“So what do you suggest I do?”
Jared looked at the woman, speechless. “Do you really expect me to stay here forever, and become your lover?”
“Pah, who told you to pledge yourself to me? All I asked was for you to swear, to forever keep this matter a secret. Also, what’s your name? It wouldn’t be fair if you’ve gained an advantage over me and I don’t even know your name,” The woman asked Jared.
“My name is Jared Chance. I won’t speak of today’s events. Am I good?” Jared said helplessly.
“No, you’ve ruined my magic sword. You must compensate me for it.” The woman shook her head.
“What should I compensate you with? Besides, you attacked me first, nearly killing me. And now you expect me to replace your sword?”
Jared was at a loss for words. This woman was becoming utterly unreasonable.
She had been the one to strike first, forcing him to defend himself. Yet now, she had the audacity to demand that he compensate her for breaking her magic sword.
“Hand over your sword as compensation, it seems like a decent sword,” said the woman.
“Get lost!” Jared swore. “This sword is my life, how could I possibly give it to you. Quit your nonsense, I can end you in one strike, always babbling on and on…”
Jared was infuriated, yet the woman seemed unafraid. She glared at Jared and declared, “My magic sword was forged by the Divine Smithing Sect. It ranks fifty-eighth among the magic sword of our Ten Thousand Sword Sect. If you don’t compensate me, I’ll fight you to the end!”
“Was your sword crafted by a blacksmith?” Jared was taken aback.
“Indeed, most of the magic sword of our Ten Thousand Sword Sect were forged and supplied by the Divine Smithing Sect. These aren’t your average swords, so you must compensate me.”
The woman started weeping again.
“Who would’ve thought that the Ten Thousand Sword Sect still had dealings with the Divine Smithing Sect? But, the Divine Smithing Sect is practically extinct, in shambles. How could they possibly forge any magic swords for your sect?”
Jared knew that the leader of the Divine Smithing Sect had been captured by the Fire Incineration Sect, and that the Divine Smithing Sect had been obliterated.
“How did you come to know all this?”
The woman paused before she spoke. “Indeed, over a decade ago, the Divine Smithing Sect was destroyed by the Fire Incineration Sect. The Sect Leader of the Divine Smithing Sect, along with many elders, were captured. This has resulted in our Ten Thousand Sword Sect not being able to renew our collection of magic swords for many years. However, a while back, many elders from the Divine Smithing Sect suddenly returned. They began to recruit disciples once again. Although the Divine Smithing Sect is much smaller now, it has found a new lease on life.”
As Jared listened to the woman’s tale, he was suddenly reminded of a past event. He remembered when he first arrived in the Ethereal Realm, he had rescued the elders of the Divine Smithing Sect from the dungeons of the Evil Heart Sect.
Moreover, Hammerhead had also mentioned back then that he intended to revitalize the Divine Smithing Sect.
From the looks of it, the Divine Smithing Sect seemed to have been revitalized.
“To tell you the truth,” he confessed, “I am actually the benefactor of the Divine Smithing Sect. The revival of the sect, it wouldn’t have been possible without my help,” Jared said to her.
“Don’t give me that nonsense! You, a mere Seventh Level Tribulator, claiming to be a benefactor of the Divine Smithing Sect? Even if you have some skills, in front of a major sect like the Divine Smithing Sect, you’re nothing but an ant. Don’t fool yourself into thinking I’ll just let you off that easily. If you don’t compensate me for my magic sword today, we’re far from done.”
The woman didn’t believe a word Jared said.
“You may not believe me, and that’s fine. But I’m telling you, the Dragonslayer sword is the revered treasure of the Divine Smithing Sect. Moreover, this Dragonslayer Sword has been restored by Sworder. Jared waved the Dragonslayer Sword in his hand and spoke.
Upon hearing this, the woman fixed her gaze intently on the Dragonslayer Sword in Jared’s hand. She then scoffed coldly. “Who are you trying to fool? How could the magic sword of the Divine Smithing Sect possibly be given to you? And this ‘Sworder’ you’re talking about, I’ve never even heard of him.”
