I've announced that I'm destined to have many children, and my father has bestowed upon me

A complete monster!

Recalling the previous war between the Great Zhou and the Great Xia, there were rumors of a terrifying being at the Sendai Realm falling, yet the Great Zhou remained unscathed.

Ye Haoran felt a jolt, and an even bolder guess surfaced in his mind.

Could it be... that matter is also related to this prince?

The more he thought about it, the more terrified he became, and a chill ran down his spine.

This child is no ordinary person!

The future fate of Tianjian Mountain, and even the entire Great Zhou, will likely depend on him alone!

My silly daughter... if only she could be with him...

Ye Haoran's mind immediately started working.

While he was lost in thought, Zhao Chen'an had already seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Freeze!"

He clasped his hands together abruptly, squeezing out the last bit of spiritual energy from his body and pouring it all into the cauldron.

At this moment, all the liquids inside the cauldron perfectly blended together, radiating a brilliant light!

Under his divine control, the liquid rapidly stretched and shaped, transforming into the prototype of a dagger.

Tempering, engraving, imbuing with spirit...

Each complex process was completed in a single breath!

When the final incantation was cast, the entire courtyard fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling red light shot into the sky, accompanied by a clear and melodious phoenix cry!

A dagger about seven inches long, its entire body as red as fire, with mysterious flame patterns covering its blade, slowly floated up from the Nine Provinces Universe Cauldron.

A scorching and sharp aura rushed towards me.

A top-grade magic artifact is complete!

Although it was only of intermediate level, it automatically recognized Xiao Chuchu as its master because it had merged with Xiao Chuchu's blood essence.

Its power should be no less than that of an ordinary high-grade celestial magic weapon!

Zhao Chen'an breathed a sigh of relief, and with a wave of his hand, the dagger obediently fell into his grasp.

He handed the dagger to Xiao Chuchu, whose eyes were already shining, and smiled, "I have fulfilled my mission."

Wow! So beautiful!

Xiao Chuchu took the dagger and held it with great affection.

The dagger was warm to the touch, resonating strongly with the spiritual energy within her body, as if it were an extension of her own.

She waved her hand lightly twice, and two streaks of crimson light flashed through the air, leaving faint burn marks.

"My husband, thank you!"

Xiao Chuchu raised her head and gave Zhao Chen'an a big, pure, and radiant smile.

"Let's give it a name."

Zhao Chen'an rubbed her head.

Xiao Chuchu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said crisply:

"It resembles a ball of fire, and it was a gift from my husband, so let's call it 'Chen Fire'!"

"Chenhuo, a good name."

Seeing his wife's happy expression, Zhao Chen'an's fatigue from refining weapons vanished.

He paused to catch his breath and turned his gaze to Ye Shenglin, who had been in a state of shock since the beginning.

"Alright, warm-up over."

Zhao Chen'an walked calmly to Ye Shenglin and solemnly asked:

"Miss Ye, it's your turn. What specific requirements do you have for your sword?"

Ye Shenglin took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his surging emotions.

She was a swordswoman, a pure swordswoman.

For her, the sword was a companion, a path, and the entirety of her life.

She raised her head to meet Zhao Chen'an's probing gaze and said, word by word:

"My sword needs no fancy ornamentation, no superfluous functions. It only needs to do three things."

"Sharp, extremely sharp."

"Swift, extremely swift."

"It fits perfectly with me, it resonates with my thoughts, and it's as easy as using my own arm."

She paused, then added:

"A sword is a weapon of killing, not an object for appreciation."

"Simple and plain is good."

After she finished speaking, she stood there quietly, waiting for Zhao Chen'an to ask her questions, such as the length, width, and style of the sword.

However, Zhao Chen'an simply nodded, indicating that he understood.

"I see."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked back towards the ancient Nine Provinces Universe Cauldron.

There were no blueprints, no inquiries, and not even a moment's thought.

Is this... the beginning?

Ye Shenglin was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to speak, to describe the general outline of the sword in his mind.

"Sheng Ling".

A heavy hand pressed down on her shoulder; it was her father, Ye Haoran.

"No need for further words." Ye Haoran's voice carried a complex mix of emotions as he looked at Zhao Chen'an's retreating figure and explained in a low voice:

"This prince's art of weapon forging is different from that of any other weapon forger in the world."

"Have you ever seen a magical artifact fuse with its master's blood before it has even been fully formed?"

Ye Shenglin shook her head; what she had just witnessed had indeed overturned her understanding.

Ye Haoran continued:

"I suspect that Your Highness values ​​the 'spirit' more than the 'form' when crafting weapons."

"He will first forge the most perfect sword blank for you, combining it with the world's finest divine materials."

"Then, using your essence and blood as a catalyst and your sword heart as a furnace, let the sword embryo evolve into the form most suitable for you under your own will."

"Therefore, you don't need to pre-determine what it will look like."

"The moment you become connected to it by blood, it will naturally become the form you most desire in your heart!"

Ye Haoran's words shook Ye Shenglin to his core.

With my blood as the catalyst, and with my sword's heart as the furnace?

This... this is no longer refining a weapon, this is creating a partner with whom one's life is intertwined!

At this moment, she finally understood why Xiao Chuchu was so happy when the "Chenhuo" dagger was created.

It was a perfect sense of connection, a bond of blood and a mutual understanding!

This is a treasure that any cultivator would dream of!

Her breathing quickened slightly.

Just as the father and daughter were talking, Zhao Chen'an had already begun to act.

boom!

Zhao Chen'an activated his spiritual power, and the Nine Provinces Universe Cauldron roared once more.

This time, an almost transparent, invisible fire rose from inside the cauldron!

This fire is formless and invisible, specifically designed to burn the soul, yet it is also the best flame for forging magical artifacts with yin, cold, and sharp attributes.

One by one, the divine materials were thrown into the cauldron, and under the burning of the undying ghost fire, they quickly turned into pools of liquid metal of various colors.

The whole process was smooth and efficient, even more so than when refining "Chen Fire" before.

With the experience gained the first time, coupled with the terrifying boost from the title of "Master of Alchemy and Artifacts," Zhao Chen'an's control over the entire process was now exquisite.

His divine sense transformed into countless threads, precisely controlling the proportions and blending of each liquid, removing impurities and extracting the essence.

Ye Haoran watched with his heart pounding.

These materials are mostly domineering in nature, full of sharp metal energy and cold yin energy. Ordinary weapon refiners have to be very careful when handling even one of them, for fear of being backfired by them.

But Zhao Chen'an managed to melt more than a dozen such materials at the same time, and he did it with ease!

That exquisite control over divine sense, that precise application of spiritual power, is simply unbelievable!

Is this really something a cultivator at the Fourth Extreme Realm could do?

He even had an absurd feeling, as if the person standing in front of the cauldron was not a young prince, but a Grandmaster of Saint-grade weapon crafting who had been immersed in the art of weapon crafting for thousands of years!