Su Yuan finally understood: no matter how hard he tried to raise the affection of a fickle sword beauty like Xuan Ji Sword, it was useless.
He had to love her fiercely!
He had to love her until she was afraid whenever she saw her master, until she trembled at the thought of the consequences of resisting. Only then could she obey his every command.
If there were a fear meter corresponding to the affection meter, then raising the fear high enough would have exactly the same effect as maxing out affection.
After relying on his innate ability to love people and having a warm, friendly conversation with Xuan Ji Sword's spirit, thirty minutes had passed since Su Yuan had been hung on the stake.
As another spark of inspiration flowed into Wei Yuxiu's Niwan Palace, he hurriedly rubbed his head and said:
"Su Yuan, stop burning me! I've gotten enough inspiration from this sacrifice. Any more and my Sea of Consciousness will burst!"
At that, the lab assistants sprang into action to put out the fire.
Su Yuan climbed down from the stake at an unhurried pace, casually taking his coat and slipping it on.
After Wei Yuxiu clasped Su Yuan's hands and thanked him, he turned to the assistants, fired up with enthusiasm.
"Everyone, I've just cracked every problem with the Flame Sun Sword Armor. I'll draw up the complete design plans right now."
"Please help me!"
The people in the lab answered in unison and threw themselves into designing the sword armor.
Before, they had lacked a clear direction, so they could only move forward one step at a time. A complete design had never existed.
But if they could first nail down the plans, the development of the Flame Sun Sword Armor prototype wouldn't exactly be