Chapter 763
Yang Fan’s method of controlling Inner Qi gradually became smoother. Under the woodworking knife, the black wood turned into spirals effortlessly and fell to the floor in bundles. He didn’t need to consciously control the Inner Qi; he just let it flow naturally.
The next day, Yang Fan spent an entire day and finally succeeded in crafting seven wooden swords.
He found some online templates and shaped the seven swords into different designs.
The black wood had clear grain, and after being polished with oil, it appeared more textured than steel-forged swords. However, it lacked sharpness and menacing cold glint.
Yang Fan tested them out but discovered an issue.
The wooden swords he made were similar in overall structure to the wooden mace given to him by Mr. Fan, but the weight was significantly different.
The wooden mace gifted by Mr. Fan felt as heavy as steel when held in hand.
In contrast, even though the wooden swords he crafted were as hard as iron, resistant even to cutting machines, their weight was only slightly heavier than ordinary wood. They still felt unmistakably wooden in nature.
The wooden swords were complete, and as the day approached nighttime again.
But there was no word from Mr. Fan, nor had Ji Dong’er reappeared.
Yang Fan gazed at the quiet street outside the window, with only a few pedestrians passing by. A strong sense of unease once again surged in his heart.