Artisan Hero watched everything from afar. Had he not witnessed it from beginning to end, he would have found it hard to imagine that someone could throw himself so completely into comprehending an array, practically risking his life for the sake of cultivation.
Compared to the leisurely contemplation and comprehension he had enjoyed when he first obtained the sword array, Lu Feng's cultivation could only be described as ruthless. Placed side by side, the price he had paid was undeniably tragic.
"Do you have any left?!"
Lu Feng's feeble voice rang out.
Artisan Hero's mouth twitched sharply. "Are you trying to get yourself killed, brat?! Keep this up, and even if you completely master the sword array, you'll leave your life here with it."
Seeing Lu Feng's blazing gaze and towering fighting spirit,
Artisan Hero could only sigh and change his tune. "Stop. Even if you still have the energy, I don't have any spare swords left for you to squander."
As he spoke, he pointed at the fragments scattered across the mountainside and said indignantly, "I traveled through more than a dozen towns and bought these from nearly a thousand weapon shops. I thought they would last me over a decade, yet you used them all up in a single night!"
"If you want to use this sword array again in the future, go down the mountain and buy your own swords!"
Lu Feng smiled bitterly and finally reined in the battle intent in his heart.
Recalling the scenes from when he had set up the array earlier, he calculated that it truly was necessary to purchase a batch of somewhat better-quality longswords.
Spirit artifact- and soul artifact-grade longswords like these simply could not withstand the might of the sword array he could now deploy with his current strength.