It's Nothing Special

Baek Cheong nearly dropped the jade bottle in her hand.

Bongju’s words were the surest way to raise Baek Ju.

The problem was that artifact refining was an arduous craft of melting metal and hammering it.

The memory of learning the sword from the Heaven-Splitting Sword Venerable flashed rapidly through her mind.

She had been unable to move her shoulders, elbows, wrists, waist, and lower body simultaneously, so she rolled around on the dirt every day.

By the end of training, she did not even have the strength to enter the Nameless Room, and she often slept through the night as if knocked unconscious.

“B-but I have no talent for artifact refining.”

“How would you know without even trying?”

“I’ve never even properly struck a hammer, and I can’t stand in front of a furnace for long. I probably lack the strength to lift iron, and I’m not particularly dexterous, either...”

The longer she continued, the more rambling her excuses became...