Joking, she was clearly the one who had intervened and saved everyone just now, yet the little dwarf was asking Long Lixing for help… It was truly displeasing!
In response, a subtle glint flickered in Long Lixing’s eyes. He felt the softness in his palm with an expressionless face, his heart secretly thrumming with excitement and anticipation.
He felt as though he had stumbled upon a momentous discovery!
His Bao'er was jealous!!
A group of people followed the little dwarf forward, the dwarves behind them scattering.
This was a characteristic of the dwarf race! Each man for himself, minding his own business and not worrying about the troubles of others!
In fact, even without the little dwarf leading the way, Jin Bao'er had already sensed the aura from afar…
From a distance, she saw many people gathered around a large tree. Numerous dwarves were hanging upside down from its branches. Among them, a middle-aged dwarf, adorned in more ornate clothing, struggled amidst his rough features and bulging muscles. His eyes ferociously glared at everyone, and he continued to curse what he was saying!
The next second, a cultivator stepped forward, drew his weapon, and brought it down forcefully towards the middle-aged dwarf's neck…
The little dwarf suddenly shrieked! He dashed forward with a quick stride, but it was entirely too late to intervene…
The distance was too great. Jin Bao'er’s expression tightened. Seeing the middle-aged dwarf about to be beheaded, she unhesitatingly activated her power…
Instantly, the entire world fell into a state of suspension! The long saber stopped mere inches from the middle-aged dwarf’s neck; had it been even a moment later, the man would have lost his head!
Without hesitation, she quickly flew over and pulled the man to safety! At the same time, she kicked the cultivator’s head, causing it to explode into a bloody mist and vanish on the spot…
There was no choice. The karmic red was too strong; she could no longer tolerate it!
Five, four, three, two, one!
Five seconds later, she landed simultaneously with the freed dwarf.
Everyone present was stunned!
They hadn’t even seen when she appeared, and their companion had already exploded into fragments, leaving no complete body behind.
Following this, two figures, one red and one white, sped away, releasing all the captive dwarves. Wherever they passed, only afterimages remained…
This time, Jin Bao'er was too lazy to waste words. Before any of the cultivators could speak, she unleashed a wave of pressure and coldly stated.
“Scram! Otherwise… you die!”
So simple and crude. She waved her hand… a terrifying killing intent surged, overwhelming them. They had no time to react at all before they were each blasted away… A large empty space instantly appeared in the crowd!
The dwarves who had just been freed trembled. What a terrifying woman!
This time, the little dwarf rushed directly into the embrace of the middle-aged dwarf, again not even glancing at Jin Bao'er.
Jin Bao'er didn't mind. After all, she had come to ask for a divine sword to be forged, not to gain fame.
“I saved you…”
The first sentence she spoke caused all the dwarves to tense up, their faces filled with wariness!
Trying to leverage a favor? Shameless! Hmph! As expected! Not a single cultivator is good!
As soon as Jin Bao'er spoke, she noticed their expressions and felt a pang of despair! Her expression grew even colder.
“In return, help me forge a sword!”
Hearing this, the dwarves let out a collective sigh of relief. They had said as much earlier! They thought she wanted spirit stones too.
Jin Bao'er looked expressionlessly at their subtle movements, grumbling inwardly!
The middle-aged dwarf stepped forward, concealing the caution in his eyes, and readily agreed.
Cultivators were too cunning; he had to be on guard!
But when Jin Bao'er handed him a large black iron ball in one hand and a vine box in the other, the dwarf patriarch looked somewhat bewildered…
“Just this? To forge a sword?”
He looked at Jin Bao'er with suspicion. Only after confirming she wasn't joking did his face finally contort…
“Any ordinary blacksmith could make something like this! You…”
Why come all this way for such scrap iron?
Hearing this, Jin Bao'er frowned! This was the fire seed she had worked so hard to obtain. The black iron ball was also a proud embodiment of the iron element. Why was the dwarf looking down on it so much??
At this moment, Long Lixing walked over and directly opened the box…
The dwarf patriarch’s expression was wary and nervous! He didn’t think such a small flame could accomplish anything, and he harbored a hidden disdain for the request. His tribesmen behind him shared the same sentiment.
An iron ball and a small flame, and they were expected to forge a sword?! Who were they underestimating?
However, the next second…
“Boom!”
A blazing fire light shot towards the sky! Intense heat erupted instantly and continued to pour out. Yet, the firelight quickly returned to its original small form. Within it, six lying flames came into view, stunning every dwarf with their brilliance…
It was a gaze of reverence for a rare treasure! Passionate and acknowledging!
“Wh…what is this?”
The dwarf patriarch’s eyes widened, and he stared in disbelief at the small flame within the box. The lingering warmth was still palpable, hot and potent! This was the most ferocious firelight he had ever witnessed in his life!
Jin Bao'er looked over at the sound and calmly asked again.
“How is it now?”
The dwarf patriarch nodded enthusiastically and affirmatively without hesitation! Passionate, persistent, and excited!
“Enough! More than enough! Forget this lump of iron, even a hundred of them would be fine!”
Hearing this, the black iron ball was indignant! Its round body leaped from Jin Bao'er’s hand and slammed in front of the dwarf patriarch, spinning rapidly, sparks flying!
You old man look down on me? You think this little flame can shape me into a divine sword? Are you blind?!
At this, it wasn’t just the dwarf patriarch, but even the dwarves behind him widened their eyes in astonishment!
“It… it has sentience?! What kind of iron lump is this?”
The black iron ball was furious! Hmph! I am the embodiment of the iron element… an absolute heavenly treasure! You’re the iron lump, and your whole family are iron lumps! You little dwarf!
Jin Bao'er could sense the black iron ball's displeasure. Clearly, her previous explanation had been inadequate and led to a misunderstanding!
Long Lixing reached out and caught the black iron ball. He infused it with the resilience of ten thousand-year-old red iron until the black iron ball’s color noticeably deepened to red…
Then, ignoring the shocked gazes of everyone present, he asked.
“Forge a divine sword from these three items!”
His tone was as casual as saying he was having hot and sour shredded potatoes for lunch!
But this immediately struck all the dwarves with awe and trembling! They looked at him in disbelief… a divine sword?
The legendary divine sword capable of slaying gods? A divine weapon of unparalleled sharpness, spoken of only in legends?
Were they joking? Such a divine object was incredibly powerful; how could it be made from ordinary materials…
But… these three items before them were all rare in the world! If there was any possibility, it truly existed!
For a moment, the atmosphere fell into contemplation…
All the dwarves had strange expressions, looking at each other! They even felt a sense of wonder…
The dwarf patriarch’s expression became excited and solemn as he looked up. From this moment on, he completely believed that these individuals harbored no ill intentions! After all, no one would be foolish enough to come to the Dwarf Continent to snatch spirit stones with such precious items!
“Please wait a moment, esteemed guests!”
Saying this, the dwarf patriarch turned directly around and began discussing with the large group of dwarves behind him, occasionally uttering some special terms that Jin Bao'er couldn't understand.