We're too poor! We need to ask my brother to "recruit" a weapon refiner!

Seeing Lin Xiyue's admiring expression, Li Zhanjun couldn't help but smile and tease from the side:

"Tsk, Girl Yue, you've probably forgotten..."

"Little Fan is currently serving as the Chief Instructor for our Great Xia military."

"These past few days, he has already given lessons to the Kunlun Squad and many of the top elites in the army."

"Compared to those bloodthirsty kings of soldiers, these little kids who haven't fully shed their scholarly air are much easier to lead, aren't they?"

"Teaching them now is naturally a breeze, something he can handle with ease!"

Hearing this, Lin Xiyue slapped her forehead in realization.

"Oh! Right!"

"I almost forgot about that."

"No wonder I thought Little Brother Li's every move radiated the resolute air of an instructor; it turns out he's already practiced it!"

"Haha..."

The group shared a light laugh, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

"Speaking of which..."

While the two were chatting, Lin Guohui, who had been staring at the bustling training scene in the Martial Arts Arena, suddenly stroked his chin and spoke thoughtfully.

"I've noticed a problem."

"For a Sword Cultivator, is a handy, high-quality sword critically important?"

"Naturally."

Sikong Yang nodded and then looked at Lin Guohui with some curiosity.

"Brother Guohui, why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Could it be... you're planning to switch to the Dao of the Sword as well?"

"That's not it."

Lin Guohui waved his hands repeatedly and gave a bitter smile:

"I know my own limits; I haven't discovered any talent for the Dao of the Sword yet."

"What I meant to say was..."

He pointed at the longswords the students were brandishing on the field.

"The teaching swords we've provided these little guys are made of special alloy, and they cut through iron like butter, but they are ultimately just mundane objects."

"If we could replace them with true Magical Artifacts, or even things like Spiritual Artifacts..."

"Wouldn't that be a huge help to their cultivation and actual combat?"

"Forget it, Dad."

Before Sikong Yang could answer, Lin Xiyue couldn't help but roll her eyes, ruthlessly shattering her father's fantasy.

"How could we have the conditions for that right now?"

"Just look—even your daughter, the number one powerhouse of Great Xia and a Golden Core True Person!"

"Is still using a lousy alloy sword!"

"If word of this reached the Cangxuan Great Realm, people wouldn't even believe I'm a Golden Core Cultivator!"

"They'd just think I'm some pauper who crawled out of a mountain gully!"

Lin Xiyue shrugged with a face full of helplessness.

"Magical Artifacts? Spiritual Artifacts?"

"Those have to be refined using special Materials and techniques!"

While Great Xia doesn't lack mundane iron right now, Materials that can carry spiritual energy are extremely scarce.

And most crucially, none of them know how to refine them!

"Sigh, I was just saying..."

After being rebuked by his daughter, Lin Guohui gave a couple of embarrassed, wry laughs.

He also knew his idea was a bit unrealistic; after all, taking too big a step can lead to trouble.

"Wait a minute!"

At that moment, Gu Zhiyun, who hadn't spoken, suddenly had her eyes light up as if she had thought of something.

She tilted her small head, pondered seriously for a while, and then spoke:

"It's not necessarily impossible to achieve."

"I've seen that among Great Xia's existing mineral resources, while most are mundane iron, there are some special associated minerals that possess a certain degree of spirit-conductivity."

"They definitely wouldn't qualify for refining high-grade Magic Treasures..."

"But for refining some of the most basic low-grade Magical Artifacts, I think it's entirely doable!"

At this point, she paused and pointed out the crux of the problem.

"However, the biggest difficulty right now is actually..."

"We don't have any talents here proficient in Artifact Refining!"

"Sister Su does Alchemy, I do Formations, and Little Brother Li only knows how to swing a sword..."

"If we really want to refine Magical Artifacts, we'll have to have Brother Mo 'kidnap'... cough, I mean, invite an Artifact Refiner over from the Cangxuan Great Realm!"

"Kidnap an Artifact Refiner?"

Hearing this suggestion, Lin Xiyue's eyes instantly lit up.

"Hmm... that's an option!"

"A very good option!"

She clapped her hands sharply and said excitedly:

"Don't worry!"

"When I get a chance to contact my brother later, I'll mention this to him!"

"I'll tell him he absolutely must make it happen!"

"If we really can get an Artifact Refiner over here, we'll be able to use genuine Magical Artifacts in the future!"

"By then, everyone will have a Flying Sword, Spiritual Armor, a Storage Pouch..."

"That scene... tsk tsk tsk!"

Just thinking about that image made Lin Xiyue feel wonderful inside.

Now that would be a true immortal cultivation civilization!

What's the point of hacking people with mundane iron right now?

There's no style to it at all!

The several of them chatted idly under the shade of the trees, envisioning the future.

Meanwhile, on the Martial Arts Arena.

Two hours later, Li Fan concluded his first sword Dao class.

During these two hours, he had been very hands-on, not only explaining the foundations of the Dao of the Sword in detail but also personally stepping onto the field,

correcting every student's sword-holding posture and power-delivery techniques by hand.

His earnestness deeply moved all the students, and they studied exceptionally hard.

"Alright!"

Seeing that everyone had practiced enough, Li Fan clapped his hands and said loudly:

"Students, today's sword Dao class will end here for now."

"As the saying goes, the master leads you through the door, but the practice is up to the individual."

"I hope that after you return, you won't slack off. You must practice diligently and strive to master these foundations as soon as possible!"

"Only by building a solid foundation will you have the chance to go further on the future path of the sword!"

"Yes, Teacher Li!"

"We will keep your teachings in mind!"

"We will definitely train hard and never be lazy!"

The students below responded in unison, their voices loud and full of youthful vigor.

Even though they had practiced for two hours and were all dripping with sweat, not a single one showed any sign of impatience.

On the contrary, every face was filled with excitement and a lingering desire for more.

"Good, then class is dismissed!"

"Everyone, disperse!"

Li Fan nodded with satisfaction and waved to indicate the end of the class.

"Goodbye, Teacher Li!"

Amidst the chorus of farewells, Li Fan carried his iron sword and stepped down from the high platform.

He then walked straight toward the nearby shade of the trees.

In fact, while he was teaching, he had already used his keen Divine Sense to notice Lin Xiyue and the others watching from there.

"Everyone, what brings you here?"

Walking up to the group, Li Fan asked curiously.

"Hehe, Little Brother Li, thanks for your hard work!"

Gu Zhiyun was the first to jump out, teasing him with a giggle:

"We're here to observe and learn how you conduct your classes!"

"After all, it's this young lady's turn to give them a Formation class this afternoon. I'm feeling a bit unsure, so shouldn't I learn a thing or two from a gold-medal instructor like you in advance?"

"Haha, Miss Gu, you're joking."

Li Fan was amused by her quirky manner and scratched his head somewhat sheepishly.

"So, my performance just now... was it okay?"

He looked at everyone with some anticipation.

"There's no question about it!"

"Little Fan, your class was simply excellent!"

"Not only was the explanation thorough, but the demonstrations were also spot on!"

"Especially that rigorous and responsible attitude—it very much has the style of our Great Xia soldiers!"

Li Zhanjun gave a direct thumbs-up, not holding back his praise at all.

"Elder Li, you overpraise me... I just..."

Hearing such high praise, Li Fan felt a surge of emotion and wanted to say something humble.

But just then...

He keenly sensed that someone seemed to have followed him from not far behind.

"Hmm?"

Li Fan's brow twitched slightly, and he subconsciously turned around to look.

He saw a slightly hesitant figure standing a few meters behind him.

It was actually the class monitor, Ye Hao!

However, at this moment, Ye Hao had completely lost his previous high-spirited appearance.

He had his head down, looking preoccupied with heavy thoughts,

and that young face even bore a trace of hard-to-conceal trepidation and... anxiety?