Immediately, Wang Jinhui placed the unfinished sword blank into cold water for quenching.
With a "hiss," the sword blank rapidly cooled down, forming a hard surface. After completing the quenching, Wang Jinhui took the sword blank out of the water and laid it on the anvil.
"If everything goes well, the next steps will be polishing and carving," he said.
"Then, a sharp, sturdy sword imbued with divine power will be born just like that?" Tang Xiaowan said excitedly.
"Exactly, it will be born, such an adorable little sister, haha!"
Laughter burst out heartily.
Although time was limited and many steps had been skipped, Tang Xiaowan still brimmed with admiration and reverence for Wang Jinhui's exquisite blacksmithing skills.
"Big brother, you are simply..."
Before she could finish, Tang Xiaowan swiftly held back, remembering what Leng Lingxiao had said before, firmly not to praise other men in front of him, or else the consequences would be severe.
