Miao Feiyu didn't treat Liu Wuxie as an outsider and genuinely sought his advice on blacksmithing. Perhaps the problem had troubled him for years, and despite all his attempts, he had failed to resolve it.0

After witnessing Liu Wuxie's forging technique, he saw a glimmer of hope and decided to consult him.0

"Senior Miao, I'm impressed with your skills. It's difficult to achieve what you have with ancient blacksmithing techniques, but…" Liu Wuxie wasn't being polite. Miao Feiyu had achieved something he himself could not.0

Forging such a formidable sword with only ancient blacksmithing techniques took incredible skill. Liu Wuxie couldn't possibly master everything, and his forging methods differed from the traditional craft. Each path had its strengths, and no one could say for sure which was superior.0

"Enough with the flatteries. Just get to the point," Miao Feiyu cut to the chase.0

The old manor lord had ventured deep into the wilderness to search for a rare material, but a ten-thousand-year python had mortally wounded...0