Ye Qingtang finally sighed.
Before Ye Qingtang could sigh fully, the elderly suddenly spoke. "We can add Spirit Crystal powder into the Qingxuan Steel as well, right?"
"…" Then, Ye Qingtang understood why the old imp was so insistent on the black gold meteorite iron.
It must be that he saw the process of her forging the dagger and remembered her Spirit Crystals!
"Yes…" Ye Qingtang replied helplessly.
"Qingxuan Steel it is then!" The elderly ordered heartily.
Ye Qingtang face palmed quietly. Was it still too late for her to back out now?
The truth had proved that it was too late for Ye Qingtang to back out even if she wanted to.
For the entire afternoon, she was dragged around the Sword Spirit Workshop by the elderly and did not do anything else other than forging the Daybreak Crossbow with him.
