43: Chapter 43 A Spiritual Master Without Weapons?

Modu Martial Arts University's forging academy.

It was completely different from the tech-heavy War Academy. As soon as one stepped into this area, a scorching wave of heat rushed forward.

Huge chimneys billowed black smoke day and night, and the incessant sound of hammering was like dense drumbeats, vibrating against one's eardrums until they ached.

"Although the 'black moon' battle blade is a good sword, it's meant for martial artists."

Lin Yuan thought to himself as he walked.

Since realizing the "Blade Control Technique" during the battle on Black Tide Island, he had profoundly realized a problem—a mismatch of weaponry.

The black moon battle blade weighed eighty jin; although it was heavy and powerful, under the control of his Spiritual Telekinesis, its flight trajectory lacked agility, and the air resistance was too great.

Most importantly, its material could not perfectly conduct spiritual power, which caused Lin Yuan to lose at least 30% of his spiritual power during the conduction process when controlling the blade.

"I must get a set of real 'flying knives'."

Lin Yuan touched the invisible storage ring on his finger, which contained his greatest source of confidence for this trip.

Following Su Xiaoxiao's recommendation, he walked straight through the outskirts of the forging academy to a dilapidated red brick house located at the very back.

Ouyang Forging Shop (No unauthorized personnel, consequences at your own risk)

"This is it."

Lin Yuan stepped forward and knocked on the grease-stained iron door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Get lost!!"

Before the door even opened, a thunderous roar came from inside: "I said I'm in seclusion this week! Even if the principal comes, I won't see them! Knock again and I'll chop your hands off!"

His temper was indeed strange.

Lin Yuan wasn't annoyed, just said calmly: "Su Xiaoxiao introduced me, I have a big deal."

"That violent girl from the Su family?"

The voice inside paused, and then the iron door was roughly pulled open.

A middle-aged man with hair as messy as a bird's nest, a face full of stubble, and a body reeking of strong alcohol and rust appeared at the door.

He was wearing a filthy leather apron and holding a huge forging hammer in his hand.

Master Ouyang Ye.

The chief master of the Modu Martial Arts University forging academy, a top-tier craftsman who had once forged S-grade divine weapons for the Federation.

Master Ouyang Ye looked Lin Yuan up and down, especially when he saw Lin Yuan's clean, fair palms, the expectation in his eyes instantly turned into disdain.

"New Student?"

Master Ouyang Ye sneered and turned to close the door: "Get lost, that girl is becoming less and less reliable, introducing a rookie to mess with me? Don't you know my rules? I don't take non-S-grade orders, and I don't forge with anything but rare materials. Do you have any?"

With a bang, he was about to slam the door shut.

However, a hand steadily blocked the closing iron door.

"Materials?"

Clang!

A huge bone spur, two meters long, pitch black as ink, and emitting a chilling coldness, appeared out of thin air.

"Is this the spine of a quasi-fourth-rank beast, the 'Mist King'?"

Master Ouyang Ye's action of closing the door froze.

As an expert who knew his goods, he could see the extraordinary nature of this bone spur at a glance.

The rich spiritual fluctuations remaining on it, combined with the high-pressure compressed bone density, were definitely top-tier S-grade auxiliary materials!

"Interesting."

Master Ouyang Ye finally looked at Lin Yuan properly, but he still shook his head, "This material is indeed good, but that's all it is. If you want me, Master Ouyang Ye, to make a move, it's still lacking..."

"Then what about adding this?"

Lin Yuan didn't waste words and waved his hand again.

A fist-sized, pitted, silver-gray metal that looked like a piece of discarded scrap iron rolled next to the bone spur.

"This, this is?"

Clang!

The forging hammer in his hand fell to the ground, hitting his foot, but he didn't notice it at all.

Master Ouyang Ye lunged at the table, his rough hands trembling as he held up the piece of silver metal, a fanatical light erupting in his eyes like a pervert seeing a peerless beauty.

"Extraterrestrial meteorite iron, no! This is memory metal refined by an ancient civilization!!"

Master Ouyang Ye's voice went out of tune, trembling with excitement:

"Infinite ductility! Self-repairing! Spiritual power conduction rate nearly 100%! This is legendary divine material! Even if you mix in a fingernail-sized piece, it can cause a qualitative change in a weapon! You, where did you get such a big piece?!"

"Picked it up in a ruin."

"How about it, Master? Can this deal be done?"

"Done! It must be done! Whoever dares to stop me from doing this, I'll fight them!"

"Kid, oh no, little brother! What do you want to forge? As long as you are willing to give me a little bit of the remaining scraps of this metal, I won't charge you for labor! I'll even pay you!"

This was the madness of a top-tier craftsman; for them, encountering such legendary materials but not being able to forge them personally was worse than killing them.

"I want a set of flying knives."

"There are only three requirements: light, thin, fast."

"Use all of this memory metal, don't skimp, I want it to become my great killing weapon at the Third-Rank, or even Fourth-Rank stage."

He grabbed the strong liquor on the table and took a gulp, his eyes instantly becoming sharp as a knife:

"Light the furnace!"

For this day and night, the furnace fire of Ouyang Forging Shop never went out.

If Master Ouyang Ye was the commander in charge of temperature and hammering, then Lin Yuan was the perfect assistant.

"Spiritual power temperature control! Two thousand three hundred degrees! Not a single bit off!"

"Understood!"

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged beside the furnace fire, operating the Chaos God Grinder Visualization Technique.

His massive Spiritual Telekinesis turned into an invisible bellows, precisely controlling the temperature of every flame.

With the system's assistance, this temperature control precision reached an outrageous micron level.

"Good kid! This spiritual power control is amazing!"

Master Ouyang Ye, drenched in sweat, swung his heavy hammer, and with every strike, he folded and forged the memory metal thousands of times.

As time passed, the piece of dull metal finally shed its disguise, blooming with a brilliant silver light.

The spine of the Mist King was melted into liquid bone glue, fusing into the metal, endowing it with toughness and anti-magic properties.

"Last step! Quenching!"

"Rise!"

Following Master Ouyang Ye's shout, Lin Yuan abruptly retracted his spiritual power.

Nine silver lights shot up into the sky from the furnace fire, plunging into the extremely cold ice spring next to it.

White mist rose.

Inside the entire forging shop, the temperature dropped to freezing point instantly, and a sharp edge of extreme sharpness cut people's skin until it ached.

"It's done!"

Master Ouyang Ye collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, looking at the finished product in the pool, his eyes full of obsession:

"This is the most perfect weapon I have ever forged in my life; it is a work of art for killing."

Lin Yuan stood up and gestured with his hand.

Clatter!

Nine near-transparent streams of light broke through the water, like nine obedient elves, floating quietly beside him.

This was his exclusive telekinetic weapon — 【cicada wing】.

Each flying knife was only the size of a willow leaf, thin as a cicada's wing, and the whole body presented a translucent silver-gray color.

Under the refraction of light, they were almost invisible.

【System Appraisal】

【Name: cicada wing · Nine Stars (Set)】

【Grade: A-grade peak (Growth potential, quasi-S-grade).】

【Material: memory metal (Main) + Mist King spine (Auxiliary).】

【Characteristic 1 · Concealment: Extremely difficult to be captured by the naked eye and radar.】

【Characteristic 2 · Self-healing: Can be automatically repaired by consuming spiritual power after being damaged.】

【Characteristic 3 · Anti-magic: Spiritual power conduction rate 100%, has extra penetration effect on energy shields.】

"Good blade."

Lin Yuan gently touched a blade edge. His finger didn't feel any resistance, but his skin was cut with a tiny gash, and he didn't even feel pain.

This was the manifestation of being fast to the extreme.

"Want to try it?"

Master Ouyang Ye threw over a thickened alloy steel plate used for testing tanks, which was ten centimeters thick.

Whoosh!

Ten meters away, the upright alloy steel plate vibrated slightly.

Lin Yuan waved his hand, and the nine streams of light flew back, turning into nine exquisite rings, latching onto his fingers, instantly turning invisible.

Master Ouyang Ye walked over to check the steel plate.

He saw that the surface of the steel plate was as smooth as a mirror, without any traces.

But when he reached out his finger and poked it gently.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

On the hard steel plate, nine holes that went straight through appeared instantly!

Every hole was as thin as a hair, the edges smooth and flat, traces left after being instantly vaporized by high temperature.

"Hiss..."

Master Ouyang Ye gasped: "Silent and soundless, killing instantly without form."

"Kid, don't disgrace it. If this thing is used well, even the Gang Qi shield of a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist can be cut like cutting tofu."

"Don't worry, Master."

Lin Yuan took out a 5 million check he had prepared long ago, placed it on the table, and turned to walk out the door.

Sunlight shone on his face, and his eyes revealed a confidence and sharpness he had never had before.

"With this."

"Within the Third-Rank, I will slaughter everyone."

"It's also time to go pull that guy who has occupied the top of the rankings for two years off the pedestal."