Yang Shi came back to his quarters of Gold and Jade inn. After he entered his room, He saw three sacks were lying there silently. " Hey? Dead already?" Yang Shi kicked one of them. There was no reaction.
" Well, Pretend or not, I don't care. It's a matter of three days only, though." Yang Shi shrugged as he entered another room. He waved his hand, and the forging table appeared from thin air.
" Hmm, For normal Blacksmiths, Who doesn't have any spirit flames or Flame type martial spirit, They need to use fire cloud stones. But I don't need such shits." With a wave of the hand, Flames burst in his hands.
Yang Shi's flames are boosted multiple times by The Crimson Lily and Nine Saints Extreme Yang physique. One could see a faint white shade in the blazing red flames. That was the Yang energy.
" My flames are only enough to melt ores of low-grade Spirit Rank weapons. Hmm." Yang Shi's eye became squinted.
