C197 Imparting

"Haha, Master, I've forged it!" Luo Yu laughed out loud as he held the bronze sword.

Elder Hao smiled as he received the bronze sword embryo. He flicked his finger and the Sword Cry hummed.

"Hehe, not bad, this bronze sword embryo is barely enough for a low-grade common order weapon," Elder Hao laughed, his eyes filled with joy. The first time he refined a sword