Superbase Evolution

Chapter 423: Slag Knife
"Congratulations, you finally got what you wanted." Lin Shen said with a smile.

"I have to thank you for your Ashes of Reincarnation. You are my lucky star. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would never have been able to forge this Ten Directions Demon God Slaying Spirit Sword in my lifetime." Lao Dao laughed loudly, took out the Ashes of Reincarnation and threw it to Lin Shen: "I'm giving it back to you. I owe you a favor. If you have any requests, just ask."

"Help me make a sword. I don't want the Ten Directions God and Ghost-Slaying Sword. I want a sword that you make based on your own insights." Lin Shen said.

"Okay, that's not a problem." Lao Dao was in a good mood and agreed immediately.

But in a blink of an eye, Lao Dao was in a dilemma again: "But I have used up all the blood-veined gold essence, and there is not even a scrap left. Now the Micro-Immortal Mirror has become ineffective. It is not so easy to dig out the blood-veined gold ore hidden in the vast mountains and rivers. Moreover, after so many years, I have almost dug up all the blood-veined gold ore. Even if I can dig up some more, it is far from enough for me to forge another sword comparable to the Ten Directions Ghost God Sword."

"I don't want such a strong knife. If you really give me a knife like that, I'm afraid I can't use it now." Lin Shen thought of something and ran into the cave.

Returning to the cave where Lao Dao forged the sword, Lin Shen opened the furnace, and not a drop of metal liquid could flow out.

"I don't need too much, as long as I can make a spear. If that doesn't work, a dagger will also be fine..." Lin Shen picked up the iron hook next to him and dug into the furnace, hoping to get some more metal liquid.

Lin Shen watched the Ten Directions Demons and Gods Soul-Slaying Sword being forged. He knew how much material was melted into the sword. The weight of the sword was so great that he could not afford it. It was even a question whether he could lift it.

He just wanted an ordinary blood-patterned golden sword. It didn't need to be that strong, just enough for him to lift.

Lin Shen scraped for a long time, but only pulled out a little metal juice. This little metal juice was not enough to make a knife, let alone a spoon.

"Don't bother, the materials inside have all been drained out..." Lao Dao walked over and said, "Don't worry, I'll find a way to dig out some more blood vein gold essence, and then I'll make you a knife."

Lin Shen dug a few more times and thought there was no hope, but he seemed to touch something. But it was not metal juice, it seemed to be solid and felt a little soft.

Lin Shen was confused and quickly pulled the thing out.

Something fell into the stone trough, and Lin Shen saw that it was a mass of material that was burnt red but not completely melted.

But unlike the blood-veined gold essence, when this material is in a red-hot state, you can see bits of golden light, as if there are countless gold sands in the material.

"Lao Dao, is this blood-veined golden essence?" Lin Shen was not sure, so he turned to look at Lao Dao and asked.

"I guess so. This is the blood-veined gold essence slag that cannot be completely melted after smelting the blood-veined gold essence. You can also say it is the impurities in the blood-veined gold essence. The blood-veined gold essence slag itself is still relatively hard, even harder than blood-veined gold essence, but because there are too many impurities inside, the material is not very stable, and its ductility is poor, making it almost impossible to sharpen, so it is not suitable for casting knives." said Lao Dao.

"It doesn't matter if it's unstable, as long as it's hard enough. Old Dao, please use this to make a knife for me." It's not like Lin Shen really needs such a strong knife, and being hard enough is also a good feature.

"No, how can I use this kind of rubbish material to make a sword for you? I must use top-grade blood-veined gold essence." Lao Dao shook his head.

"Let's talk about that later. Help me make a knife first and I'll use it first." Lin Shen said with a smile.

"Okay." Lao Dao placed the blood-patterned gold slag material on the workbench and asked Lin Shen while hammering, "What kind of knife do you want?"

"Actually, I don't know how to use a knife. Can you make a spear or a gun? You can help me make one." Lin Shen thought for a while and said.

"Blood-patterned gold is not suitable for weapons like guns and spears, because it is too hard and has no elasticity. Weapons of that kind need some elasticity, not pure rigidity." Lao Dao shook his head and said. "Then you can fight as you see fit, but don't use the Ten Directions Ghost and God Slashing Spirit Sword on me. Just use your understanding of swords to make me a sword." Lin Shen said casually.

"Okay." After hearing what Lin Shen said, Lao Dao said no more and swung the hammer to forge a knife for Lin Shen.

He had just forged the Ten-Directions God-Slaying Sword, and his long-cherished wish had come true. He felt refreshed, without any worries in his heart.

It was made casually, as if it was something he did with ease. With just a few strokes, he could easily knock out a knife blank.

It is not as ferocious as the Ten Directions Demons and Gods Soul-Slaying Sword. It looks very delicate, and is a ring-handled sword about five feet long.

The handle is one foot long and the blade is four feet long. The blade is straight and not very wide. It can even be said to be a relatively narrow knife. One side is thick and the other side is beveled, and the tip of the blade is an angle.

The top of the handle is a ring, like the ring of a ring, which is also the origin of the name of the ring-handled sword.

Lao Dao even used the remaining materials to make a scabbard for Lin Shen made of the same material, and then quenched it together.

When Lao Dao saw the finished product, he was also stunned.

The sword and scabbard were snow-white and crystal clear. When they were swung, there were faint flashes of golden light, like a golden river and stars.

The sword and its scabbard are extremely gorgeous. They don't look like weapons for fighting, but more like ceremonial objects used in ceremonies.

The knife didn't sharpen itself, so Lao Dao took the knife to the grindstone and planned to sharpen it manually. However, after sharpening it a few times, he uttered a voice of doubt: "This knife... I'm afraid it can't be sharpened..."

"What's wrong?" Lin Shen asked in confusion. He walked over and found that the grindstone had been worn down a layer, but the knife in Lao Dao's hand seemed to be intact.

Lao Dao found several kinds of grindstones and tried to sharpen the knife. However, no matter how he sharpened the knife, only the grindstones were damaged and the knife could not be sharpened any further.

Lao Dao smiled bitterly and said, "This knife is considered broken. The blood-veined gold residue is too hard. It can only be used to sharpen other parts. Others cannot sharpen it."

As Lao Dao said this, he was about to break it and send it back to the furnace for remaking.

Lin Shen wanted to stop it but it was too late. However, after the old knife exerted force, the blade did not move at all, and there was no sign of being broken.

Unconvinced, Lao Dao tried again, and this time the blade finally responded and slowly bent a little.

But looking at the old knife, he only bent the blade slightly, as if he had used up all his strength and could not bend it.

As soon as the old man let go of the knife, the slightly bent blade immediately bounced back and remained straight.

"This knife... is so hard..." Lao Dao looked at the knife in surprise, his face full of doubts, as if this knife was not made by him.

(End of this chapter)