Draw Goddess from Douluo

"Impossible, impossible..." Old Ling muttered to himself, his voice full of shock and disbelief. He stared at the sword in front of him, his eyes revealing deep doubts and confusion. This supreme sword that he had put countless efforts and expectations into failed at the last moment of forging?

Lin Fan stood aside and heard an ominous premonition in his heart when he heard Elder Ling's muttering. He stared at the long sword with wide eyes, as if he wanted to find some clues from the sword.

"What?" Lin Fan finally couldn't help but asked in shock. His voice was full of trembling and uneasiness, as if he had a premonition that something terrible was about to happen.

Old Ling slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Fan. His eyes were full of exhaustion and loss, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "The Supreme, the Supreme of the wind attribute, has lost his spiritual consciousness."

When Lin Fan heard these words, his breathing suddenly stagnated. He felt as if his heart was being held tightly by an invisible hand, making it difficult for him to breathe. He stared at Mr. Ling in disbelief with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to find some flaw on his face to prove that this was just a joke.

However, Ling Lao's depressed expression and bitter smile made Lin Fan understand that all this was true. A sadness suddenly surged in his heart. This sadness came like a tide and drowned him instantly.

"How could it be? No way, Grandpa Ling, didn't you just say that you were going to succeed?" Lin Fan's tone was extremely sad, with a hint of trembling and crying in his voice. He couldn't accept this fact. He couldn't accept that the Supreme Sword he had worked so hard to forge failed at the last moment.

Seeing Lin Fan's sad expression, Elder Ling felt bitter in his heart. Doesn't he know how much effort and effort Lin Fan put into this supreme sword? However, the fact is so cruel, they have to accept this reality.

"Yes, I thought it was going to be successful, and even the Supreme Spiritual Consciousness could sense it." Old Ling smiled bitterly, and a trace of redness appeared in his eyes. His voice was full of helplessness and regret, "But after the bloody light appeared, the spiritual consciousness disappeared..."

When Lin Fan heard this, his heart felt as painful as being cut by a knife. He knew that the bloody light that Ling Lao was talking about was the strange light that suddenly appeared before. That light not only changed the color of the sword body, but also took away the spiritual consciousness of the Supreme Sword. This made Lin Fan feel extremely angry and unwilling. He wished he could find that light and cut it into pieces.

However, he knew that all this was in vain. The light has disappeared, and the spiritual consciousness of the Supreme Sword has also disappeared. All their efforts and expectations were in vain at this moment.

Lin Fan felt his heart bleeding. He could not accept this reality. He stood there blankly, looking ahead with empty eyes, as if he had lost his soul.

Seeing Lin Fan's dejected look, Elder Ling felt unbearable in his heart. He knew how much pain and shock Lin Fan was suffering at this moment. He walked up to Lin Fan and patted his shoulder gently and said, "Lin Fan, you have to cheer up. Although the forging of the Supreme Sword failed, we still have a chance to start over."

Lin Fan raised his head slightly when he heard Ling Lao's words and looked at him. His eyes were still full of confusion and loss, as if he had not yet recovered from the blow.

Seeing this, Ling Lao continued: "Lin Fan, you must remember that failure is not terrible. What is terrible is losing confidence and courage. Although the forging of the Supreme Sword failed, we can still find materials to forge again. I believe that as long as we don't give up It will work out one day.”

After listening to Elder Ling's words, the sadness and loss in Lin Fan's heart were gradually replaced by a warm current. He knew that Mr. Ling was right when he said that failure is not terrible, but losing confidence and courage is the most terrible thing. He can't be defeated like this, he must continue to work hard to forge his own supreme sword.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. He felt his mood gradually calm down and his eyes regained their brilliance.

He raised his head and looked at Mr. Ling with a firm smile on his face and said: "Grandpa Ling, you are right. Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is losing confidence and courage. I will not be knocked down like this. I will continue to work hard. Come out with your own supreme sword."

After hearing Lin Fan's words, Ling Lao also showed a happy smile on his face. He knew that Lin Fan had bounced back and this was a good start for them. They believe that as long as they don't give up and keep working hard, they will succeed one day.

So Lin Fan and Ling Lao looked at each other and smiled, as if the previous failures and blows had become a thing of the past. They rekindled their hope and fighting spirit and were ready to start a new sword-making journey. They know that this road is full of hardships and challenges, but they are ready to move forward no matter what difficulties they encounter until they succeed.