Super Useless System

Bai Poju was completely focused on forging the sword, and the piece of Fiery Stone Iron he had obtained had become even purer after his tempering.

Jiang Chao Gui was quite satisfied with this grandson of his. There were very few young men like him who could wholeheartedly invest into forging swords.

Moreover, in his lifetime, he would be lucky to be able to see a fire stone essence iron forged into a divine sword. Even if he closed his eyes at that time, it would still be worth it.

Now that the forging of the sword had reached its final stage, only a couple of days had passed before it was fully formed. Everyone was nervously watching it, wondering if it would become an unrivalled divine weapon.

Ever since Men Haotian heard that Bai Poju had obtained Fiery Rock Essence Iron and was going to forge a Divine Sword, he decided to stay and not leave.

For this despicable and shameless guy, there was nothing in the world that he couldn't take away from him. Moreover, to be able to be taken away from him was the other party's honor.

He had already reported this matter to the family, and the family was quite concerned about it. They specially sent out a few experts, planning to rob them when the time came.

Ye Yumei was not completely unaware of this matter, but this woman had decided to wait and see. If she could leave this sword at the Villa, then that would be for the best.

And when it came to Protector’s Union, that was an extremely strong existence. It was not something that the Sword Reverence Villa could resist, so perhaps cooperating with them was the best.

Ao Hua was just like Men Haotian, a dog by his side. Every day, he would follow beside, wagging its tail and begging for help, hoping that the other party would be able to help him.

For this kid, as long as he could please his master, nothing was out of the question. Besides, the other party was not one of his own people, so he would have to sacrifice himself.

Also mixed up with them was Fan Quanchi, that snobbish guy. Firstly, he was jealous, and secondly, he wanted to climb the high branch of Protector’s Union.

Be it Protector’s Union or the Star Martial Monastery, to this guy, they were all high and mighty existences. Being able to be a dog to others was simply a blessing he gained.

Amidst everyone's nervous attention, the most critical moment had finally arrived. It was already the day where the divine sword would take shape, and everything would eventually fall to dust.

Bai Poju was seated cross legged on the ground above the Sword Crafting Platform. A divine sword had already formed, but it was not complete yet, because the sword did not have a soul.

He just sat there silently. The Myriad Sword Soul that he kept within his body was currently restless. However, it had not come out yet, as if it was waiting for an opportunity.

He suddenly opened his eyes and with a flash, he jumped up. Grabbing the hammer, he smashed it towards the godly sword. After this series of blows, the sword immediately shattered into pieces.

He swiped his hand across his own meridian, drawing the lines of Qilin Arm. Hot blood gushed out, hitting the air fragments, which instantly melted and turned into molten metal.

The liquid metal began to change shape in the air before finally transforming into a burning qilin. This qilin ran a full circle around the magma and absorbed all the heat of the magma.

Only then did he run back and slowly turn into a long sword. This sword was entirely fiery red in color and its hilt was covered in scales. On the blade of the sword, flames were burning.

Bai Poju suddenly roared out explosively, and countless sword images flew out from his body. These sword images continuously circled in the air, and according to a unique trajectory, seemed to follow a formation.

Just like that, the flaming longsword flew into the core of the formation. Then, like a black hole, it sucked in all of the sword shadows.

After the movie entered the treasured sword, it was still arranged according to the trajectory of the sword. This was the Myriad Sword Array, and also the sword's most powerful killing move.

The flames on the sword grew even stronger, producing a scorching heat at the same time. Even Jiang Chao Gui, who was used to the high temperature, had no choice but to retreat.

After the high temperature had reached its peak, all of the flames withdrew back into the sword. On the sword, there was a pattern of fire.

Then, the sword flew into Bai Poju's hands. The little fellow inhaled the magma and a burst of magma entered his hands. Then, it slowly condensed into a sword sheath.

This scabbard looked extremely simple and unadorned. It was also fiery red in color and had a picture of a qilin on it. One of the scabbard looked especially auspicious and the other looked especially malevolent.

His hand tightly gripped the sword sheath, his eyes had a different look, and his Qi was also constantly changing, slowly reaching the peak of the Fighting Emperor.

He finally broke through the limit and officially stepped into the realm of Fighting Sage, becoming the second young man since the Great Marshal Peng to step into the realm.

He laughed out loud. His laughter shook the entire cave. All of the magma there was surging. It seemed to be celebrating the success of the divine sword, but also celebrating the birth of the owner of the flame.

Jiang Chao Gui's face was also full of smiles. This sword was truly amazing. It was obvious that it was a Saint amongst swords. It contained the soul of the Myriad Swords and was definitely incomparable.

He laughed heartily and said, "This grandson here has completed a great accomplishment. I have truly gained the blessing of the heavens. Why don't you hurry up and name this divine sword and let everyone in the world know about it?"

Bai Poju first respectfully bowed, then once again unsheathed his sword, raised it above his head and spoke with a loud and clear voice: "This sword is made from fire rock essence iron, the baptism of fire Qilin blood essence will allow the soul of the ten thousand swords to form, it is considered a saint within swords, from the very beginning to the end, it is a fire Qilin Holy Sword."

A strange fragrance drifted in the air, followed by the sound of flowers falling, and the sound of drums. Everyone in Divine Dragon Continent knew, and knew that such a Holy Sword had appeared in the world.

To a forger, being able to create such a Holy Sword was an eternal glory. Naturally, it would be recorded in history as a grandmaster of a generation.

Although creating swords was only a side issue for Bai Poju, from the moment Fire Lin Holy Sword was born, he had already stood at the pinnacle of sword forgers within the Divine Dragon Continent.

Furthermore, the other Swordsmiths would be inferior to him and at the same time, would have to show enough respect to him. Now, even without using any martial arts, he would become the chief guest of any major power.

Although it might not be easy to create Holy Sword, it should not be difficult to create some magical equipment. This was also the reason why large powers rushed to this place like a flock of ducks.

However, those who were waiting outside didn't have the time to care about that. They could only rub their hands together and prepare to fight.