Hiu! Hiu! Hiu!
Hiu! Hiu! Hiu! Li Yao's fingers turned into clusters of gray mist. Hundreds of needles darted out of the gray mist like a storm toward Yan Liren in the most devastating wind. But they all took a weird turn in midair and spluttered on the rocks, piercing them into honeycombs that were as hard as iron!
It was Yan Liren's sword aura, which had captured Li Yao's every needle precisely and cut them in half before they reached the target!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the seemingly empty void, the sound of a bowstring breaking echoed again. The dozens of molecular mica threads that Li Yao deployed in midair without alarming anyone were chopped apart by Yan Liren's unstoppable sword aura, too!
Li Yao moved faster and faster. He flashed among the mountains and appeared in dozens of corners of the Alert God Peak almost simultaneously!
Yan Liren, however, was frozen. He squatted deeply, like a spinning top that was rotating so fast that it seemed to have come to a halt. Holding the hilt of his sword softly with his right hand and touching the sheath with his left hand, he mumbled to himself. With a charming smile popping up on his lips, he even closed his eyes slightly, not bothering to look at Li Yao at all.
Suddenly …
"Ahhh!"
The dozens of shadows scattered on the Alert God Peak perished at the same time. Li Yao shrieked, and cracking noises echoed inside his body. His body seemed to have been divided into two halves, one on the left and one on the right, before they were gathered again dozens of meters away.
His face was pale, and he breathed heavily. His sweat was pouring like rain. Scourged by the extreme coldness, his face was covered in a layer of frost.
Kacha!
Behind Li Yao, a rock cone more than ten meters in diameter broke apart from the center, penetrated through, and collapsed, falling to the foot of the mountain thousands of meters away in deafening noises.
Before the rock cone hit the ground, Li Yao noticed that the section was as smooth as a mirror. There was not the slightest gap or bump, as if it had been dissected by the most advanced sabers of the Xing Yao Federation.
Huala! Huala! Huala!
The three layers of breastplate on Li Yao's chest exploded one after another. The pieces spluttered everywhere until the last layer of the breastplate managed to resist them.
However, a deep crack appeared at the center of the breastplate, too. After a gentle touch, it would split into two halves in the shape of a half-moon.
Li Yao felt excruciating pain in his chest and his back. A narrow, long red line gradually extended, and drops of translucent blood flowed out in a hurry.
"Excellent sword!"
Li Yao lowered his head to look at the wound on his chest and remarked at the same time as Yan Liren.
He was amazed by Yan's sword...
What Yan Liren had mixed feelings about was the secret sword that he had crafted.
It was the first sword that Li Yao had crafted for Yan Liren in three months.
Li Yao's life in the past three months had been rather comfortable.
After he shared the 'fourth sword' with Yan Liren in the Dragon Spring Meeting, he crushed three Cultivators in the middle level of the Nascent Soul Stage and convinced them of his failure. Then, he even hosted a special meeting of his own and bragged about it by combining the knowledge of the Hundred Smelting Clan with the notes of training of the Great Zhou Dynasty that he had never seen before.
His plan worked out as expected. The name of 'Master Spiritual Vulture' soon spread out in the world of Cultivators through the mouths of the Cultivators who returned from the Dragon Spring Meeting.
After that, Li Yao took the opportunity to visit sects such as the Grand Mystery Sect and the Gold Armor Sect, further consolidating his position as a 'grandmaster of sword forging'.
He had earned a lot of benefits for the Purple Pole Sword Sect by showing up in the Dragon Spring Meeting. Naturally, the Purple Pole Sword Sect returned the favor by granting all the materials that he requested. It only took them a little more than a month to collect everything.
With the materials, Li Yao had basically refined all the components for the maintenance and strengthening of the star beacons in only one month. Many of the components that adopted Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were even more excellent than the original components of the Federation.
As long as the components were delivered to Spark on the satellite for assembly before they were projected into space and activated, they would be able to send the coordinates of the Sector back to the Federation instantly.
After the most important work was done, Li Yao focused all his attention on Yan Liren.
As the saying went, 'one can be strong without desires'. On the other hand, those who had desires had weaknesses.
Yan Liren was not a man without possessions. His greatest possession was his sword. Anything that was related to swords could drive him crazy.
Li Yao boasted Ou Yezi's memory pieces. The Hundred Smelting Clan had a lot of unofficial notes about sword forging and sword arts. Some of them were even absurd theories that had been collected from almost a hundred different Sectors. Naturally, they were much more vivid and interesting than the opinions of the Ancient Sages Sector.
As a specialist of magical equipment, Li Yao's passion for sabers and swords came from his heart, too. It was definitely not a pretense.
Yan Liren's understanding of swordsmanship, as well as some of his secret techniques, fascinated Li Yao too. He could not free himself from it, either.
Just like that, the two of them were inseparable from each other day and night in the world of sword arts. They had so much in common that they had formed a deep friendship after only a few months.
Li Yao's capability, on the other hand, soared during the competitions with Yan Xibei again and again!
Yan Liren was indeed the most dreadful swordsman that Li Yao had ever met in his life. In terms of instantaneous damage, he was even more powerful than Xiao Xuance!
However, Li Yao was also an unbelievable monster himself. Other than anything else, his' apocalyptic body ', which had been strengthened by the Blood Stripe Virus, boasted a very high ability of cell division and self-recovery.
The formidability of the apocalyptic body was not hard to imagine when Yan Xibei was able to connect half of his body to the body of the brutal apocalyptic beast!
As long as his head was not completely chopped off and kicked to thousands of kilometers away, Li Yao was confident that he could survive even if only half of his head was chopped off.
His belief was that the more setbacks he faced, the stronger he would be. His every major improvement had almost always happened when he was on the brink of death.
In the last five years of his life in the Xing Yao Federation, while there were still a few opponents who could've fought him to their heart's content, few of them could've given him such a thrilling, life-and-death thrill. Such 'thrill' was the greatest motivation for his continuous improvement!
For Li Yao, the one-month training was worth five years of hard work!
Perhaps he had not made a breakthrough in the unpredictable 'level', but his destructiveness and lethality had definitely been multiplied!
It must be noted that he had not put on the Crystal Suit yet!
So far, the first purpose of his arrival in the Ancient Sages Sector had been accomplished successfully.
He had completed the preparations for the repair of the star beacons, acquired a rather reasonable identity, and made friends with the unparalleled experts of this Sector.
But he had no clue about his new goal yet.
He did not know how to find the mysterious signal that was sent to the Heaven's Origin Sector and the Flying Star Sector a hundred years ago.
He did not know if there were any spies of the Imperium of True Human Beings in this Sector, either.
In Li Yao's opinion, it was inevitable for him to get in touch with Yan Liren from the perspective of a spy of the Imperium of True Human Beings.
On one hand, although Yan Liren had failed in the battle against Qi Zhongdao in the Dragon Spring Meeting three months ago, the mysterious fourth sword had more or less confirmed his reputation as the 'best expert of the Ancient Sages Sector'.
On the other hand, Yan Liren, as a 'Sword Maniac', did not have any attitude or stance. He did not even need to go through much trouble. The delicate sword arts and modern blades of the Imperium of True Human Beings would've been enough to persuade him.
However, over the past three months, Li Yao had spent almost all his time with Yan Liren, and he had never found anyone who was suspected to be a spy of the Imperium of True Human Beings. It was rather strange!
Was the Imperium of True Human Beings not aware of the existence of the Ancient Sages Sector?
Li Yao secretly hoped so.
Under the cold moonlight above the snowy peak, Yan Liren appreciated the complicated stripes on the first sword that Li Yao crafted for him. He was quite amazed.
After appreciating it for a long time, he finally put the sword back into the sheath unwillingly and leaped toward Li Yao.
"This sword is already very similar to my own sword!"
He waved his hands and feet like a child who had just been given a new toy. He was so delighted that his nose was almost popping up. "Length, weight, barycenter, and feel. Everything is exactly the same!"
"They are exactly the same in the first place."
Li Yao said. "I've forged the sword exactly according to your 'fourth sword'. Every detail, including the distribution of the tiny bubbles inside the body of the sword, is exactly the same!"
"But I still feel that something is different."
Yan Liren recalled the battle just now. "It's odd. The length, weight, and feel of the sword are exactly the same. Why do I feel a slight hindrance?"
"Of course it's different. Even if all the data is the same, something is still missing from the sword."
Li Yao said. "That's why I said that I was going to repair the old sword for you instead of forging a new one for you.
"It's easy to forge a new sword. As long as you figure out all the features of the old sword and copy them on new materials, it will be fine.
"However, to repair the old sword that was riddled with holes and riddled with scars on the basis of the old sword that was riddled with holes and riddled with scars, it would be difficult to let it be reborn without affecting the most unique charm in the depths of the sword. That would take at least a year!"
"Right. Then, what's the difference between the new and the old swords if they are exactly the same in length, weight, barycenter, and sharpness?"
Yan Liren sat down on the rocks that had been frozen into ice and asked with great interest.
It was the time for their routine sword discussion again.
"Feelings."
Sitting cross-legged on Yan Liren's opposite side, Li Yao replied calmly, "The best magical equipment is not a cold, dead object but something that carries all your spirit, will, dreams, and even memories. I call the spirit, will, dreams, and memories' feelings' collectively!
"For a Cultivator, the magical equipment with feelings is the best magical equipment. Without feelings, it will be like the three primeval swords that you manipulated in the Dragon Spring Meeting three months ago. However powerful they are, they will only end up falling apart!" 8
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