The Mine

Ten years later.

Merit Hall.

Aaron completed his twenty-year garrison assignment and exchanged it for one hundred merit points.

As he walked out of the Merit Hall, Shen Qingmei was waiting respectfully to one side. The girl seemed to have matured quite a bit in the way she handled people and affairs.

However, she did not know that Aaron had been the one to save her, and she had also hidden her own share of that opportunity very well.

But Aaron did not care...

This old ancestor helps his own, not whoever's in the right!

"What assignment has Martial Uncle chosen this time?" Shen Qingmei asked curiously.

"Guarding the Starfall Mine for forty years... But first, I'll head to the Scripture Repository and exchange for a secret art."

Aaron answered with a smile.

Ever since he had entertained the thought of refining a Formless Sword, he had been planning for it.

From Long Linger's memories, Aaron knew that the primary material needed to forge a magic-treasure-grade Formless Sword was a kind of "Great Void Divine Crystal." None circulated on the market at all. Even true disciples of Book Mountain Sword Pavilion had to collect the supplementary materials themselves after forming their cores, before the sect would grant them the primary material.

Still, the truly core disciples actually knew a little of the inside story.

For instance, Long Linger knew that this Great Void Divine Crystal was an associated spirit ore of "Star Iron," a raw material used to refine flying swords and magical artifacts—its output was simply exceedingly scarce.

And every Starfall Mine in and around Shu Province lay under Book Mountain Sword Pavilion's control.

A slightly larger mine would often have several Core Formation ancestors guarding it, showing just how highly it was valued!

Aaron intended to first take