Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior-Chapter 235 - 163: Town’s Guardian Saber, Overlord Spear Perfection! (Part 2)

Chapter 235: Chapter 163: Town’s Guardian Saber, Overlord Spear Perfection! (Part 2)

One sentence stirred up a thousand waves. Master Chen Yuntian personally stated that this was an Eighth-Grade Treasure Artifact, and even the third Artifact Pattern, which represented a Seventh-Grade Treasure Artifact, had partially appeared. All the blacksmiths present inhaled sharply.

"Hiss, so that was truly the sign of a Seventh-Grade Treasure Artifact just now."

"Our Forging Workshop hasn’t produced an Eighth-Grade Treasure Artifact in ten years, right? It took three masters working together to forge the last one. Now, Master Su can forge one at his age..."

"Master Su is truly a divine being!"

At this moment, the elderly blacksmiths in the workshop, who had previously harbored resentment toward Su Mu taking charge of the Hidden Dragon Forging Room and becoming head among the masters, were now utterly convinced. Monsters like Su Mu couldn’t be denied!

"Let it be called the Red Feather Saber."

"Red" for Red Iron Essence, and "Feather" for the flame pattern formed from Flame Fire Eagle Essence Blood. Not good at naming, Su Mu picked one character from each for the saber’s name.

"The blade flows like crimson flame. One Cold Heron Saber, one Red Feather Saber—you really are a freak, kid Su, incredible!"

After the crowd dispersed, Uncle Wu found Su Mu alone.

"Xiaomu, are you willing to part with this Red Feather Saber?"

Su Mu was moved at these words. He forged this Red Feather Saber merely to hide his true intention of crafting a great spear, but even so, he now felt too much attention had been drawn, contrary to his original plan.

On the surface, Su Mu feigned some reluctance before finally nodding slightly.

"This kid’s martial arts are limited, and this saber is of no use to me. I’ll do whatever Uncle Wu says."

"Very well, then Uncle Wu will say it straight..." Wu Lie looked a bit apologetic and spoke seriously, "Xiaomu, if you can bear to let it go, I want to buy the Red Feather Saber in the name of the Forging Workshop and make it the Town’s Guardian Saber, as inspiration for future generations!"

"Rest assured, Xiaomu, Uncle Wu won’t shortchange you. I’m planning to pay twenty thousand taels for the saber. What do you think?"

"Uncle Wu, twenty thousand taels is too much."

"Not at all, not at all. For Uncle Wu to buy a Guardian Saber for twenty thousand silver taels is already thick-skinned enough."

After ten long years, the Cyan Cloud Forging Workshop produced another Eighth-Grade Treasure Artifact, which could even trigger strange phenomena. News of this, as if sprouting wings, quickly spread across Qingyun City.

After Li Feiyu, the many teahouses of Qingyun smelled new business opportunities, all dispatching people to gather information on Su Mu, then quickly fabricating and spinning tales of him at a gallop.

In an instant, Su Mu of the Cyan Cloud Forging Workshop was already poised to rival Li Feiyu, his name blazing like wildfire and spreading swiftly across Qingyun, even to the Three Counties.

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Three days later, Uncle Wu personally handed Su Mu twenty thousand silver notes. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"Xiaomu, the Red Feather Saber still needs a scabbard. Chen Yuntian, Zhao Ju, and Lin Ruoshui want to forge a scabbard for it. What do you think?"

The three masters, upon learning afterwards that Wu Lie paid twenty thousand silver for the saber, were all in strong agreement, each eager to forge the scabbard. Only after Wu Lie mediated did they agree to forge the scabbard together.

After all, since the Red Feather Saber would become the Town’s Guardian Saber, if the three of them could forge the scabbard, their names would be recorded in the workshop and perhaps in Qingyun as well.

The three masters knew this might seem a bit shameless, but with little hope of further progress in their forging art and no lack of wealth as masters, all they cared for now was a lasting name.

"All three masters are my mentors. Please, Master Wu, pass along my thanks. I’ll leave the scabbard to their expert hands."

"Good!"

Wu Lie was delighted. The three masters, embarrassed to ask themselves, had sent him instead; Su Mu, naturally perceptive to such matters, let Wu Lie bear the message for him.

After this conversation, Wu Lie, beaming, carefully carried the Red Feather Saber into the deep courtyard of the Forging Workshop.

While Su Mu’s name became a popular topic for post-meal conversation throughout Qingyun City’s streets, Su Mu quietly took the great spear out of the workshop, hidden in an ordinary wooden box, from the Hidden Dragon Forging Room.

Inside an equally inconspicuous house on Yanque Street, Su Mu took out the spear from the box. With a single-arm shake, the three-part spear shaft sprung open with a buzzing sound.

"The blade is Red Feather; the great spear’s flaming aura is even stronger... From today on, you’ll be called the Crimson Flame Spear."

In the days that followed, each night after the Little Doctor was asleep, Su Mu would slip away from the clinic and practice his spear alone at an unnamed hill to the north of Qingyun City.

The autumn rain wept, thunder rolled, startled birds scattered through the forest.

Roar!

The Flame Fire Eagle shrieked, shattering the rain curtain. A crimson beam shot into the dense forest like a meteorite.

Wherever it passed, trees were pierced as if made of thin paper—splinters mixed with rainwater exploded outward, leaving gaping, charred holes as wide as a bowl.

"Boom!"

Thunder and the sound of something crashing to earth exploded together. The five-zhang-high mound trembled violently as the crimson light struck, the surface rock and soil cracking in an instant, pebbles flying as the ground shook.

Once the dust settled, the mound where Su Mu had practiced the Startled Sparrow Step was three zhang lower than before.

An ash-red great spear slanted in the center of the mound, its flickering flames turning the rain to billowing steam. This was the Crimson Flame Spear.

Seven Dominating Spear Forms (Perfection)

Comprehension: 105 (Dragon-and-Phoenix Level)

The Seven Dominating Spear Forms, Su Mu’s first Seventh Grade Spear Technique. He killed Black Insect Elder for it, and later received it as a gift to repay a favor from Silver Order Blade Catcher Li Yan.

By fate’s twist, this Seven Dominating Spear Forms — even Li Yan herself couldn’t master — changed hands many times before falling into Su Mu’s possession.

After a year of cultivation, today he finally made another breakthrough, pushing the Seven Dominating Spear Forms from Great Success to Perfection—also becoming Su Mu’s first Seventh-Grade Martial Arts cultivated to perfection.

As the Seven Dominating Spear Forms reached Perfection, its associated power swelled, boosting Su Mu’s already formidable Pill Force even higher.

In his Dantian, the Strength Pill spun lightly as the sound of a great river coursed through the forest, echoing endlessly.

Before long, having absorbed the warm stream of insight from Overlord Spear Perfection, Su Mu stood up again, his eyes gleaming with sharp light.

Now, he was fully confident: with spear in hand, if the Silver-Browed Eagle King Yuan Wuming rose from the dead and appeared before him, he wouldn’t even need the Molten Fire Golden Body—just a few strikes and he could impale someone like Yuan Wuming, whose Five Extremes Realm was hollow and flimsy.

Buzz-------

But at that very instant, the dragon at Su Mu’s brow suddenly quivered violently, emitting a shrill wail. His right eyelid twitched, and a strong, inexplicable sense of dread surged in his heart.

Left eyelid jumps for fortune, right eyelid jumps for disaster!

Just after a Comprehension breakthrough is when Su Mu’s essence, qi, and spirit are at their peak, and his senses are at their sharpest. Closing his eyes, Su Mu faintly perceived the location of this unease.

"That’s the direction of Qingyun City... Little Doctor?!"

Su Mu shuddered all over. Without a moment’s hesitation, he chose to trust his instinct and sped toward Qingyun City, a wave of menacing cicada cries sweeping through the forest behind him.

Under night and rain, Qingyun City’s outline twisted in the downpour, layers of black clouds pressing heavily above.

Step step!

Just then, beneath the rain, a black-robed figure like a wraith arrived outside Qingyun City. The old man held a bronze compass that trembled madly, its needle burning with sanguine light, piercing the rain and pointing straight into the city.

"Such a strong reaction!"

Recently, someone in the shadows kept interfering with his bronze compass, fueling his fury, yet there was nothing he could do.

Days earlier, he heard by chance in the Commandery City that someone in distant Qingyun had forged a Treasure Artifact stirring strange phenomena. The old man had come hoping to try his luck, never expecting the person he sought to be here in Qingyun City after all.

The old man’s withered fingers clamped the compass. Ghostly flames blazed in his eyes beneath the black robes. "Interfering with me for months... hiding here, were you?"

"Truly, searching high and low only to find it effortlessly!"

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