From the Start, I Had a Forge. Now I Sell My Forged Divine Weapons by the Pound!

A haggard junior sister, a broken family, and a prodigal young master with a gambling habit.

The first thing Xu Feng does after becoming the young master of Qianji Hall is hurry to fulfill an order the young lord of the city placed a year ago.

What? You say I sold the raw materials for cash and spent it all? Relax, aren't all these wooden sticks and lumps of iron in the courtyard raw materials?

Anyone can make weapons out of good materials. A true master weaponsmith can forge divine weapons from scrap metal.

What? You say the young lord wants a divine bow?

Isn't my AK-47, synthesized with a true-damage trait, good enough?

So what if we're cultivators? Haven't you heard that marksmanship is a kind of magic, and ballistics are a kind of Dao?