The senior disciple's first reaction was disbelief, and she directly checked him, finally confirming that Ye Fei had indeed purged the toxins from his body.
"Impressive!"
"Junior Brother, your alchemy is truly amazing!"
The senior disciple, who had been worried, finally relaxed.
"Senior Sister, let me help you too!"
With the ice broken, Ye Fei also directly joined the work at the sword forging pool.
After two days of busy work, the sword forging pool was finally completed!
"Excellent, we've finally succeeded!"
Everyone exclaimed with joy.
"Everyone, stop and listen to me!"
"Now that the sword forging pool is finished, we must also pick up the pace and complete our backlog of sword forging tasks!"
The senior disciple declared, bringing the matter to a conclusion.
The others then busied themselves with their respective tasks.
"Ye Fei, this is your first time forging a sword. Feel free to ask me anything you don't understand!"
The senior disciple reminded him.
"I know."
Ye Fei had actually memorized the process of everyone else forging swords during the previous occasion.
Therefore, even though this was his first time forging a sword independently, he felt no apprehension.
He wielded the forging hammer with great skill, his movements exceptionally fluid.
The senior brothers who were diligently working on their tasks were also drawn to Ye Fei's actions and shifted their gaze to him.
Facing the many curious eyes, Ye Fei steadily continued with his work.
"What are you doing!"
Just then, a white-haired, seemingly ailing old man approached. "Hall Master, we are observing Junior Brother forging a sword!"
A senior brother respectfully replied.
"Is he new here?"
The old man inquired.
"Yes!"
"He was the top scorer in the recent freshman recruitment examination."
The disciple continued to answer truthfully.
"Why is he here with us?"
The old man was puzzled.
After a moment, he too was captivated by Ye Fei's seamless movements.
Everyone fell into an unusual silence.
Only the sound of Ye Fei swinging the forging hammer remained.
Fifteen minutes later, the sword began to take shape, with only the final polishing remaining.
Ye Fei remained oblivious to the surrounding gazes and continued to swiftly execute the final steps.
His hands moved like lightning, and soon a sword, radiating a cold gleam and possessing exquisite craftsmanship, was born in Ye Fei's hands!
"Good!"
"What a fine sword!"
The old man exclaimed loudly.
"Amazing!"
"Junior Brother, you truly are the younger generation surpassing the elder; the older generation is left to flounder on the beach!"
"You have outshone me; I am truly ashamed!"
The senior disciple murmured as well.
"Senior Sister, I merely had some prior accomplishments in artifact refining; I dare not accept such praise!"
Ye Fei shook his head.
The old man then walked towards Ye Fei, his face filled with admiration.
"You have done very well. It is our honor to have you in the Second Sword Forging Hall!"
"My health is poor now, and I cannot offer much assistance, but I apologize for the hardship you face!"
The old man said solemnly.
Ye Fei noticed the faint black blood threads on his face and concluded he was poisoned by demonic energy.
However, he then recalled the senior disciple's earlier demeanor and guessed she was unaware of the situation.
It seemed he would have to find an opportunity to meet the old man privately later.
"Alright, I am tired. You all continue forging swords!"
As the old man walked away, Ye Fei put down the sword and followed in his direction.
"Senior Sister, I have something to discuss with the Hall Master. I'll be going ahead!"
With that, Ye Fei quickly caught up to the old man.
"Hall Master, I have something I need to discuss with you!"
Ye Fei did not reveal his intentions directly, merely following him to his residence.
"Young man, what is it you seek from me?"
"Are you perhaps considering leaving the Second Sword Forging Hall but are too embarrassed to say it directly?"
"And that's why you wish to speak with me in private?"
The old man's initial thought was this.
Ye Fei felt a surge of amusement and exasperation, shaking his head repeatedly.
"What are you talking about!"
"I, Ye Fei, am not such a ungrateful person!"
"You are overthinking it."
Ye Fei then took out a small jade bottle from his Qiankun bag and handed it to the old man.
Simultaneously, he said:
"I know you are afflicted with demonic poison, so I've brought you some warmth!"
"This is a Sky Demon Pill that I refined myself, which can be used to clear demonic poison!"
Ye Fei's calm words delivered a profound impact on the old man!
"What did you say?"
"This pill can actually clear demonic poison?"
"Young man, are you sure you haven't been deceived?"
The old man looked at Ye Fei with an expression as if he were a fool.
Ye Fei was rendered speechless.
He said exasperatedly:
"Believe it or not, I have no reason to deceive you!"
After thinking for a moment, Ye Fei continued:
"Let me tell you, I was also poisoned by demonic energy before, which is why I went through great lengths to find the Sky Demon Flower and refine this Sky Demon Pill!"
"You old fellow are truly lucky; I happen to have one Sky Demon Pill left, and so I'm giving it to you!"
Ye Fei said, pursing his lips.
In truth, the old man had already started to believe Ye Fei. After all, with his cultivation declining, there was nothing of value for others to covet.
"Thank you, young friend, for the medicine!"
"I shall take it immediately!"
After thinking it through, the man could only cup his hands in a bow to Ye Fei.
"Aren't you afraid I might be trying to trick you?"
"What if it's poison?"
Ye Fei's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly:
"Then I accept my fate!"
"After all, I am merely prolonging my existence now; it's better to die than to live like this!"
The old man said with a bleak smile.
Ye Fei grunted, then said:
"Don't worry, my pill will cure your ailment, and I guarantee you won't have any after-effects!"
"Your senior brothers and sisters are working so hard; as the Hall Master, you shouldn't lag behind!"
Although he said this, the old man actually believed Ye Fei was merely trying to comfort him.
However, the moment he held the pill in his hand, his expression changed instantly. "It's actually a top-grade pill!"
"This!"
A flicker of hope ignited within the old man's heart, and he looked at Ye Fei with earnestness.
"Everything I say is the truth; it all depends on whether you choose to believe me!"
Ye Fei replied.
"Good, good, good, the heavens treat me well!"
As he spoke, a tear trickled down the old man's cheek.
He then very reverently placed the pill into his mouth.
The potent medicinal energy began to circulate through the old man's meridians.
Wherever it passed, the black blood threads were swept away.
The old man immediately perceived the miraculous effects of the pill.
At the same time, he activated his vital energy to assist the pill's potency in refining itself quickly.
Half an hour later, the old man suddenly stood up from the ground and quickly bowed to Ye Fei, his eyes welling up with tears.
"Young friend, I am truly unable to repay your great kindness!"
"Rest assured, if you ever require my assistance, I will spare no effort!"
The old man's demonic poison had now been completely cleared, and he felt a sense of relief throughout his body.