Chapter 8

Lin Xuan's task was not anything else but the familiar one of repairing sword weapons. This was a Level 4 task, involving the repair of three long swords, for a total of thirty contribution points, plus twenty low-grade spirit stones.

Level 4 tasks were considered relatively difficult outside, and this task required all three long swords to be repaired together to earn contribution points, so it had been left untouched for a long time, making it a good deal for Lin Xuan.

When Lin Xuan took the task card to register, the disciple in charge looked at him in surprise and reminded him, "Make sure you understand that you can only earn contribution points if all three long swords are repaired. One less and it won't count."

"If you damage them, you will have to compensate, so think carefully." The registering disciple didn't believe Lin Xuan could repair them; the task had been there for a long time without anyone taking it, which was enough to show its difficulty.

Lin Xuan nodded, indicating he understood.

The registering disciple said no more and took out three slightly narrower long swords, handing them to Lin Xuan.

"You can take them back or complete the task here," the registering disciple said.

Lin Xuan took a quick look and found it somewhat complex. He asked, "Senior Brother, I wonder if there are any similar weapon repair tasks."

"Repair these first," the registering disciple dismissed, "Do things step by step!"

Lin Xuan smiled helplessly, shouldered the three long swords, and went back. Repairing weapons was a technical skill that required some secret techniques. As a disciple of the Sword Pond Manor, he had learned the methods of repairing weapons from a young age. Though he couldn't be called a master, he could handle these tasks.

The Sword Pond Manor was very famous in the Great Xia Kingdom, not only for its formidable strength but also for its ability to repair weapons.

In the Spirit Martial Continent, there was a special profession called Weapon Cultivators, who could repair weapons with extraordinary means and even enhance their power.

The Sword Pond Manor had some unique expertise in cultivating long swords, so they were also known as Sword Cultivators in the Great Xia Kingdom. In the Sword Pond Manor, there was a huge sword pond with tens of thousands of precious swords. The Sword Cultivators worked there daily, and Lin Xuan had grown up soaking in the water of the sword pond as a child.

Lin Xuan returned to his new residence and closed the door. This was the living area for outer disciples, with each having a separate small house, the interior decoration of which was much better than his previous home.

He placed the three long swords on the table, drank some water, and then picked up a dark red long sword.

Lin Xuan cut his fingertip and drew a rune on the crack with his blood. Threads of spiritual energy in the air condensed into small light points, gathering around the rune like hundreds of fireflies dancing.

Don't underestimate this small rune; it contained the efforts of several generations. Every half an incense stick, Lin Xuan would redraw it. After three times, the gap on the dark red long sword disappeared.

Lin Xuan, in one go, repaired the remaining two long swords, not taking much time.

However, his face was somewhat pale, as these tasks were very draining on his spiritual energy and mental strength.

He sat cross-legged, hands forming seals, and fully activated the Longevity Technique. Threads of spiritual energy circulated in his body. After an hour, Lin Xuan opened his eyes, having reached his best state.

"Thirty contribution points are in hand." Lin Xuan's lips curled into a smile. He shouldered the three long swords and headed straight for the Task Hall.

"What? You completed it, so quickly!" The registering disciple's eyes widened.

After a thorough inspection, the registering disciple found no issues.

"Damn, how did this guy repair them?" The registering disciple was shocked.

"Senior Brother, are there any similar tasks?"

"Yes!" The registering disciple thought for a moment and then said solemnly, "This task is above Level 4, and it shouldn't be given to outer disciples. But since it has been left for too long, I'll let you try."

"What are the rewards?" Lin Xuan was focused on the contribution points.

"One hundred contribution points, plus fifty low-grade spirit stones," the registering disciple said.

"One hundred!" Lin Xuan exclaimed, drawing puzzled looks from the surrounding disciples. He quickly lowered his voice, "Senior Brother, are you sure?"

The registering disciple found Lin Xuan's nervousness somewhat amusing.

"You don't need to be nervous. Besides you, no one else will take this task," the registering disciple said, "But I must remind you, this long sword is very valuable. If you're not confident, it's best not to take it."

For the hundred contribution points, Lin Xuan said without hesitation, "I'll take it!"

The registering disciple wrote down the information and carefully took out a rectangular box.

"This is a low-grade Human-level treasure weapon," the registering disciple said, opening the box.

Seeing the long sword, Lin Xuan took a deep breath. The three-foot-long sword was partially covered by a brown liquid.

Lin Xuan took the long sword back and studied it carefully, finding the damage to the low-grade Human-level treasure weapon more severe than he had imagined.

"It seems I need some materials to repair this long sword," Lin Xuan said, chin in hand, looking serious.

"There is a Yin Xing Grass with strong corrosive properties, which should remove the brown stains," Lin Xuan thought and decided to go to the Taihang Mountains the next day.

With a plan in mind, Lin Xuan immersed himself in cultivation again. In the past, Lin Xuan couldn't open his spirit meridians, so he could only read basic martial arts books. Now, he had only one move, "Star from Beyond," and a basic family sword technique, as well as a basic stepping technique.

Basic martial arts had their advantages, as they were the prototypes of all advanced martial arts. For example, the basic sword technique included all the fundamental movements and the correct way to exert force.

Lin Xuan soon immersed himself in practice...

The next morning, Lin Xuan set off for the Taihang Mountains.

A gentle breeze blew through the forest, and the tree shadows swayed. Lin Xuan used the basic stepping technique, practicing while traveling.

The Yin Xing Grass grew on the shady side of the mountain, in dark and damp areas. Lin Xuan searched everywhere but found nothing.

After searching for the whole morning, Lin Xuan still hadn't found it. He sat down, took out some dry rations, and started eating.

Soon, the sound of a fight came from ahead, accompanied by the roar of a beast. Curious, Lin Xuan moved quickly toward the source of the sound.

Swoosh!

Lin Xuan hid in the nearby grass, looking up.

He saw two groups of people, with a blood-eyed wolf over two meters long in the middle, fighting a lean young man.

Lin Xuan recognized the young man; it was Luo Yi, who had helped him with his questions.

Luo Yi held a short sword, continuously stabbing at the blood-eyed wolf. On average, one out of every three stabs hit the blood-eyed wolf. The blood wolf bared its teeth, its sharp claws slashing through the air, leaving trails of cold light.

Lin Xuan watched nervously, but soon he was surprised to notice that Luo Yi's stepping technique seemed somewhat unique.