In the darkness, a white-haired figure rushed past, disappearing in a flash, difficult to see with the naked eye.

"name?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Phoenix heard that someone wanted to give him the naming rights. Contrary to his usual behavior, he not only did not despise it, but was also very interested and thought about it seriously.

After about ten breaths, Fenghuang suggested, "What do you think? How about calling it Fengming Sword, or Fenghuo Sword, or just Phoenix Sword!"

"Let's just say, does it have to include the word 'Phoenix'?"

Li Ziye said as he hurried on his way, "The material of that sword is copper from a mountain thousands of years old. The one who forged the sword is Old Man Wu. Even the fire he used is earth fire or the true fire of a warrior. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"

"Didn't you tell me to name it?"

Phoenix said dissatisfiedly, "This is not okay, and that is not okay. You are really hard to get along with."

"..."

Li Ziye was speechless for a moment, then he said casually, "Think of a few more. At least, they can't be worse than Taichu, Henqing, and Tianwen. Otherwise, you will be embarrassed to announce the names of your swords in future fights."

"That's true."

Phoenix heard the former's words and said, "Then I will think about it again!"

"Take your time to think about it. There's no rush."

Li Ziye responded and quickened his pace, heading towards Yuzhou City.

There are only three days left, and he still has a lot of things to deal with, so he has to hurry.

At the same time, in Yuzhou City, at the Wu family blacksmith shop, Old Man Wu was lazily lying on a rattan chair, looking at the blazing magic weapon in front of him, his face full of satisfaction.

He is indeed a genius!

The sword's blade, which was entirely cyan and red, made soft hums in the flames. However, after months of forging, the divine weapon was now clearly only a prototype. Not only did it lack a blade, but even the division between the hilt and the blade was not so obvious.

If I have to describe it in one word, it would only be sword embryo.

"Old Wu."

At this moment, Li Baiwan came over accompanied by Li Changqing, looked at the calm old man Wu inside, and asked, "How is the sword being forged?"

"It's almost done!" Inside the blacksmith shop, Old Man Wu talked nonsense with his eyes open.

Upon hearing this, Li Baiwan stepped into the shop. When he saw the sword embryo on the stove, his eyes widened and he asked, "Is this almost done?"

"correct."

Old Man Wu responded as if it was a matter of course, "Just tell me, can you tell that this is a sword?"

"It's possible."

Li Baiwan said helplessly, "But this is too hasty. My firewood stick can be sharpened to be more like a sword."

"You know nothing!"

Old man Wu sneered with disdain, "You don't know anything except a few bucks. Who stipulated that a sword must look a certain way? If you don't understand, don't comment. I have done the hardest job. For the rest, we can only wait for your brat to come back. By the way, when will that brat come back?"

"Just these two days."

Li Baiwan grinned and said, "Qingzhi has gone to pick him up."

"Then just wait."

Old Man Wu lay on the rattan chair and said nonchalantly, "I'm not in a hurry anyway."

"Evergreen."

Li Baiwan turned around and reminded, "Give the wine to you, Uncle Wu."

"Yes!"

At the back, Li Changqing received the order, walked forward with two jars of wine, and said respectfully, "Uncle Wu, this is the wine the master gave you."

After saying that, Li Changqing placed two jars of wine next to the old man's rattan chair in front of him, then turned around and walked back.

When Old Man Wu saw the fine wine Chang Qing had sent him, his eyes lit up immediately. He sat up straight, picked up a jar of wine, opened it, and immediately took a sip. With an intoxicated look on his face, he exclaimed, "What a good wine."

"I'll trouble you, Old Wu, to take care of the sword-forging matter." Li Baiwan said with a smile.

"Got it, stop talking nonsense, let's go."

Old Man Wu waved his hands impatiently and said, "Don't bother me while I'm drinking."

Li Baiwan chuckled, said nothing more, and left with Li Changqing.

After the two left, Old Man Wu picked up the jar of wine and tasted it again with intoxication.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew through the blacksmith shop and the door slammed shut.

Old Man Wu seemed to realize something and stood up suddenly.

"Uncle Wu."

In the blacksmith shop, Li Ziye appeared at some point, looked at the old man in front of him, and said with a smile, "Long time no see!"

"The Li family boy!"

When Old Man Wu saw the young man who seemed to appear out of thin air, he was shocked and asked in disbelief, "When did you come?"

"Just arrived." Li Ziye replied.

Old Man Wu came back to his senses, stared at the person in front of him, and said in surprise, "You didn't go back to Li's house first."

"I don't want the people in the Li Mansion to know that I'm back."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "Please keep it a secret for me, Uncle Wu."

"why?"

Old Man Wu asked in confusion, "Your old man has been waiting for you to come back."

"I know."

Li Ziye said, "I just checked and Lao Li is in good health. It won't be a big problem if I come back a few days later."

"What the hell are you doing, kid?"

Old Man Wu frowned and asked, "The entire Li family is waiting for you to come back, and you are actually playing hide-and-seek with them."

"It's because the entire Li family is waiting for me to come back that I can't show up."

Li Ziye responded, "The Li family cannot rely too much on anyone, including me. Okay, Uncle Wu, time is running out, so I won't waste any more words. I came back today to ask when this sword can be forged."

As he spoke, Li Ziye looked at the sword embryo in front of him with a slightly condensed expression.

What a nice fire stick!

"at any time."

Old Man Wu responded, "This sword already has its prototype. As long as you continue to nourish it with blood and true energy, it will be able to absorb your power and transform itself."

"Listen, this is a little weird."

Li Ziye asked, "Can't it be cast directly like other swords?"

"No."

Old Man Wu said calmly, "Everyone has his own sword-making style. My style is just like this!"

"Then I'll take the sword away!"

Li Ziye said seriously, "How do we explain this to Old Li? Uncle Wu, do you have any ideas?"

"Explain?"

Old Man Wu sneered and said, "When did I need to explain to others? Besides, if something is lost in Yuzhou City, it is not me who is embarrassed, but your Li family!"

"Makes sense."

Li Ziye stepped forward, stretched out his hand to grasp the sword embryo in the blazing flame, and said calmly, "Uncle Wu, I will give you a reason. This night, this sword was stolen by a big bandit. His name is Bai Yujing!"

"Bai Yujing?"

Old Man Wu was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Why does this name sound so familiar?"

"The biggest bandit in the southeast of Central Plains."

Li Ziye said, slowly pulled out the sword embryo, and reminded, "The Royal Bounty List, ranked first!"