A week passed by quietly, like flowing water.

  The red glow of the su paihe sky, draping the distant mountains in a yer e-red veil. The evening breeze rustled the leaves, making them rustle softly.

  Gu Heng saw off the st patient and, notig the te hour, returo the house. Before leaving, he pced Little Xi, who was sitting on the desk, onto the sultation room table and said to her, "If someone es, let me know."

  Little Xi nodded obediently.

  He was quite happy. The Medie Hall was often quiet, and not many people came for treatment today. Now, with su intellige who could uand human speed even read, life was much more enjoyable.

  Although she didn't speak, Gu Heng knew she uood him. She often snuggled into his arms for a hug. Every time he stroked her soft fur, he felt a sense of fort and satisfa, and her fur was incredibly smooth and pleasant to touch.

  Gu Heo the backyard, preparing to reopen his f furnad craft some ons again.

  Ever since his work was reized by Bai Fei'er that day, Gu Heng decided to pick up this "skill" he hadn't used in a long time. It had been years since he honed his f skills to perfe, but he had stopped crafting ons to focus on his "medical" skills. Now, he felt motivated to revive his passion.

  "F" wasn't actually difficult.

  The System's mall had a plethora of f materials and guidebooks like the "F Gold Record," and he had memorized all the f methods from the book.

  Gu Heng opehe System mall interface, found the "f" se, and scrolled to the bottom.

  All items in the mall were unlocked for him, but he hadn't looked at the f materials for a long time. The System hadn't updated aock, so he didn't think twid took out a hundred pieces of "Highest-Grade Star Iron."

  Soon, a hundred pieces of "Highest-Grade Star Iron" appeared oable befu Heng.

  "…Hmph, this System mall is still incible."

  Gu Heng's mouth twitched, then he picked up a piece of "Highest-Grade Star Iron" and exami.

  What "Highest-Grade Star Iron"?

  This was clearly just low-quality iron ore!

  Ihe ore, there were tless fine impurities, mixed with who knows what, all bd definitely not "high-grade." But Gu Heng was ner to the System mall's "wames," so he didn't dwell on it.

  Once everything was ready, Gu Heng began his f process.

  His f furnace was long prepared, and his f skills had reached a masterful level. Although he hadn't wielded a hammer in years, once he held the f hammer, he regained his touch.

  "Ding—"

  A light sound echoed as Gu Heng's hammer fell, striking the already heated Star Iron ore!

  In an instant, sparks flew!

  "Hmm?"

  The otion from the ba caught the attention of Su Jinxi, atg the hall at the front.

  She leaped down, her short legs moving quickly as she ran to the ba. What she saw left her stunned!

  Gu Heng was rhythmically swinging the f hammer, and the heated iron ore had already taken the shape of a sword embryo. But what shocked Su Jinxi wasn't Gu Heng's f skills, but the fact that his teique was beyond her prehension!

  Every unadorned hammer strike tained an ihat left her in awe, drawing her spirit and immersing her involuntarily!

  He had even ied tless essences of f into the "Dao" itself!

  Su Jinxi felt that just a few g his hammer teique were enough to make her almost lose herself in the profound and fierce Daoist i, as if she were in a molten pool of va, her blood boiling, making her want to pluo it!

  The sensation was terrifying, and Su Jinxi quickly closed her eyes, forcibly suppressing the surging energy within her.

  Gu Heng didn't notice his pet watg from behind. He remained focused, tinuously striking the f furnace. With each strike, the ondistinct iron ore became more refined.

  He wore simple robes, yet they couldn't ceal his exceptional grace. His physique was robust and upright, standing like a spear, exuding an imposing aura.

  His facial features were well-defined, with an air of nobility. His thin lips were tightly pressed, and his dark eyes seemed to hold tless stories.

  "Ding—"

  Gu Heng struck again, a slight sweat on his forehead. He finally put down the f hammer, standing aside to catch his breath while his work.

  The Star Iron was about two-thirds plete, with the remaining part still being refined. Gu Heng looked at it with satisfa, "Hmm, the old bde hasn't dulled…"

  He quehe sword embryo in water, then tinued hammering for about a quarter of an hour. Finally, the three-foot-long sword took shape, with intricate and exquisite patterns on the bde. These weren't iionally crafted by Gu Heng; he always aimed for beauty when crafting ons, and it had bee an ungeable habit.

  Gu Heng decided to take a break.

  F was no easy task; it required time and energy. He could brew medie quickly, but f couldn't be rushed.

  Su Jinxi was still uo calm her shock. She looked at the sword embryo, her astonishment deepening.

  The sword embryo was about four feet long, with a diamond-shaped bde emitting a sharp, icy blue light. The entire sword was like a cold, clear autumn water, with patterns on the bde resembling the most profound mysteries, fully ied into the sword!

  As for its quality…

  The on spirit was plete, and the mysteries were ied. This was undoubtedly a sacred artifact!

  But it was just a sword embryo, yet it was already remarkable!

  In this world, there were very few spiritual craftsmen capable of f "top three-grade" magical ons. Although not as rare as the "medical sage" who could bring the dead back to life, they were still extremely rare!

  Su Jinxi's view of Gu Heng ged.

  Not only was his medical skill extraordinary, but his f skills were also so masterful?

  The longer she stayed by his side, the more her worldview was stantly refreshed!

  She was lost in thought when she suddenly heard Gu Heng say, "Little Xi… didn't I say to tell me if someone came?"

  "Huh? Someone's here?"

  Su Jinxi snapped back to reality and only then noticed a person standing by the ba door!

  It was a middle-aged man with a cold and calm demeanor. His eyes were deep and sharp, giving off aremely sharp aura. Even just standing there quietly, Su Jinxi felt a prig sensation on her back.

  His cultivation… Su Jinxi vaguely sensed a faint pressure from him, strohan hers!

  The middle-aged man silently watched the sword embryo on Gu Heng's f furnace.

  Gu Heng put down the f hammer and smiled, "Long time no see, Brother Zhuge."

  "…It has been a while."

  Zhuge Gan silently walked into the ba, reag out his hand. But before he touched the sword embryo, his expression softened slightly. Finally, he sighed and withdrew his hand.

  "You're still the same, all mysterious. Anyone who doesn't know might think you're an old monster," Gu Heng chuckled and shook his head. "Since you're here, have a seat."

  "pared to you, I'm not much of an old monster…"

  Zhuge Gan muttered softly, finding a seat by the tea table in the ba.

  Gu Heng heard him but didn't mind. He had known Zhuge Gan for a long time, and their acquaintance eculiar. Zhuge Gan was a bit strange, but not a bad person, just a bit stubborn.

  When they met, Gu Heng was still honing his "f" skills, not yet at the "masterful" level. The Medie Hall was then a workshop, where he crafted ons and helped neighbors repair kit knives and iron pots. One day, Zhuge Gan showed up.

  After watg Gu Heng fe a long halberd, he challenged Gu Heng to a "test."

  The so-called test was to use the same materials te the same on and see whose was more perfect.

  Zhuge Gan cimed to be a "wanderer of the world," traveling everywhere. Gu Heng learhat he had e to Greenwood City and was challenging him, likely someone who thought his f skills were impressive and sought oppos everywhere. Gu Heng admired his perseverance, so he agreed. Gu Heng provided the materials and venue, and they peted for four days, each f a willow-leaf saber.

  And then, Zhuge Gan lost.

  He lost pletely!