After everything was arranged, Bai Yigui announced a day's rest, and in the evening, he bathed, changed clothes, and prepared a lavish dinner.
The Nine Dragon Jade Seal was somewhat confused.
Since a divine sword was to be forged, one should be pure and desireless. Why eat so lavishly and drink wine?
"Because this very well could be the last sword. If this forging fails, I very well might die, whereas you, as a divine artifact, might only get injured.
If I don't enjoy this last meal, should you burn offerings for me when I'm dead?"
Bai Yigui's words left the Nine Dragon Jade Seal speechless, but Zhao Yi was deeply shocked. He hadn't realized the consequences were so severe.
He felt somewhat touched, not expecting Bai Yigui, whom he met by chance, to be willing to pay such a high price. The boss also noticed Zhao Yi's thoughts and said calmly.
"People are destined to die. As a craftsman, to forge a divine sword for the Civilized Cosmos, I wouldn't have lived in vain.
