From Demon Slayer, the sword is invincible

Hotaru Tetsuzuka looked dejected, lowered his head and prepared to leave the room without saying a word.

"Where are you going?" the village chief shouted immediately after noticing his movements.

Hotaru Kotsuzuka stopped and looked up, a look of shame on his face: "I am too embarrassed to stay here any longer. It turns out that my skills are far from good enough. I can't even forge a qualified sword."

The other craftsmen were silent. They did not look down on Hotaru Tsuchiya, because they knew that Kaze Kotobuki was too powerful and they would not be able to deal with him. In addition, swordsmen had a high status in the Demon Slayer Corps, and a powerful swordsman like Kaze Kotobuki was even more respected.

Feng Xiaodao looked at the back of Tietuozhongying and realized that he needed to step in to solve the problem. He actually admired Tietuozhongying and had no intention of teasing her, but just wanted to prove that what he said was true.

After all, sometimes, even if you tell the truth, it would be frustrating if no one is willing to believe it.

"Mr. Hotaru Tetsutsuka, it's not good to just walk away like this!"

Hearing this, Tietsuzuka Hotaru's body trembled slightly, and then he slowly turned around. He raised his head and stared at the person in front of him, with a trace of shame on his face. "Mr. Xiaodao, what do you want? Since you have proved what you said, I have nothing to say. Just let you do whatever you want!"

His tone seemed somewhat helpless and frustrated. At this time, Hotaru Tetsutsuka was already prepared mentally, waiting for the other party's humiliation or punishment. After all, in his opinion, many powerful swordsmen often have bad personalities, and they may show their status in various ways.

"That's what you said. I take it seriously. I hope you and a few masters can work together to forge me a Sun Wheel Sword that doesn't belong to this one!" Feng Xiaodao said with a smile, and took out a rusty knife wrapped in oilcloth.

Iron Tsuka Firefly was surprised by this. Why did he have to forge a sword for him? Didn't I annoy him? Why didn't I make any rude requests? Feng Xiaodao didn't wait for his reply and continued to explain:

"Mr. Kotetsuka Hotaru, I don't mean to look down on you. I am also very satisfied with the sword you forged for me before. I believe you are a master swordsmith with extraordinary skills.

It’s just that my situation is indeed different from many people. There are probably only a few people like me who can wield a broken sword in the entire Demon Slayer Corps, so you don’t have to mind it. I’m just simply proving what I said.

If you really care about this, then do as I say and forge a unique sword for me."

Tietsuzuka Hotaru was immediately shocked by Feng Xiaodao's magnanimity. He had never expected such a result. He was ashamed just now, but now he admired Feng Xiaodao so much. So he straightened his body, bowed to Feng Xiaodao with full sincerity and said:

"Your Excellency Xiaodao's generosity really makes me ashamed. I don't know how to express it. I will forge a satisfactory Nichirin sword for you at the cost of my life!"

Feng Xiaodao smiled and nodded. He could feel the sincerity of Tietuozhongying. "Then I'll leave it to you." After saying that, Feng Xiaodao handed the rusty knife in his hand to Tietuozhongying.

Hotaru Tsuchiya took the rusty knife and carefully lifted the oilcloth, and a knife covered with rust appeared in front of everyone.

Other craftsmen also gathered around to watch the rusted knives, their eyes full of expectation and determination. This challenge is not only to prove themselves, but also to pursue a higher level of skills.

Fortunately, the craftsmen did not think that this was a broken sword. Although it was rusty, it could not hide the extraordinaryness of this sword in front of these professional craftsmen. The eyes of the Iron Tsuka Hotaru were shining, as if he had discovered a rare treasure.

"Sir Xiaodao, may I ask where did you find this knife?" asked Tietzuka Hotaru excitedly.

Feng Xiaodao then told the story again. After listening, the village chief said with emotion: "It turned out that this was passed down from Xiaotie's ancestors. I remember that his ancestor was also a great craftsman."

"Mr. Xiaodao, I am more confident with this sword as a reference. Please give me three days to restore this famous sword, and then we can discuss how to forge a sword for you. Now you can tell everyone your requirements, I will go to sharpen the sword first!"

After saying this, Tietsuzuka Hotaru rushed out with the rusty knife like a fly. If you didn't know, you would think he was a robber who escaped. The village chief could only look at Feng Xiaodao awkwardly.

Feng Xiaodao waved his hand to indicate that he didn't mind. What he valued was that Tietsuzuka Hotaru had an immense love for swords, so he talked to the craftsman under him about his requirements for the sword.

First of all, Feng Xiaodao was not interested in traditional Japanese swords. He preferred a sword that was more to his taste. So he decided to design his own weapon based on the Tang sword style in the real world. The Tang sword is a powerful sword and one of Feng Xiaodao's favorite swords.

Secondly, the knife must be hard and sharp enough. For Feng Xiaodao, the hardness and sharpness of the knife are crucial factors. He needs a sword that can easily cut off the enemy and make the enemy unable to resist his attack.

Therefore, the hardness and sharpness of this knife must be high enough, even if it is a little heavier. After all, as his strength continues to improve, he needs a good knife that can keep up with his growth.

Finally, the knife needs to be tough enough.

In battle, Feng Xiaodao would swing the sword in his hand with all his strength. If the blade is not tough enough, it will easily break or be damaged in fierce battle. He needs a sword that can withstand the explosive force of his full-strength swing while maintaining good toughness.

As for other aspects, Feng Xiaodao lets the craftsmen play freely. He believes that these craftsmen have rich experience and creativity and will definitely be able to create a satisfactory knife. As long as the above key requirements are met, the other details will be left to the craftsmen to fully display their talents!

In the days that followed, Hotaru Kotsuzuka and the craftsmen devoted themselves to the work of forging swords. They worked day and night, carefully selecting materials, repeatedly pondering the craftsmanship, and striving for perfection in every detail.

Three days later, Tietuozuka Hotaru came to Xiaotie's house with a sharpened knife, because Feng Xiaodao had been living here all this time, and occasionally followed Master Mao out of the village to kill ghosts, to see if there was a chance to earn some attribute points.

"Mr. Xiaodao, the rusty knife you gave us that day has been repaired. It is truly a rare piece! However, during the grinding process, I discovered that the knife seemed to have been broken and was only reconnected by a master! Although it has this flaw, it is still a rare treasure!"

Feng Xiaodao took the knife, which was like an ugly girl's transformation. Before, the whole rusty knife was nothing except the rust on it. Now, not only has the rust been ground off, but it has also been equipped with a handle and a scabbard, which looks very exquisite at first glance.

Feng Xiaodao was also aware that the knife had been broken, which was one of the reasons why Feng Xiaodao did not use it. In the original work, it should have been cut off by Kokushibo, the brother of Tsugakuni Yoriichi, Tsugakuni Yansheng, and later picked up by Xiaotie's ancestors, repaired and placed in the doll.

"Thank you for your hard work, Hotaru Tetsuzuka! I hope you can forge a knife that is better than this one next." Feng Xiaodao took the knife but did not pull it out.