“What do you want to refine?”Elder Duanmu asked suspiciously.
This little girl wasn’t a weaponsmith, and she didn’t know how to infuse sword intent. What good things could she refine?
Yun chujiu said mysteriously, “Just watch and see! I promise to broaden your horizons.”
Elder Duanmu snorted and didn’t say anything. He wanted to see what this little girl was up to.
Yun chujiu began to get busy, and she even shamelessly ordered elder Duanmu to help.
Elder duanmu wanted to refuse, but he wanted to take advantage of the situation, so he could only help her out. However, he thought about it. The ten-thousand-year-old black iron was still half of elder Dongfang’s. Why was he the only one being ordered around by the little girl?
Therefore, he sent a message and called Elder Dongfang over.
With the help of these two sword forging masters, Hei Xinjiu’s puppet refinement went very smoothly.