Tie Dan thought for a moment. The distinctive ghostly face of the Divine Lord should be quite recognizable, not ambiguous, so he casually drew another face of the Divine Lord,
"Is there a face like this?"
The Medical Officer shook his head,
"No, not so beautiful, just an old woman sitting on a lotus platform."
Tie Dan was puzzled,
"An old woman? Sitting on a lotus platform? Is it some kind of Xuan Nu statue?"
The Medical Officer was about to speak when he was suddenly pushed back by Blood Hand, replaced by Zhang Xun's goat-bearded head angrily shouting,
"Mind your own business! If you're going to forge, then do it quickly! Finish it and scram!"
Tie Dan was displeased, but there wasn't much he could do.
After all, this group of Blood Puppet Divine Soldiers agreed to be forged into a sword, but that didn't mean they'd agree to serve Xuantian as Sword Master and join the ranks of the Sword Sect.
