stick's control, the jade sword moved slightly, and the tip of the

sword pointed in the direction of the boulder.

It seemed that it also agreed.

"No, I'm talking about the one behind the boulder..."