Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior-Chapter 234 - 163: Town’s Guardian Saber, Overlord Spear Perfection!

As a wisp of Iron Essence Qi infused into the Great Spear, the spear immediately hummed, and the inscriptions on its body, along with the three Flame Fire Feather Carving Patterns, lit up, resembling flames flowing.

Roar!

With a high-pitched whistle, the air around the Great Spear was instantly cut and distorted, while the spear tip spat out an inch of sharp glow, causing the nearby Spiritual Pool to ripple intensely, as if the water within the pool could be pierced by the spear’s radiance.

"Not bad, not bad!"

At this moment, the Great Spear was not fully activated, yet its might was already terrifying, far beyond any weapon Su Mu had previously encountered.

The Cold Needle in Cyan-Faced Bat King Wei Ming’s hand couldn’t compare, nor could Red-Bearded Tiger King’s Fire Pattern Battle Armor or the Cold Heron Saber.

Moreover, Su Mu sensed that after Spiritual Infusion, the weight of the Great Spear in his hand seemed to have increased. He then shook it single-handedly, unleashing two delicate strands of Power from his palm, causing the Great Spear to disassemble into three sections mid-air.

Su Mu placed the Great Spear into an iron box inside the Forging Room; he never intended for the Great Spear to appear before the people in the Forging Workshop.

The Great Spear belonged to the assassin Li Feiyu, and had nothing to do with Su Mu at the Forging Workshop.

After storing the spear, Su Mu’s gaze fell upon the Long Saber. He caressed its blade, infusing it with a similar wisp of Iron Essence Qi. The blade emitted half an inch of saber radiance, its might around half that of the Great Spear.

Su Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly, aware that it currently reached about half. Once fully activated, the gap between them would likely widen further.

"Still, it is an Eighth-Grade Treasure Saber, not too bad indeed."

This Long Saber was originally forged using scraps left over from the Great Spear. The initial plan was to mix in some Xuan Iron to increase sharpness, but plans couldn’t keep up with changes.

The Xuan Iron was completely consumed by the spear shaft, leaving this Long Saber crafted from Red Iron Essence and Iron Essence. Furthermore, the divided Flame Fire Eagle Essence Blood during Spiritual Infusion was less than half of what the Great Spear received. Reaching the Eighth Grade already left Su Mu quite satisfied.

Meanwhile.

As Su Mu had just tested the sharpness of the Great Spear and the Long Saber, a wave of excitement spread outside the Hidden Dragon Forging Room, prompting people to discuss amongst themselves.

Wu Lie and the three master craftsmen paced anxiously outside, their eyes eagerly fixed on the tightly sealed door.

Squeak!

Finally, the door to the Hidden Dragon Forging Room opened, and a bare-chested young man stepped out, suddenly feeling a warm breeze blowing his way. Everyone present felt a slight tingling on their skin, as if needles were pressed against their backs.

As the youth stepped out against the light, the crowd vaguely heard the cry of a Flame Fire Eagle. Looking closely, the saber was three feet three inches long, with a blade seemingly ablaze with crimson flame, rolling with waves under the sunlight pouring through the cracked clouds.

The blade radiated dazzling colors, gradually becoming restrained after a few seconds.

Laymen watch the excitement, while connoisseurs observe the subtleties. Even those who were unknowledgeable knew that this must be a Treasure Saber that could cut iron like mud.

Emerging from the crowd were siblings Wu Ning and Wu Qiao’Er.

"What a fine saber, Brother Su has forged yet another fine saber!"

Wu Ning’s eyes gleamed, while his sister Wu Qiao’Er asked.

"What’s so good about it?"

"Good in..."

Wu Ning hesitated, usually he would speak his mind, but today, with the master craftsmen gathered and his father present, his comments would be like showing off one’s knives in front of Guan Yu.

Failing to say anything convincing would surely bring ridicule, not only making him look bad but also humiliating his father. Hence, Wu Ning felt his face change and his mouth opened and closed uncertainly, choosing to stay silent rather than risk saying something wrong.

Wu Ning faltered, and the sibling’s conversation brought some liveliness to the scene.

Wu Lie glared at his son, while the three master craftsmen couldn’t tear their eyes from the Long Saber. Putting aside their dignity, they approached Su Mu like hungry wolves.

"Kid, let us take a look!"

The trio surrounded the Long Saber, gently caressing it, then exchanged glances, each seeing five points of doubt in the others’ eyes.

The current saber’s quality was undoubtedly above the previous Cold Heron Saber, that was certain. This saber was not only an Eighth-Grade Treasure Artifact, but likely among the best within its grade.

Chen Yuntian and the others understood their own limitations, but after decades immersed in forging, their judgment was reliable.

Yet at that moment, the three master craftsmen felt perplexed. The recent phenomenon was grand and evidently of a Seventh-Grade artifact, fleeting though it was, its quality should be slightly superior to this Long Saber.

This saber shouldn’t account for such a phenomenon!

However, when the three exchanged glances, they recognized mutual uncertainty and looked into the Forging Room for another saber, but saw none.

"The three of us working together can forge an Eighth-Grade Treasure Artifact, but reaching the quality of this Long Saber is extremely difficult... Moreover, this saber already has a third Artifact Pattern, with potential for Seventh-Grade level. In time, Su may certainly forge Seventh-Grade Treasure Artifacts, and even go further to forge Dharma Artifacts beyond Treasure Artifacts..."

"Perhaps we three were mistaken?"

"Indeed, Su managed to forge such a fine Long Saber alone in such a short time, his talent is quite extraordinary. We often say not to rush things, but this time, it’s us three old men who were impatient."

Having known each other for decades, Chen Yuntian, Zhao Ju, Lin Ruoshui were life-long friends, and with a quick exchange of glances, their doubts dissipated.

"An Eighth-Grade Treasure Artifact, with the third Artifact Pattern already evident, this saber surpasses the Cold Heron Saber, does it have a name?"

Chen Yuntian asked conclusively.