Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Clang… Clang… Clang… Clang… Clang…

In the quiet mountain cave, the powerful sound of hammering echoed throughout the night.

Not a single person in the camp showed any impatience. They all watched Xia Hong intently, their faces full of anticipation as they observed the blade he was forging.

It wasn't until dawn was approaching that Xia Chuan hurriedly ordered people to reseal the cave entrance.

Just at that moment, Xia Hong's hammering was also nearing its end.

Clang… Clang… Clang…

With the last three hammer blows, Xia Hong released the whetstone in his hand, looked up, and exhaled deeply. Only then did he realize that he was completely drenched in sweat, his arms were swollen, and sharp pains were radiating from every joint in his body.

“Huff… This is several times more tiring than chopping trees!”

Xia Hong sighed inwardly, rubbed his arms, and used wood to clamp the already formed blade. Looking at the ten delicate silver-white lines on the side of the blade, his face was full of exhaustion, but the surprise in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

“According to Luo Ming, although ten-fold forging is just the most basic weapon, it still requires at least three Digging Realm cultivators to alternate and continuously hammer it for an entire night. But with this whetstone, I can do it alone!”

Xia Hong's surprise was not without reason. Before he started trying last night, he didn't expect to succeed all at once. He just wanted to see how many forging lines he could create.

But as the forging lines appeared one by one, he found that his limit was far from being reached, so he gritted his teeth and continued to persevere, wanting to see where his limit actually was.

Unexpectedly, he really created a ten-fold forged weapon in one go.

Moreover, it was purely by himself!

No, that's not right.

Xia Hong turned to look at the whetstone on the ground and immediately realized that the biggest contributor should be it.

When he was at the Luo Ge camp, Luo Ming let Xia Hong try out their forging equipment, which was a hammer weighing more than two thousand pounds. Such a heavy thing, even a Digging Realm cultivator couldn't continuously swing it and strike it all night.

But this whetstone given by the system, although it doesn't feel like it weighs anything when held in the hand, when it strikes the blade, it not only doesn't deform at all, but also, judging from the speed at which the blade takes shape, its efficiency is far higher than that of the hammer at the Luo Ge camp.

“The only flaw is that the iron ingot smelted from this iron ore can only be worked on by those in the Digging Realm. The Lumbering Realm simply can't suppress the rebounding force of the iron ingot. It seems that for the time being, only I can do the forging.”

Xia Hong shook his head, a helpless expression on his face.

Luo Ming had said before that only those in the Digging Realm could forge iron. Xia Hong had thought that the problem was with the forging equipment. A hammer weighing more than two thousand pounds was difficult even for Digging Realm cultivators to swing continuously, let alone those in the Lumbering Realm.

But the whetstone doesn't weigh anything! Wouldn't that allow Xia Chuan, Yuan Cheng, and others in the Lumbering Realm to use it to forge iron too!

But when Xia Hong made the first strike last night, he understood that what Luo Ming said about only being able to forge iron in the Digging Realm was not due to the forging equipment being too heavy, but rather the iron ingot itself.

It should be due to the material. Once the iron ingot smelted from iron ore is subjected to external force, it will generate an extremely strong rebounding force. Without the power of more than ten thousand pounds, it is impossible to suppress this rebounding force.

Last night, Yuan Cheng eagerly wanted to help, but Xia Hong couldn't refuse, so he let him try. As a result, he was sent flying after only swinging the first strike, and his shoulder was almost dislocated.

While Xia Hong was pondering, the rest of the camp had already gathered around, looking at the blade in his hand, their expressions full of excitement.

“Leader, why is this blade still so dark?”

Hearing Yuan Cheng's confusion, Xia Hong smiled. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Yue Feng and Xia Chuan over there had already brought over a large wooden bucket filled with water.

Xia Hong signaled everyone to step back and threw the dark blade directly into the water.

Sizzle…

The water in the wooden bucket instantly boiled violently, and thick smoke continuously rose. It wasn't until more than ten breaths had passed that the sound slowly subsided, and the smoke gradually dissipated.

When the smoke completely dissipated, the blade in the wooden bucket had also completely changed its appearance.

The originally dark blade had now turned silver-white.

Even in the water, everyone seemed to feel the cold light emanating from the blade. The ten silver forging lines on the side were clearly visible, adding a touch of mystery.

Xia Hong was also a little excited. He took the blade out of the wooden bucket, then took the leather that Xia Chuan handed over and carefully wiped off the water stains. Finally, he installed the handle that had been prepared long ago.

In the end, a complete greatsword, lacking only the final step, appeared in Xia Hong's hands and before the eyes of everyone in the Great Xia camp.

“The blade is 1.3 meters long, 1.5 meters long including the handle, and the thickest part of the back of the blade is about 2 centimeters, with a net weight of 620 pounds.”

Hearing the various values that Xia Hong reported after carefully examining it, everyone looked at the greatsword with fiery eyes and excited expressions.

“Don't worry, there's still one last step!”

Xia Hong naturally noticed everyone's gazes. He signaled everyone not to be anxious and slowly picked up the whetstone next to him again.

The last step: sharpening the blade.

This step was much easier, and Xia Hong didn't have to do it himself.

Xia Chuan, Yuan Cheng, and the others, who had been watching eagerly from the side, all came over without him even asking. They told Xia Hong to rest first, and Xia Chuan led the other nine people, taking turns sharpening the blade, busy and enjoying themselves.

Perhaps because this longsword was the first weapon of Great Xia, Xia Chuan and the others sharpened it with extraordinary care, and the water in the wooden bucket was changed again and again.

Xia Hong came over to check several times and felt that it was almost done, but the others insisted that it was not enough and that they had to sharpen it for a while longer. Xia Hong had no choice but to let them do as they pleased.

Just like when Xia Hong was forging iron last night, the sound of sharpening the blade made by the group lasted for more than four hours, and it didn't stop until it was dark.

“Leader, it's sharpened, come over and try it!”

As soon as night fell, the cave entrance was opened. Xia Hong was practicing boxing outside the cave. Hearing the call from inside, he hurried back.

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Xia Chuan and the ten of them had been sharpening the blade for four hours, and they were almost soaked in sweat, but their faces were still excited, and they didn't show a trace of fatigue.

Xia Hong took the longsword, looked at the extremely sharp blade that had been sharpened, and a gleam of excitement also flashed in his eyes. He walked to the place where the wood was stacked.

Everyone knew that this was to test the sword, and they also followed behind with great interest.

Xia Hong chose a Crimson Frost Tree that was more than three meters thick, raised the longsword, and used only about half of his strength to slash down fiercely.

Crack…

The sharp blade directly broke through the wood, cutting in more than half a meter deep.

Moreover, when he pulled out the blade, there was no damage or curling on the blade.

Xia Hong immediately let out a sigh of relief, looked back at everyone, raised the longsword, and his face was full of smiles.

“The first iron weapon of Great Xia is complete!”

Hearing Xia Hong's words, everyone in the camp immediately cheered.

“Hahahaha, it's really done. We can make weapons in the future.”

“As long as there is a coal mine, we will all have weapons in the future.”

“In the future, not only the Luo Ge camp, but also our Great Xia can make weapons here in Crimsonwood Ridge.”

“With weapons, we won't be afraid of those cold beasts anymore, hahahaha!”

“Leader is mighty!”

“Leader, this is the first weapon forged by our own camp. Why don't you give it a name!”

The cheers of the crowd were interrupted by Xia Chuan's suggestion.

Everyone looked up at Xia Hong, waiting for him to name the sword.

Hearing this suggestion, Xia Hong was first stunned.

According to Luo Ming, any Digging Realm cultivator can forge a ten-fold weapon. To put it bluntly, this sword is just a basic iron weapon. As long as there is a camp with Digging Realm cultivators, they can basically forge it, so the value of this sword is definitely not precious.

But as Xia Chuan said, this is the first weapon forged by the Great Xia camp itself. It has extraordinary significance for Great Xia, and even if it is used for commemoration in the future, it should have a name.

Xia Hong lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and gently slashed the sword, reflecting a cold light that shot directly towards the direction of Crimsonwood Ridge outside the cave.

“Frostmourne!”