The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

Night falls.

The houses and fields of Jiajia Village appear exceptionally clear under the moonlight, with distant mountains appearing and disappearing in the mist, creating a beautiful ink painting.

Quiet, peaceful.

But on this quiet night, Jia Quan's house was brightly lit, and he was working hard!

Jia Daoshi melted down several pieces of iron ore to obtain the iron ingots he needed.

Then we started making the molds.

After the molten iron was poured into the mold and shaped, Jia Daoshi and Jia Hu picked up the big iron hammer!

The key to forging a sword through repeated hammering is the hammering process.

It must be forged repeatedly.

Folding and forging involves three folds each time. After folding and forging, the blade will form countless layers, which enhances the power of the decorative blade. It can be folded more than ten times, reaching more than a thousand layers. During the forging process, cold forging and hot forging are carried out alternately.

That is, the legendary process of being tempered and refined through countless trials!

Before Jia Daoshi traveled through time, this process used a punch press!

But now, it's Jia Hu.

Fortunately, Jia Hu, a naturally strong man, was present, which made the forging work much easier.

If it's just Jia Daoshi alone, they're really in trouble tonight!

"Jingle bells! Jingle bells..."

The crisp sound of hammering echoed continuously through the night!

……

After an unknown amount of time, the prototype of a hundred-times-forged longsword had appeared.

Di Qinglin and Murong Jiu were both stunned!

They never imagined that swords could be used in this way!

Moreover, Di Qinglin felt that Jia Daoshi was actually quite charming at this moment, giving people a pleasing feeling!

He was tall and slender with little muscle, looking like a scholar, but every time he struck with the hammer, it was full of power!

"Ah Jiu, you're staring in amazement!" Aunt Tie Lan said with a laugh from the side. "What do you think? Isn't Daoshi handsome?"

"Auntie!" Murong Jiu couldn't stand the teasing and her face turned bright red.

“You are handsome, my lord,” Di Qinglin said.

Di Qinglin has a rather straightforward personality.

"Haha! Qinglin, you're beautiful too. And Ajiu, you two look like celestial fairies."

Upon hearing the two women's conversation, Jia Daoshi smiled and offered a compliment.

Murong Jiu and Di Qinglin blushed when they heard Jia Daoshi's praise.

However, I was very happy inside.

Girls in ancient times were very innocent and naive when it came to relationships.

Time passed by minute by minute.

By the time the longsword was quenched, it was already quite late.

It's too late tonight.

Jia Daoshi was not in a hurry; he preferred to follow his own plan rather than rush.

After carefully putting away the unfinished Hundred Refined Sword, Jia Daoshi greeted his uncle's family and then returned home with the two women.

After a quick wash, I went to bed.

After what happened during the day, Murong Jiu was too embarrassed to lie next to Jia Daoshi, so Di Qinglin slept next to Jia Daoshi instead.

However, Jia Daoshi was exhausted from swinging the hammer so many times while forging the sword, and he fell asleep as soon as he got into bed.

……

The next day.

The sun has just risen.

Jia Daoshi got out of bed!

Looking at the beautiful woman still fast asleep beside him, he thought about what happened yesterday.

Jia Daoshi's eyes were full of fighting spirit!

After he got up, he went to Jia Quan's house and completed the remaining steps in making the longsword!

Finally, he engraved the words "Yitian" on the hilt of the sword!

To sell a sword for a good price, having a cool name is very important.

With the Heaven-Slaying Sword unleashed, who can rival it?

However, due to various limitations, the longsword he forged still has many shortcomings, but it is only better than the ones in Guanglong Sword Shop, not worse!

"Michishi, you're up early."

Jia Quan's family didn't get up until Jia Daoshi had finished building it.

There was no other way; they went to bed too late last night, and it was cold, so they stayed in bed a little longer.

"Uncle, I have finished forging the sword, but I'm afraid the remaining iron ore will not be enough for me to forge a second one." Jia Daoshi felt a little regretful.

This Heaven-Slaying Sword has already used up most of the iron ore that Jia Quan acquired.

The remaining ores are of poor quality; they're okay for making farm tools, but not so good for making weapons.

It could be refined further, but there's not enough time, and the current conditions don't allow it.

"How can you sell a sword for two hundred taels of silver?" Jia Quan asked with some concern.

"It's alright, I'll think of a way. Uncle, don't worry about this, I'll handle it." Jia Daoshi laughed and then left with his sword.

"What's this kid up to? Does he want to gamble again?"

Jia Quan frowned.

……

Soon, Jia Daoshi returned to his own courtyard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Di Qinglin came out to greet him.

"You so early?"

Di Qinglin deliberately got up a little earlier today, but he didn't expect that Jia Daoshi seemed to have been up for a long time!

"Yes, there were still a few steps that weren't finished yesterday. Let's get up early today and finish them off as soon as possible."

Jia Daoshi said with a smile, "Qinglin, why don't you try this sword?"

Di Qinglin took the long sword from Jia Daoshi's hand; the scabbard was simply wrapped in a piece of cowhide.

"The Heaven-Slaying Sword? What a majestic name!" Di Qinglin's eyes lit up as soon as he saw the sword's name.

"Clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse. If we're going to sell swords, we need to give them a powerful name." Jia Daoshi chuckled.

"Ding!"

"Buzz!"

Di Qinglin flicked the sword lightly, and a clear, melodious sword cry rang out!

"What a sword!"

As Di Qinglin spoke, he swiftly brandished his sword a few times!

In an instant, sword energy surged everywhere!

Even Jia Daoshi was amazed by his agile movements!

"Good swordsmanship!"

He discovered that his wife seemed to be more than just a simple person!

How could an ordinary girl possess such fierce sword skills?

"Shh!"

After Di Qinglin unleashed his final sword strike, he suddenly stopped!

She just saw the sword and her hands are itching to get her hands on it!

Fortunately, there were no outsiders here, otherwise our identities would have been exposed!

"It was all just random gestures." Di Qinglin hurriedly returned the sword to Jia Daoshi. "I'll go cook."

Soon, smoke began to rise from the chimney.

Murong Jiu also got up at this time.

Upon learning that Jia Daoshi had gotten up early to sharpen his longsword, Murong Jiu was deeply moved, her eyes welling up with tears.

"What's wrong, A-Jiu? You just got up and you're already crying?"

When Jia Daoshi saw that his wife's eyes were red, he knew what she was thinking and immediately joked.

Murong Jiu blushed: "I didn't cry."

With that, she turned and went into the kitchen.

After a simple breakfast, Jia Daoshi instructed, "I'm going to the county town later. You two go to your uncle's house and wait for me to come back."

"Don't run around, understand?"

"Young master, are you going to the county town to sell swords? You must be careful."

Murong Jiu was also somewhat worried about Jia Daoshi going to the county town.