Dragon's Origin

Chapter 271 I Dare Not Use It (Part 1)

Elder Tie solemnly accepted the long sword.

Just as Mei'er thought Elder Tie would carefully examine every detail of the long sword, Elder Tie closed his eyes and began to grope the sword like a blind man.

"Why isn't Elder Tie looking?"

Mei'er couldn't understand Elder Tie's actions at all, but everyone around her seemed unsurprised, which made her itch with curiosity, so she whispered her question to Wang Sheng.

"Because sometimes the naked eye can't see flaws that are ten times thinner than a hair, but the hand can clearly sense them."

Wang Sheng subconsciously replied in a low voice, while carefully watching Elder Tie's movements: "This is something only the most experienced master craftsmen can do.

A delicate young lady like you definitely can't imagine it."

Wang Sheng was the kind of high-level warrior on Earth who could customize his own personal weapons, so he often came into contact with big shots from military factories.

Wang Sheng once saw an old fitter who, with his calloused hands, touched a part to be tested and accurately judged that there was an excess of a thread somewhere.

The quality inspector measured it with a micrometer, and sure enough, it was exactly one thread off.

One thread is one-hundredth of a millimeter, or 0.01 millimeters, ten micrometers, which is ten times thinner than a normal hair.

Although Wang Sheng spoke softly, every Grandmaster and Great Grandmaster present had high cultivation and heard Wang Sheng's explanation clearly.

With just this one sentence, Wang Sheng gained the approval of at least a dozen Great Grandmasters.

Indeed, how could a delicate young lady understand the efforts these Great Grandmasters put in?

This young man is truly remarkable.

After carefully stroking the sword once, Elder Tie seemed to nod in satisfaction.

Only then did he open his eyes and carefully examine the long sword from front to back, top to bottom.

After looking at it, he didn't say anything but handed it to another old man next to him, letting him continue to look.

The old man took the long sword, first examined it, then stroked it, admired it, and then passed it to another.

In this way, more than a dozen old men and women present looked at it one by one.

After Master Lu was the last to finish, the long sword was handed to Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng took the long sword and carefully observed it by the firelight.

Wang Sheng looked very carefully, observing the sword's edge, tip, spine, fuller, guard, and hilt all the way down.

Under his enhanced vision, the subtle parts of the long sword were clearly visible.

"Why are you only looking and not touching it?"

Mei'er asked again, somewhat inappropriately.

"Because I don't have the ability to feel it out!"

Wang Sheng replied to Mei'er in annoyance.

This woman was really poking at his sore spots, making him lose face in front of so many Grandmasters?

Hearing this, all the old men and women around him chuckled softly.

However, everyone also appreciated Wang Sheng's frank attitude of admitting what he didn't know.

At least this kind of person was ten or a hundred times better than those who pretended to know.

Mei'er glared at Wang Sheng, then turned her gaze to the long sword itself.

At this sight, her eyes were immediately drawn in and she couldn't pull them away.

Although she had been watching the long sword transform from an iron blank into a finished product, it was from a distance.

Only when the long sword was placed in front of her did she truly see its magnificence.

Not to mention the material, how could Grandmaster Wu use poor quality materials for his Grandmaster advancement assessment?

Just the meticulously carved and engraved patterns on it, and the brilliant light deliberately created with some kind of material, were enough to indicate one word: expensive!

This was just the material, not to mention the craftsmanship.

Among the extremely exquisite patterns evenly distributed on both sides of the sword's spine, there was actually a painting.

Looking closely, it was a long scroll divided into two parts.

Mei'er was highly accomplished in this area and could tell at a glance that this long scroll was actually the hand-painted "Thousands of Miles of Battlefield" by the Painting Sage of a thousand years ago.

However, the original Painting Sage's "Thousands of Miles of Battlefield" long scroll was more than three zhang long and more than two chi wide, painted on a complete Mist-Veiled Water Serpent skin.

But the "Thousands of Miles of Battlefield" in front of her was only on the three-chi sword's edge.

A kind of extremely thin material was carefully crafted into a shape in advance and attached to the sword's spine bit by bit.

Just this craftsmanship alone was enough to surpass 99% of the long swords Mei'er had seen.

Not to mention the gorgeous decorations on the sword guard and hilt.

If it was paired with a carefully crafted scabbard, Mei'er could guarantee that just the appearance alone would sell for a sky-high price of 200,000 gold coins in her store.

After looking at these patterns and accessories, Wang Sheng gripped the slightly slender hilt and waved it a few times, feeling the sword's center of gravity and balance in using moves.

As a Grandmaster blacksmith, Grandmaster Wu would definitely not make such a low-level mistake.

The long sword was very smooth to wield, and there was no problem with the center of gravity shifting whether it was stabbing or slashing.

It was indeed a good sword.

After Wang Sheng finished looking, he wanted to hand the sword to the Qingling Old Daoist to take a look, but the old Daoist shook his head and didn't take it at all.

He wasn't interested in this kind of thing.

Wang Sheng could only hand the long sword to Mei'er, and then watched Mei'er hug the sword almost like a miser, stroking and admiring it bit by bit, completely ignoring Wang Sheng.

Seeing this scene, everyone smiled.

This little girl didn't hide her hobby at all, which was rare.

Grandmaster Wu was very patient, waiting for everyone to finish looking at it one by one without urging them.

He just stood there slowly waiting for everyone's comments.

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This time it was the advancement of the Grandmaster blacksmith, so Elder Tie presided over it.

Seeing that everyone had finished watching, he ignored Mei'er who was still looking at the sword and said, "What are your opinions, everyone?"

Although most of the people around were not blacksmithing experts, when they reached the level of Grandmaster, they really had a taste of interconnectedness.

Sometimes a comment from a Grandmaster in another industry can often stimulate more ideas from the Grandmasters in the industry.

Linglong Pavilion clearly understood this point, and even the advancement to Grandmaster was not judged by Grandmasters within the same industry.

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and everyone seemed to have something to say, but no one seemed to want to say it, as if there was something unspeakable.

This situation made Grandmaster Wu feel a little uneasy, was there something wrong with what he had created?

Since no one wanted to speak, Elder Tie was a little embarrassed.

Then his eyes swept over Wang Sheng, who was admiring the sword beside Mei'er.

With a thought, he said to Wang Sheng, "Little Assassin, tell me, how is this sword?"

Suddenly being mentioned, Wang Sheng looked at Elder Tie and smiled wryly.

Wang Sheng thought that Manager Chen's message was just Elder Tie being polite, but he didn't expect that he really wanted him to comment?