On the high platform, a certain boss was forging a longsword on the spot. Everyone below stood dumbfounded, including the viewers watching the livestream on their Magic Phones.
A deathly silence hung in the air.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the lump of metal in Luo Chuan's hands, as their moods rose and fell with every knead, rub, pinch, and pull.
"If I'm not mistaken, that should be moonstone, right?" Yao Huichen smacked his lips, his words brimming with emotion.
Moonstone was the name of the thing in Luo Chuan's hands.
Its properties were simple: it was exceptionally hard. Even a Venerable attacking with full force could only leave a hair-thin mark, and that was already considered immensely powerful. It also possessed the ability to repair itself.
"More than ten years ago, one appeared in the Western Region. It caused quite a stir, and in the end, it seemed to have fallen into Mount Sumeru's hands," Fan Chengtian said.
Lingyun Academy and Mount Sumeru had not gotten along particularly well in the past.
However, after the Buddha Lord departed and Wu Tian became the new leader, relations between the two superpowers had eased somewhat. They would still have to see each other sooner or later, and letting things become too tense was never good.
Besides, Mount Sumeru had changed considerably now. Everything was developing in a better direction, and all of it had happened in barely more than a year.
Wu Tian's voice did not fluctuate. "It's Mount Sumeru's piece. Senior Brother gave it to me before."
Everyone came to a realization. They understood—it was not exactly some secret.
Back then, Mount Sumeru had devoted itself to stirring up trouble for a hundred years and offended no small number of factions. Everyone had been furious but dared not speak out.