The Sword Above My Head Was Forged by Me

Ye Shouzhen, male, a disciple of the Yushen branch of Cangjian Manor.

Though he was the old manor lord's last disciple, most of the time he learned blacksmithing alongside the other juniors. He learned most of the Cangjian sword style and Wenshui techniques by seeking guidance from the Second and Fourth Manor Lords.

After finally gathering all the materials, he planned to forge himself a golden, unmistakably Cangjian-style heavy sword. But he accidentally... blew up the forge.

The forge exploded, and he was blasted into a world he'd never seen before. Still, he successfully forged the golden heavy sword. Ye Shouzhen was extremely pleased with the beautiful, durable weapon he'd made.

What gave Ye Shouzhen a headache was that every time he drew the heavy sword from behind his back, it refused to let him hold it. Instead, it floated straight above his head and grew many times larger.

Why? Ye Shouzhen was confused.

...Wouldn't it be more of a headache for us if you could pull the Sword of Damocles down and carry it on your back?!, The blue-uniformed fellows of Scepter 4.

We're more confused by the way you make money., The rabbit subordinates of the former Gold King.

If possible, I'd like you to come with me into the sea and drop a sword so I can kill myself., A certain Yokohama suicide maniac who learned the whole story.

Another day when I couldn't be used by the main hall., The swords of the Honmaru.

Why not just tell the families of those eaten by the demons I made that they were swept away by a tornado... Nakime! Damn it, Nakime! Keep the tornado you made away from me!!, A certain scum who's lived for a thousand years.

The sword you forged for me is so easy to use! Thank you so much!, A certain little angel with an iron-hard head.

Ye Shouzhen: No, wait, I just want to go home???

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