Spiritual Blacksmith

“So I need to find a spiritual blacksmith,” Hui Yue mused to himself as he looked at the broken weapon in his lap. He suddenly felt incredibly excited and hopeful. He gently placed the sword within a memory stone before he stood up and left the park. He went through the mansion and eventually returned to the bustling street outside where he was greeted by the guards stationed outside the mansion. Nodding their way Hui Yue rushed down the street heading downtown to find the marketplaces. He wanted to find shops and forges belonging to spiritual blacksmiths.