"What do you think it looks like?" I asked him after looking at it for a while.
He seemed to have a clue, but couldn't quite grasp the details, just mumbling "uh-huh…" for a long time. Suddenly, he snapped his fingers. I looked up. He gestured and said, "A sword, a sword, the Black Gold Ancient Sword!"
I also gestured, constantly imagining the image of that unfortunate weapon. Slowly, I started sweating profusely.
"It is indeed the Black Gold Ancient Sword, the length and width are quite similar," I said. "Holy crap!
Could this thing be mass-produced? Does every member of the Zhang family have one?"
I pictured a long line of Zhang Qilings carrying Black Gold Ancient Swords, marching in formation—it was terrifying, but also quite imposing.
"There can't possibly be that many Black Gold Ancient Swords. If China had such forging technology in ancient times, it would have conquered the world long ago," Pangzi said. "Xiaoge's Black Gold Ancient Sword is an extremely finely crafted and perfectly forged sword. As I mentioned, it's difficult to lift with both hands. This kind of sword must have been forged by the most skilled swordsmiths of ancient times. Not to mention the difficulty in obtaining the materials, forging the blade to be perfect and making it so heavy, it's definitely not a traditional technique; it might take hundreds of attempts to succeed once. Therefore, there are probably no more than three of these Black Gold Ancient Swords on the market."