Martial Arts Sainthood Begins with the Tiger-Taming Fist

The sun rises and the moon sets on Linzhi Peak.

Five more days passed.

During these five days, Chen Mo practiced his sword hundreds of times each day, mastering all three sword techniques taught by Fang Liang.

In addition, the Yun family's sword was thoroughly polished and shaped, with every detail identical to the blueprints.

As the last line of the carving was completed, the sword seemed to glow faintly under the moonlight.

This is the best sword Chen Mo has ever made since he started forging swords, and he has put the most effort into it.

"I hope the employer will be satisfied."

He sighed inwardly, "I'll go to the Sword Forging Pavilion to report tomorrow."

As for Xiao Ming's death, Su Yuan did indeed report it to the Elders' Council of Linzhi Peak.

On that day, Fang Liang stepped into Chengyun Pavilion, where the Elders' Council was located, with a face full of anger.

At the same time, Elder Su Lian of Su Academy also entered Chengyun Pavilion.

Outsiders only know that there were sounds of arguing coming from Chengyun Pavilion that day, but no one knows what actually happened inside.

Two hours later, Su Lian and Fang Liang left Chengyun Pavilion one after the other. Su Lian's face was gloomy, while Fang Liang seemed a little relaxed.

That evening, Chen Mo was summoned to Chengyun Pavilion. Facing the two elders whose strength he could not sense at all, Chen Mo was naturally a little worried.

To his surprise, the two elders only asked some general questions without going into the details.

It's like going through the motions.

Just a quarter of an hour later, Chen Mo emerged from Chengyun Pavilion, "shaken" of the murder suspicion, feeling completely relieved.

……

The next morning, before the morning dew had dried.

Chen Mo had breakfast in the dining hall and encountered Xu Yan, who was yawning repeatedly.

"Senior sister, you got up really early today."

"It's all your fault. We agreed to go to the Sword Forging Pavilion today, but you insisted on choosing such an early time."

Chen Mo chuckled, and then the two of them went down the mountain together, heading towards Chuzhou Prefecture.

……

Chuzhou Prefecture, Sword Casting Pavilion.

Yun Heng and Yun Zan arrived at the Sword Nurturing Hall, accompanied by a young man.

He is Yun Zan's distant cousin, He Can.

This man carried a five-foot-long sword and wore a milky-white jade pendant at his waist; he was quite handsome.

He was positioned slightly behind and to the side of Yun Zan, offset by half a body length, and from this position, the remaining light could just capture Yun Zan's profile.

Yun Zan seemed oblivious to his occasional glances.

After the three entered the Sword Nurturing Hall, they waited for Tang Tian to arrive.

While waiting, He Can coughed lightly and said:

"Ah Zan, I had some business to attend to the other day, so I haven't been able to visit you at the Yun family for a while. I only just learned that you're having a sword forged. I'm also a swordsmith, and I can forge this sword as well. Why don't you give it to me?"

Yun Zan replied, "Cousin, you're too late. We've already entrusted this matter to a swordsmith surnamed Chen. We came today precisely to inquire about the outcome of the sword-making process, didn't we?"

He Can swallowed hard. "Actually, what I mean is, it's more reliable to entrust it to family rather than others. I wonder what rank that swordsmith surnamed Chen is?"

Yun Heng thought for a moment and replied, "Elder Tang said it was first-rank last time."

"What?!"

He Can was shocked, but then a look of joy quickly appeared on his face. "How could a first-class swordsmith forge a sword for A Zan? I just looked at the blueprints; the details are extremely complex. I don't think he can complete it. If it's given to me, I can definitely deliver a perfect finished product within a month!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Zan's face also showed a hint of worry.

Yun Heng said, "Elder Tang said that although he is a first-grade swordsmith, his skills are no less than those of a second-grade swordsmith. Why don't we wait until we get the finished product and see its quality? If it's really not good, we can talk about it then."

Upon hearing this, He Can's eyes darted around. "I can help oversee the process. If there are any shortcomings with the sword, A-Zan should make a decisive decision..."

As they were talking, footsteps could be heard outside.

A moment later, Tang Tian stepped forward.

Seeing Yun Heng and the other two already standing inside, his serious expression softened slightly as he asked:

"What are you doing here?"

Yun Heng bowed. "Elder Tang, the three of us have come to inquire about the sword-forging process. How is it progressing?"

"We haven't heard from Chen Mo since he left last time. There are still ten days left, so please wait a little longer."

Upon hearing this, a hint of mockery quietly surfaced on He Can's face, thinking to himself that things were indeed developing in the most favorable direction.

But no sooner had she finished speaking than Xu Yan's loud voice rang out from outside the door:

"Uncle Tang, I've brought you a surprise today!"

She skipped and hopped into the Sword Nurturing Hall, while Chen Mo followed slowly behind.

He held a sword covered with a black cloth in his hands. Seeing Yun Heng and Yun Zan also present, he paused slightly, nodded to them, and then handed the sword to Tang Tian, ​​saying:

"Elder Tang, please review this month's sword-forging task."

Tang Tian sheathed his sword, removed the black cloth, and swept his sharp gaze across the area.

At the same time, Yun Heng and He Can also turned their gazes over. He Can even slightly tiptoed to look at the sword in Tang Tian's hand from afar.

The azure sword gleamed with a faint, ethereal light, and its hilt was inlaid with three exquisitely carved dark blue jade beads.

Where Tang Tian's fingertips caressed, the fine parts were fine, the rough parts were rough, and the smooth parts were like the surface of a bronze mirror.

The more closely he looked at it and caressed it, the more he nodded.

He Can, watching from a distance, was anxious.

A short while later.

Tang Tian handed the sword to Yun Zan, saying, "Miss Yun, although this sword is not a masterpiece, it is quite good for a novice swordsmith. Take a look."

Yun Zan took the sword, her gaze falling upon it.

He Can, standing to the side, took the initiative to "govern" the sword. However, with his skill level, he found that every detail on the sword was flawless and even slightly superior to his own.

How could He Can, who wanted to show off his skills in front of Yun Zan, not be anxious?

But the quality of this sword cannot be lied about; if one insists on questioning it, he will only be the one who gets proven wrong.

Thinking of this, he swallowed hard and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his throat.

A moment later, Yun Zan's eyebrows relaxed, and she looked up at Chen Mo. "Young Master Chen, I am very satisfied with this sword. Thank you for your hard work in forging it these past few days."

Chen Mo calmly replied, "No need to be so polite."

Seeing that Yun Zan was satisfied, Yun Heng took out a piece of red jade from his pocket and handed it over, saying, "Brother Chen Mo, I should keep my promise. This is a fire jade that can enhance your fire control skills. Please accept it."

Chen Mo was taken aback, but did not refuse. He immediately accepted the fire jade and thanked him.

Upon seeing this, Xu Yan sighed, "Huo Yu! The Yun family is truly generous. I should have accepted this order sooner!"

The group laughed.

Only Tang Tian, ​​who always kept a straight face, did not smile.

Even He Can, who was feeling frustrated, didn't smile.

The latter pondered for a moment, then asked, "Brother Chen Mo, will you be attending the sword-forging gathering in a few months?"

"I think so," Chen Mo nodded in reply.

He Can forced a smile, "I'll participate too, and we can exchange skills then."

He Can's master is a famous swordsmith in Jinyu County. Inheriting his skills, He Can is now close to the level of a third-grade swordsmith. It is estimated that he will be able to become a third-grade swordsmith next month.

With diligent practice and abundant resources, if I were to achieve a top-ten ranking, wouldn't I win Yun Zan's heart? At that point, Chen Mo in front of me would be nothing.

Chen Mo had already noticed the occasional glances the other person gave Yun Zan, and he roughly guessed their intentions, so he calmly replied, "Okay."