Sparks flew. The hammering sound pounded on everyone's mind. The few blacksmiths' lips twitched as they watched Ye Qingtang hammer carelessly.
The Tower Sky Sword is a divine weapon. Does this girl's heart not ache when messing around with it!
Elder Mo frowned slightly. If not for the fact that others could not repair the Tower Sky Sword, he would definitely not allow Ye Qingtang to act recklessly.
Amongst everyone, only the elderly and the incharge watched intently. Energetic, they came together and pointed at Ye Qingtang's actions while discussing relentlessly.
"This girl indeed has skills. This hammer was at the right spot."
Seeing that Ye Qingtang flattened the blade with a hammer, Elder Mo's brows twitched, and he could only try his best to ignore the elderly's unceasing praises.
As Ye Qingtang hammered, the originally-broken blades merged with the melted materials.
