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In a sealed off courtyard in the Shang Clan Manor, heatwaves wreaked havoc as they swept through the lands. Even though they were three feet away from the entrance, Shang Ke and the rest could still feel the searing heat.

“Damn it. If we try crafting another graded weapon in the future, we definitely cannot do it in the city!” Shang Ke raised his head to look at the skies above the manor and saw that the void was turning blurry from the heat.

“Who could have expected this? Even after two whole months, the weapon isn’t complete… Now, the entire city knows that we’re trying to craft a graded weapon…” Shang Yang muttered at the side.

Shang Jian added, “No matter what, it’s his first time refining a graded weapon. It’s amazing he managed to hold on until now. If nothing goes wrong, our Shang Clan will really be able to produce a master blacksmith capable of refining graded weapons this time…” 

Shang Yang was still unconvinced. “Hah… This is all because of our support. He’s a wandering cultivator who managed to get his hands on some inheritance. Without our support, he won’t be able to gather enough materials to create graded weapons even if...