62: Chapter 62 Scrap Metal? This is a divine object concealing its true nature!

Ji Wushuang staying behind brought great... inconvenience to Su Changge's life.

Although he was very obedient and truly guarded the outside of the courtyard every day like a door god, without making any noise.

But as soon as Su Changge stepped out of the courtyard, he would see a pair of starry eyes filled with "admiration" and "a thirst for knowledge" staring straight at him, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Damn, the pressure is too much."

Su Changge felt like he was being monitored by a 24-hour high-definition camera; he even had to mind his image while picking at his feet.

"This won't do. I need to find something for myself to do, and something for him to do as well, to distract him."

After much thought, Su Changge decided to implement a previous plan of his—to get himself a handy weapon.

Of course, this "handy" mainly referred to its appearance.

Although he now had [God-Tier Sword Dao Comprehension], his cultivation was still too low; in a real fight, he'd still be a complete weakling. Therefore, the weapon's combat capability wasn't important. What mattered was that it had to look stylish in his hand! It had to match his "Peerless Master" persona!

Ordinary Magic Treasure swords were too cliché.

The Divine Artifacts in the System store were deathly expensive, and he was reluctant to spend that money.

After considering his options, he decided to take matters into his own hands—he'd find someone to custom-make one!

He remembered the countless ruins and broken Magic Treasures left on the battlefield after that strike that split the heavens on the Main Peak square.

"I'll go treasure hunting in the trash heap and see if there are any suitable Materials."

Having made up his mind, Su Changge strolled toward the Main Peak.

"Mr. Su, where are you going? Does this Junior need to clear the way for you?" Ji Wushuang immediately followed like a shadow.

"No need, I'm just taking a walk to help my digestion." Su Changge waved his hand.

He arrived at a valley behind the Main Peak, which was a temporary dumping ground for battlefield debris.

Various broken Magic Treasures, armor, and ship wreckage were piled into small mountains.

Su Changge turned on the System's built-in scanning function and began rummaging through the trash mountains.

"This one won't do, it's broken."

"This one is too ugly, pass."

"This... huh?"

His gaze was drawn to a longsword stuck in the rubble, with only a section of the hilt showing.

The hilt of this sword looked simple and unadorned, stained with dried blood and mud.

Su Changge walked over and pulled it out.

*Shing.*

A rusty iron sword with several notches on the blade appeared in his hand.

This sword looked worse than scrap metal, as if it had been buried underground for hundreds of years and could be snapped by a gust of wind.

【Ding! Item detected: [Mortal Iron Rusty Sword]. Material: Ordinary Mortal Iron. Evaluation: Worthless.】

The System's evaluation was concise and cruel.

But Su Changge's eyes lit up.

"This is the one!"

In his view, this was the perfect material for acting cool!

Think about it: a peerless Master using not some divine Sharp Weapon, but an ordinary, even dilapidated iron sword.

Wouldn't that contrast and pretentiousness be instantly maxed out?

"Senior is indeed Senior; even picking through trash is so unique." Beside him, Ji Wushuang watched Su Changge smile with satisfaction at a broken sword and once again sighed with heartfelt admiration.

Holding the rusty sword, Su Changge prepared to head back, feeling satisfied.

Passing by the Artifact Refining Hall on the Main Peak, he remembered his plan and took a detour inside.

The Taixuan Sect's Artifact Refining Hall was built inside a mountainside with abundant Earth Fire; as soon as one approached, they could feel a wave of scorching heat.

Inside the hall, the "Clang, clang" sounds of blacksmithing were constant.

Su Changge's target was the Taixuan Sect's chief Artifact Refiner, Ouyang Iron Hammer.

He was a Grandmaster of Artifact Refining who was somewhat famous even in the Eastern Wasteland. It was said he had a strange temper and a stubborn personality—a typical technical geek.

Su Changge walked into a secret room deep within the Artifact Refining Hall and found Ouyang Iron Hammer staring blankly at the flames of a furnace.

He was a burly man with knotted muscles and a full beard, looking even darker than Wang Tiemian.

"Elder Ouyang."

Ouyang Iron Hammer lifted his eyelids, glanced at him, then at Ji Wushuang behind him. Frowning, he said in an unfriendly tone, "Supreme Ancestor? Humph, I only have furnace fires and hammers here; there's no Dao to talk about. If you want to play tricks, you've come to the wrong place."

Clearly, he was full of distrust toward this "Supreme Ancestor" who had suddenly appeared.

In his view, Artifact Refining was the Righteous Path, and everything else was empty. That "strike that split the heavens" was likely an exaggerated rumor.

Su Changge didn't get angry; he knew that to deal with this kind of technical geek, he had to let the facts speak.

"Elder Ouyang misunderstands. I came today because I want to ask you to forge a scabbard for me." As Su Changge spoke, he handed over the rusty iron sword.

Ouyang Iron Hammer glanced at the broken sword, and the disdain on his face deepened.

"This piece of junk deserves a scabbard? It's better off being thrown into the furnace and melted down as scrap iron!"

"You should take it back. I don't take such jobs."

He waved his hand as if shooing a fly.

Su Changge had already expected this reaction.

He smiled slightly and commanded the System in his heart: "System, load a [Divine Object Obscuring Itself] effect onto this sword! The kind that looks ordinary but, upon careful inspection, feels like it contains world-destroying power!"

【Ding! [Divine Object Obscuring Itself] effect loaded, continuously consuming emotion points...】

As the effect activated, there seemed to be no change on the surface of the rusty sword.

However, the expressions of Ouyang Iron Hammer and Ji Wushuang, two Cultivators extremely sensitive to "auras," changed drastically at the same time!

Ji Wushuang's Divine Eye of Breaking Illusions opened subconsciously, and he was horrified to find that the space around the rusty sword was actually undergoing extremely subtle distortions! It was as if its very "existence" was so heavy that even space could barely withstand it!

And Ouyang Iron Hammer, the Grandmaster of Artifact Refining who had dealt with metal Magic Treasures his entire life, was even more struck as if by lightning!

He stared fixedly at the rusty sword, his whole body trembling. The expression on his face went from disdain to shock, to horror, and finally to endless fanaticism!

He could feel it!

He could clearly feel what an ancient, weathered, and terrifying aura of Origin was hidden beneath that thick layer of rust!

That aura seemed to come from the beginning of the Universe, when Chaos had not yet divided!

That was... the aura of Divine Iron! It was the supreme divine Material used in legends to forge Emperor Weapons!

"A di... Divine Object!"

Ouyang Iron Hammer's voice was trembling uncontrollably.

"This... this is definitely a dust-covered divine sword left over from ancient times!"

He could no longer control himself and lunged forward. Instead of taking it from Su Changge's hand, he knelt directly on the ground, his hands trembling as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, carefully supporting the blade of the rusty sword.

He didn't even dare to touch it with his hands, fearing that his own mundane aura would defile this Divine Object.

He looked up, his face covered in tears, gazing at Su Changge with a look of pilgrimage, his voice choking.

"Ancestor... Old Ancestor!"

"I was blind! I failed to recognize your greatness!"

"I am willing! I am willing to forge a scabbard for this divine sword! Even if it means losing my entire fortune and exhausting my life's blood, I will not hesitate!"

He held the dilapidated rusty sword and cried like a three-hundred-pound child.

Su Changge looked at his obsessed state, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

"Mm, he's hooked."