章 1765: Metal Tower(3)

"What do you think? Did I pass the assessment?" Yuan asked the dumbfounded old man, who was staring at the finished treasure with wide eyes filled with disbelief.

Although smithing had advanced significantly since Tian Qiyuan's era, with the emergence of many more Divine Blacksmiths, Tian Qiyuan's smithing skills remained unparalleled.

"C-can I examine the treasure?" the old man asked.

Yuan nodded and handed the sword to him.

The old man held the sword in his trembling hands, feeling as though he were cradling a priceless treasure of unimaginable value.

"I have never seen an Empyrean-grade treasure of this quality before!" he muttered.

"Pass! You pass! Congratulations, you are now officially an Obisidian-rank blacksmith!"