"Yes, but it also depends on whether you have the ability."
Hearing Lin Hao's confident tone, the dwarf blacksmith smiled and nodded.
He didn't really mean to give it away, it was just a joke. After all, it was a family heirloom.
However, in his view, no matter how many times Lin Hao tried, it was useless.
"Well, I hope you can keep your promise!"
Lin Hao cocked his mouth and reached out to hold the sword hilt, then began to pull it out.
The next moment, the broken sword inserted in the stone crevice finally showed signs of loosening.
How is that possible?
Seeing this, the dwarf blacksmith's face changed dramatically, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Lin Hao pulled out the knife with a single effort!
With a bang, the broken sword suddenly pulled out of the stone crevice.
Shoo!
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a black cloud of energy suddenly filled the broken sword, emitting extremely cold energy waves.
The black mist, which was spreading from Lin Hao's sword-wielding arm, seemed to be taking over his entire body.
The black gas spread very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it had already eroded his shoulder.
At the same time, a tingling sensation came from his arm.
Lin Hao was shocked and quickly re-inserted the broken sword into the stone.
For a moment, the black gas dissipated completely.
"It was so dangerous."
Lin Hao was sweating and still had a lingering fear of what had just happened.
"This..."
The dwarf blacksmith stared at the scene, his face filled with shock.
Obviously, it was unexpected that the sword in the stone, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, would be pulled out today!
Thank you very much. This thing will be mine from now on.
Lin Hao smiled calmly.
Although this sword is a little strange, it should be worth a lot.
Maybe this time I really found a treasure.
"Young man, I was just kidding. Why don't I return the 3,000 taels to you, plus the casting fee this time?"
The dwarf blacksmith stared at the sword in the stone with a burning gaze and said in an awkward tone.
Are you kidding?
Hearing this, Lin Hao was immediately displeased.
The lock-picking fee is 50,000 liang, but now the dwarf wants to back out. Isn't he going to lose a lot?
"No," he said.
Lin Hao frowned and said resolutely, "One must be honest and trustworthy!"
This is a unique treasure passed down from our Wu family. I thought you couldn't pull it out, so I intended to play a trick on you, but I didn't expect it to end up like this.
Seeing Lin Hao's resolute attitude, the dwarf blacksmith could not sit still and declared, "Why don't you name a price and I will redeem it again."
At this moment, his face was extremely ugly, and he wanted to slap himself for being so mean!
If I had known, why did I do it in the first place?
Lin Hao shook his head and sighed lightly, with a demeanor that resembled a master reprimanding a misbehaving apprentice.
Looking at the frustrated look on the dwarf blacksmith's face, and the fact that he had been willing to help him yesterday even at the risk of offending Ma Feiyu and the others, Lin Hao felt a bit relieved.
Redemption is possible, but I want 50,000 liang.
In consideration of the help he provided yesterday, Lin Hao didn't cheat anyone and directly stated the amount of his loss.
Fifty thousand taels?!
However, the uninformed dwarf blacksmith's reaction to hearing this price was tremendous.
The price of the stock rose to 50,000 yuan in a single transaction. This kid must be pretty sure of himself!
The dwarf blacksmith's mouth twitched slightly, and his face turned green.
But when I think of the ancestral treasure finally being cracked, the 50,000 taels are worth it.
"Okay! You are so cruel!"
The dwarf blacksmith gritted his teeth, took five gold tickets from the cashbox, and handed them to Lin Hao.
After completing the transaction, the dwarf blacksmith eagerly took the Excalibur from the stone, his expression excited.
Immediately, he clenched his five fingers and pulled out the sword.
But the result was totally beyond his expectation.
Why can't you pull it out?
The dwarf blacksmith was stunned and looked at Lin Hao in surprise.
Seeing this, Lin Hao was also surprised.
"You bring it over, and I'll try it," Lin Hao suggested.
The dwarf blacksmith hesitated briefly, then handed the Sword of Stone back to Lin Hao.
Worried about being killed by Lin Haozai again, he casually 'robbed' five ten thousand gold tickets back.
After getting the Excalibur, Lin Hao directly pulled it, but it didn't move.
What's going on?
Lin Hao was quite surprised.
The lock is opened, but why can't I pull it out?
"Ding, detecting that the host has obtained an ancient treasure, do you want to release the seal?"
"The lock-picking fee is 50,000 taels."
However, at this time, the system prompt sounded again.
Lin Hao was shocked and suddenly realized it.
This stone should have a sealing effect, and every time you insert the broken sword back, it will be re-imprisoned.
In other words, if he wanted to draw his sword, he would have to pay another 50,000 taels of unlocking fees.
"It's too much!"
To understand this, Lin Hao's mouth twitched.
However, if the price is raised again this time, I'm afraid the dwarf will fly into a rage on the spot.
Instead of that, it would be better to take it for oneself.
"Unfortunately, this sword has already recognized its master, and it is useless to give it back to you."
In a flash, Lin Hao began to be deceptive.
"Recognize the Lord?!"
Upon hearing this, the dwarf blacksmith's heart sank, and he stared at Lin Hao suspiciously, but did not refute him.
As an artifact smith, he did know some rumors about the transcendence of the level of the Holy-weapon.
It is said that once a spiritual weapon recognizes its master, it cannot be used by others unless the master dies.
Looking at Lin Hao in front of him, the dwarf blacksmith flashed a chill in his eyes, as if he had a murderous heart.
But soon, when he noticed the kung fu flies and tarantulas around Lin Hao, he gave up the idea.
The Dwarven blacksmiths were somewhat intimidated by their previous power.
Coupled with the weapons he forged himself, his combat power has increased significantly.
It might not be that easy to kill Lin Hao.
Besides, even if he killed him, he couldn't guarantee that he could pull out the sword.
If you don't believe me, I'll pull it out again for you to see.
In order to convince the other party, Lin Hao gave an instruction to the system: "Unlock."
"Ding, the seal is successfully lifted."
When the five ten thousand tael gold notes in his pocket vanished into thin air, Lin Hao turned his grief and anger into strength and suddenly pulled out the broken sword.
Chirp, chirp!
As expected, as the broken sword was pulled away from the stone, a thick black cloud filled the air.
"Hoo!"
Just as Lin Hao was about to re-insert the stone, a deafening roar of a dragon suddenly burst from his mind.
The terrible sound waves, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, shook his mind and almost made him lose consciousness!
"Ding-ding-ding... We detect that the host's soul is about to be attacked by the beast spirit, and the situation is critical."
"Opening the soul defense, costing 100,000 liang."
When the terrifying roar of the beast exploded in his mind, Lin Hao was shocked.
But then, the emergency alert sound of the system almost made him swear.
Is this system a black marketer who always asks for money?
And when they open their mouth, they start with the Chinese character for "ten thousand", which is a total rip-off!
What was even more tragic was that at this moment, his inventory was only 80,000 taels, which was not enough to activate the soul defense system...
What to do?!