As Su Yu hammered away, more and more golden stripes became visible on the projection.0

At the moment, nine had taken form.0

Peak early yellow grade.0

Outside the city.0

Someone smiled and said, "The dao of benevolence and righteousness. Is Su Yu forging a weapon fit for saints?"0

He was both speaking the fact and mocking Su Yu for forging such a weapon.0

From the projection, they could see a flickering light, akin to a ray of light in the midst of darkness. The radiance emanated an auspicious and peaceful atmosphere, with a tiny bit of scholarly aura mixed within. This surprised a lot of people. So deep inside, Su Yu was but a scholar.0

A different person laughed and said, "Don't tell me he's forging a book. This thing is starting to look like a book. I can never understand these bookworms." 2

The various experts and geniuses were paying close attention to the progress of the weapon. Why? Because Su Yu was involved. Rather than the weapon, it would be more apt to say that everyone was interested in Su Yu. This forging wouldn't have attracted such a large crowd if it weren't for Su Yu.0

Among the crowd was an old-and-young pair. Each of them was wearing a unique mask. The masks weren't Heavenly Hunt Pavilion masks, but they were still quite unique. The younger of the two, a woman, sent a voice transmission, "Elder, how is this butcher a scholar? A person of benevolence and righteousness?...1