Zhang Zhi continued smithing the sword, the shape slowly turned into a eastern style blade.
The cultivators looked disappointed and shook their heads, they muttered via telepathy, "A standard eastern sword design but based on the aura, it's certainly a low-tier artifact."
"What a waste! Firelord Gold turning into a low-tier artifact, what a waste!"
…
The cultivators felt extreme heartache, they believed even amateurs like them could forge something better out of the Firelord Gold. For a moment there, their eyes on Zhang Zhi were filled with resentment.
However, Zhang Zhi did not stop. He nonchalantly swung his hammer, as if he was a robot.
"Why is he still forging? Throw it back into the hearth and maybe he can salvage a little something!" One of the cultivators finally lost it and said out loud.
"Yeah, stop it Owner Zhang!"
The cultivators started to make noise.
