He Was Not Convinced

"If it were someone else, they wouldn't be able to succeed in less than ten years. With my strength, I can forge the Eight Wasteland Blade in three years at most," said Gongxi Kuangdao confidently, unaware of Ling Chuxi's disapproval. Today's forging could be considered to have been beyond his expectations. Based on his past progress, he wouldn't have been able to refine past the tip of the blade.

"Three years? It takes three years to forge a blade?" Ling Chuxi exclaimed. She started to look at Gongxi Kuangdao worriedly. How long would it take her to refine the Luo Chen Sword? And this was only iron essence. If it was refined gold or mithril instead, how tiring would it be?

"Do you think forging is easy? You haven't tried it before so you don't know how difficult it is,"said Gongxi Kuangdao, a little insulted. He had been in such a good mood that his confidence was boosted, only for Ling Chuxi to pour a bucket of cold water on him.