Death... and me

Surprisingly, both Chief Blacksmiths were at the Foundation Establishment Realm. Not only that, but they were also far above Juri, being at the Late Stage each. That is to be expected, though. They are from two of the three biggest blacksmith clans in the city. It is only right and proper for them to have access to a lot more resources than Juri and his Varen Tribe.

Spiritual Energy Started to gather around the Steel and Tirakiu Swords. Right after, each blacksmiths' elements did the same. Marlen's Spiritual Energy went green while Liam was a bright red. Without any delay, both sides slashed through the opponent's swords without holding back at all. Their intention was to really get the enemy's sword destroyed.

While the people looked nervously at it, Juri and Erkil were laughing inside. For them, the result had long since been decided.

Sure enough, Liam's Tirakiu Sword became scrap metal right after. The Steel Sword passed through it easier than it did with Iron Swords. The reason was simple, the level of the ones holding the swords. The power of a weapon is greatly enhanced by the cultivator's Spiritual Energy. Considering that the Steel Sword was already a lot better, it goes without saying that the attack power difference between them got even higher once Spiritual Energy and Elements were involved.

In the end, there was barely any mark left on the Steel Sword, while the Tirakiu Sword was slashed in half.

Liam looked at his half Tirakiu Sword and was speechless. He simply couldn't believe that his sword was broken so easily. The same expression could be seen on Marlen's face. Until the entire process, his spiritual sense had been on the Steel Sword. So he was absolutely sure that the sword didn't manifest any Spiritual Energy at all. That meant that the Steel Sword was really made out of ordinary materials.

Taking a deep breath, Marlen looked at Juri and passed the sword back.

"This is a fantastic sword."

Juri received it and nodded.

"Thank you for the compliment. Our Workshop worked hard for several years to create this thing. It is the fruit of our blood and sweat."

Obviously, this was a blatant lie! Unfortunately, even if Juri tells the truth, no one would believe it to start with. What? It was a 5 years old child who made it? What? Did he reincarnate? Who the hell would fall for that?! Of course, Juri would never tell them the truth to start with. He and Rean just thought about a random story, and that was all. It was not like someone could prove they were lying anyway.

"Wait!"

Just as Juri was about to return to the Workshop, Liam came forward and asked.

"Name your price, my Suferia Clan is willing to pay for the formula to create this metal."

Hearing that, the Watil and Garkan Clans also stepped forward.

"Friend, don't listen to him, our Garkan Clan can definitely offer you a much better deal."

"Hahaha! Bullshit! This friend here, sell this formula to our Watil Clan. No one else will be able to satisfy you better than us."

Immediately, the three Chief Blacksmiths began to argue with each other. They didn't even give space to the Medium and Small-Sized Workshops to step in. First of all, they wouldn't be able to offer more than them to start with.

Suddenly, Juri raised his hand.

"Those friends should stop fighting. There is no meaning in doing that anyway. Our Workshop has no intention of selling the formula to create the Steel Sword to start with."

All three looked at him, baffled.

"Do you think that such a small workshop like yours will be able to keep it a secret? Sooner or later, the formula will be stolen. This thing is a gold... no, it's a Spirit Stones mine. If you don't sell it, you will definitely end up with nothing."

Juri smiled after hearing that.

"There is no need for these friends to be worried. I brought a lot of my Tribe warriors to help protect our Workshop. We should be fine for the time being."

The three looked at the warriors that Juri talked about. But after checking their cultivations with their Spiritual Sense, they thought that this guy was joking.

"You want to protect it with a bunch of Energy Gathering Realm ants?"

Juri didn't mind the comment and just laughed.

"It is okay, I'm also a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Also, as long as we are inside the city, the laws will protect us."

This guy is an idiot. That was the first thought that popped in the three Chief Blacksmiths.

They tried to convince Juri several more times, but it was to no avail. Juri was adamant about keeping the formula for his Steel Metal to himself. In the end, they could only give up and think another way to put their hands on the method to create it.

Marlen Watil looked at the Steel Sword on Juri's hand and requested.

"Since that is the case, I want five Steel Swords. Please prepare them for me.

Juri's eyes lit up after hearing that.

"Sure thing. Please come with me to our Workshop and select the ones you like."

The Suferia and Garkan Clans immediately noticed what Marlen wanted to do. They followed, quickly buying another 5 Steel Swords each as well. They weren't the only ones, though. The Medium and Small Sized Blacksmith Workshops also bought at least one Steel Sword each. Simply put, they wanted to study these swords to see if they could understand the process to make the Steel Metal.

Juri and the troupe were obviously ecstatic. In this single day, they sold 53 Steel Swords, which meant 6600 Spirit Stones! Even the entire Tribe Working together would have a hard time to make this amount in a month. Of course, that was because they got the eyes of the Blacksmith Workshops. After this, the sellings would go down again for a time.

On the fifth day after the opening, the Varen Workshop had finally sold its 100th sword. The business was booming. But at the same time, things were going bad for the other Workshops. So far... no one was able to discover the process used to make Steel Swords.