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Jing Yuan took a look; so Sky Breaker was this kid!

Sky Breaker saw Belyankov and hurriedly smiled, "Dad! You're home!"

Belyankov immediately roared in anger, "Suka blyat, you brat, you still dare to come? See if I don't break your legs!"

The moment Jing Yuan saw this guy, he thought of the Complete Guide to Gymnastics Poses he had mentioned.

Jing Yuan looked back at Kolova; could they have all been developed while he was with her?

Damn, this kid is eating well!

Belyankov got angry the moment he saw Sky Breaker and immediately moved to chase him out and beat him.

Sky Breaker turned and fled, clearly used to this.

Belyankov as well; his footing slipped, and he nearly fell.

Jing Yuan quickly stepped forward to support him and whispered in his ear, "Senior, I'll help you catch him. Let's count that as the third task I owe you, alright?"

Belyankov didn't even think about it. "Deal!"

Jing Yuan smiled slightly, and with a thought...

A chair suddenly flew toward the fleeing Sky Breaker, and then a rope quietly wound around behind him.

Before Sky Breaker could react, he was tripped by the chair and then bound by the rope!

"After you!"

Jing Yuan smilingly handed over a wooden stick.

Belyankov grabbed the stick and rushed out, cursing, "Suka blyat, I'll teach you to come back! I'm definitely going to give you a good lesson today!"

Next came a sound thrashing.

Kolova could only step forward to try and break up the fight.

After Belyankov finished the beating, he walked back, saying as he went, "Refreshing!"

Then he looked at Jing Yuan, smiled, and said, "Let's go! I'll take you to the storehouse!"

"Thank you!"

Jing Yuan followed behind Belyankov into the inner room.

"You did those things just now, didn't you?" Belyankov suddenly asked.

Jing Yuan nodded. "Yes."

"I heard you can use telekinesis to drive weapons, but I don't have any weapons suitable for telekinesis here, only ordinary ones."

"Ordinary weapons will do."

Belyankov opened a door, revealing over a dozen weapons arranged inside.

Among these weapons were spears, swords, halberds, staffs, clubs, axes, battle-axes, and hammers—a wide variety.

"What weapon are you usually best with?" Belyankov asked.

"A blade!"

Jing Yuan had always used blades, and he even possessed a blade technique.

Belyankov turned to look at Jing Yuan. "Are you only good with blades?"

"Pretty much!"

"Then you've come at a bad time; the last war blade in this storehouse has already been taken. If you insist on using a blade, you'll have to wait for Boss Bai to bring materials, or bring some yourself, and I'll forge one for you."

Jing Yuan felt a bit disappointed, but as he looked around the room, he suddenly spotted a war blade sitting in a corner.

Jing Yuan curiously walked over to inspect it; it was a long, two-handed blade with a thick, wide edge, resting on a stone weapon rack.

The blade was entirely white, with a handguard decorated with animal fur and a hilt wrapped in beast hide.

Overall, it looked like the tusk of a giant beast.

"You can't use this blade!"

Belyankov said from behind.

"Is there something special about this blade?" Jing Yuan asked.

He didn't actually want this blade because it was a giant one, roughly the size of a gravity body war blade.

He was just curious why Belyankov said there were none when there was clearly one right here.

On Belyankov's turf, he called the shots; if he didn't want to give it, why bother saying it like that?

Belyankov walked up to the war blade and gestured. "This blade is not only massive but also extremely heavy. Ordinary Awakened Practitioners can't use it at all."

Jing Yuan looked at the war blade with curiosity. "How heavy is it?"

Belyankov gave a smug smile and said, "Try it and you'll see."

"If I can use it, can I have it?"

Belyankov was taken aback, then laughed. "Sure! I didn't mention this blade just now because there was no point—you wouldn't be able to use it! But if you can, you're welcome to take it!"

Jing Yuan asked in confusion, "Since ordinary people can't use this blade, why did you forge it in the first place?"

Belyankov explained, "Using the bodies of Phage Beasts as materials for forging weapons has its limitations. When encountering certain high-level materials, one can only forge them while maintaining their original form. What do you think this blade's shape looks like?"

Jing Yuan glanced at it and said, "Like a tusk!"

After saying that, he suddenly realized—could this be made from the tusk of a Phage Beast?!

Seeing Jing Yuan's shocked expression, Belyankov said, "That's right! This is the tusk of a Monarch-level Shi Ji Beast. Boss Bai's blade was also forged using materials from the same Phage Beast."

"But Boss Bai's blade is a normal size."

"Alaya-Vijnana uses a bone from inside the Monarch-level Shi Ji Beast's head. But this blade uses the tusk, which is the hardest part of a Phage Beast's entire body!"

Jing Yuan carefully observed the long blade and asked, "I heard from Old Xia that Boss Bai's blade wasn't forged by you."

"It was forged by my teacher."

"And this blade?"

"Also forged by my teacher," Belyankov recalled. "When my teacher forged this blade, I was still just a young apprentice. Even he didn't expect it to turn out so heavy. So much so that for all these years, no Awakened Practitioner has been able to use it. We estimate that to use this blade, one would likely need to be an Awakened Practitioner who has awakened a strength-type talent."

Jing Yuan walked over and reached for the war blade. "Then let me try first. If I can lift it, you can't go back on your word!"

"Lifting it is nothing special; you have to be able to use it."

Belyankov had a point.

After all, there was quite a gap between "being able to lift it" and "being able to use it."

Jing Yuan gripped the hilt with one hand, then with a surge of strength, he lifted the war blade.

This was a giant war blade, with a hilt designed for two-handed use, but Jing Yuan was sometimes accustomed to holding a blade with one hand.

Holding the blade in his hand, Jing Yuan realized Belyankov wasn't exaggerating.

This war blade was indeed heavy—at least seven or eight times heavier than a gravity body war blade!

Belyankov saw Jing Yuan lift the war blade with one hand, and his eyes stared fixedly at him.

"You..."

Jing Yuan was so immersed in admiring the war blade that he almost forgot about Belyankov.

Coming back to his senses, Jing Yuan smiled at Belyankov and said, "Oh, I know. I'll demonstrate it for you." Jing Yuan looked around and added, "This place is too small; let's go outside!"

Chapter 156: Another Human Settlement

Jing Yuan walked out carrying the war blade on one shoulder with a single hand, arriving at the open space outside Belyankov's house.

Jing Yuan looked back at Belyankov and said, "Senior, I'll just demonstrate a few moves!"

With that, Jing Yuan's wrist snapped up, lifting the war blade high before bringing it down in a sudden cleave.

The edge of the blade traced an arc, heading toward The Surface.

But just as it neared The Surface, the war blade suddenly stopped.

Jing Yuan raised the blade again and cleaved downward once more.

He repeated this motion several times, merely testing the weight of the blade.

Yet such a simple action caused a small tremor in Belyankov's heart.

Just by seeing the moment Jing Yuan pulled back the blade, Belyankov knew that he was fully capable of using it.

Jing Yuan tested it a few times and then began to get serious.

Jing Yuan started with simple vertical cleaves, and then his blade momentum suddenly shifted.

The originally heavy war blade turned into an afterimage in his hands.

Upward slash, sweep, cleave, chop!

The basic blade forms displayed astonishing power in his hands, each swing carrying a dull, resonant boom.

Standing to the side, Belyankov went from a small tremor in his heart to being completely dumbfounded.