From Demon Slayer, the sword is invincible

Seeing that the sun had risen completely, Feng Xiaodao took the rusty knife and went out to find the village chief. Today he also had to study how to make a powerful sun wheel sword for himself.

As for the two little ones who were absorbed in studying puppets, I didn't bring them along because they were in high spirits at the moment.

Mr. Mao skillfully jumped onto Feng Xiaodao's shoulder. This guy would rather lie down than stand, so of course he had to make good use of the free two-legged transportation.

In this quiet village, everyone lives around weapons. The sun shines on the ancient streets, and the rhythmic sound of hammering can be heard from countless houses, as if it is the heartbeat of the village. The fire is burning, reflecting the focused faces of the knife makers.

The knife makers skillfully manipulated their tools to forge iron blocks into sharp blades. Their craftsmanship was passed down from generation to generation, and each knife contained their hard work and wisdom. Children ran and played on the streets, occasionally curiously walking into the blacksmith shop to watch the knife makers at work. The elderly stood aside, sharing their experiences and insights on knife making.

Feng Xiaodao arrived too late last night and did not see the entire village. Walking along the way today, he felt that life here is simple and fulfilling. The knife makers use their hands to create all kinds of knives, and also create this village full of life.

"Good morning everyone, this is Master Feng Xiaodao. According to the master's instructions, we need to do our best to build a strong enough Sun Blade for him, so let's have everyone come together to discuss the plan."

The village chief, Tiechiheyuan Tiezhen, said to the craftsmen who came, and then introduced them to Feng Xiaodao: "This is Tiejinghu, Tieanamori Kozo, Tietetsuka Hotaru...

They are all experienced and skilled swordsmiths in the village. Each of them can forge a weapon for a Pillar-level swordsman on their own. Today, they work together and I believe they will forge a satisfactory Sunwheel Sword for Mr. Xiaodao."

Feng Xiaodao nodded and showed respect to everyone. Although many pillars in the original work looked down on these craftsmen, Feng Xiaodao did not think that you should serve me. If you have a better attitude, they will be more attentive. This is how human beings are. He still expected these people to do their best to make weapons for him.

Looking at the thick calluses on the hands of these knife masters, I believe that each of them has forged countless knives. This is a competition of strength.

After the village chief finished his introduction, he took the lead in proposing: "Now that everyone knows each other, if you have any good ideas, please bring them forward!"

"Wait a minute, I have something to ask Mr. Feng Xiaodao!" A middle-aged man wearing a fire man mask suddenly stood up and said.

The village chief quickly said to Feng Xiaodao, "This is Steel Tsuka Hotaru, the Sun Blade that Xiaodao used before was forged by him!"

Feng Xiaodao immediately shifted his attention to Hotaru Kotsuzuka, the swordsmith who forged the Nichirin sword for Tanjiro Kamado in the original work. He loved swords very much and hated swordsmen who broke them. He was also a master swordsmith with extraordinary skills. The rusty sword in the puppet was ground by him, and he would risk his life to forge a sword. Feng Xiaodao still admired this kind of person.

So Feng Xiaodao smiled and gestured for him to ask a question.

"I would like to ask Mr. Xiaodao, where is your previous Nichirin Sword? Are you not satisfied with my work?"

"I am very satisfied, but it is broken!" Feng Xiaodao answered truthfully.

"Why don't you take care of your knife? I am not willing to forge a knife for someone like you who doesn't take care of your knife. I hope to withdraw from this plan!" Tietetsuzuka Hotaru said angrily. If he had a kitchen knife at this moment, he would probably pick it up and chase Feng Xiaodao.

"Shut up, Tietuozuka Hotaru. Do you know how many evil spirits Lord Xiaodao has killed?" The village chief immediately shouted loudly upon seeing this.

Feng Xiaodao laughed inwardly. This guy really loved swords as much as his life, just like in the original novel. It was quite funny. But precisely because of this, Feng Xiaodao did not blame him for saying that.

"No matter how many ghosts he kills, he is still a man who doesn't like swords. Whoever wants to forge swords can go, but I'm not going!"

The village chief felt a little overwhelmed and continued to scold him, but Feng Xiaodao waved his hand to stop him. "Village chief, there is no need to scold him. It can be seen that Mr. Kotetsuzuka Hotaru is a real knife lover. I am also sorry that my knife was damaged."

Tietsuzuka Hotaru was quite accepting of Feng Xiaodao's apology, and his anger subsided a lot. Then Feng Xiaodao continued to say to him:

"Mr. Hotaru Kotetsuka, I was indeed very satisfied with my previous sword, but I did not want to damage it. It was only because in a fierce battle, the sword could not withstand my strength and persisted until the end before it broke."

"What do you mean? You said the sword I forged is not worthy of your strength?" Kotetsuzuka Hotaru was getting angry again.

"I'm just telling the truth!"

"I don't believe it, you must be lying, I have full confidence in my knife!"

"There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me. I'm just stating the facts. How else do you want me to prove it?" Feng Xiaodao was also speechless about this guy's character.

Hotaru Tetsuzuka was also very anxious. This was a serious damage to his reputation. He didn't know what to say to the people in the village if they knew about it. He had been single all his life and couldn't afford to lose the thing he was most proud of. Then he saw the knives placed in the house. Such knives could be found everywhere in this village.

Hotaru Kotsuzuka walked over and took two knives, then came over and handed Feng a small knife and said, "I won't let you use the carefully crafted Nichirin Sword either. This is an ordinary katana. If you use it to fight me, I'll see how you break this sword!"

Everyone was also watching this scene with great interest. After forging swords for a lifetime, they could finally see their swords in the hands of a powerful swordsman. The village chief wanted to speak to stop him but Feng Xiaodao signaled him to look at him with his eyes.

Feng Xiaodao took the knife, pulled it out and looked at it. Although the knife was not as good as the Sun Blade, it was also a fine knife. After trying the weight, it felt lighter.

Seeing this, Tietsuzuka Hotaru quickly drew his sword and faced Feng Xiaodao, holding the sword in front of his chest with both hands, with a bit of nervousness in his eyes. After all, he was facing a famous swordsman, and he was just a swordsmith who knew a few moves.

Feng Xiaodao looked calm, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. He just quietly held the knife in his hand and walked towards the yard step by step. Others were very confused and didn't know what he wanted to do.

Isn't it time to test the knife? At this moment, Feng Xiaodao's aura suddenly changed dramatically. A surging and extremely sharp aura burst out from him, making people feel an irresistible sense of oppression.

Feng Xiaodao took a deep breath, held the sword tightly in his right hand, and raised it high in a diagonal position. Then, he swung it downwards violently, and the blade drew a shining arc in the air, tearing the air and bringing up a strong airflow.

This powerful airflow swept through like a storm, causing the objects in the house to shake violently.

As everyone was staring in astonishment, something shocking happened after the knife was swung - the entire blade suddenly broke into more than a dozen sections, which scattered on the ground with a crisp clinking sound.

The knife in Tetsuzuka Hotaru's hand fell to the ground at some point, and he looked ahead with great frustration, as if he couldn't believe what he saw. How could a person be so strong that he could break a knife into more than a dozen pieces just by swinging it?

"Yes, my skills are not good enough!" Tietsuzuka Hotaru lowered his head heavily.