Tremors and the Sharp Sword—Plunder Blade

"Vibration and sharpness? And also...?"

Fang Le felt the metal in his hand and couldn't help but murmur.

"What? Does Little Le have any other insights? Quick! Tell Uncle! Does this metal have any other special properties?"

The two were standing very close, so Shi You naturally heard Fang Le's murmurs.

He had thought that the ability to integrate into the human body was already the greatest surprise.

He hadn't expected there to be anything else special about it.

This made Shi You even more excited.

He leaned his large face right in front of Fang Le and asked eagerly.

"Vibration and sharpness, hmm... how should I put it?

Let's start with vibration. If it's forged into a weapon, it will cause a secondary attack upon impact, knocking the target further back and allowing for strikes against the enemy's internal organs.

Sharpness is even simpler: it increases attack power. Even if you shaped this thing into a ball, it could still produce a cutting effect.

Yeah... that's about it."

After pondering for a moment, as if he had gained some enlightenment, Fang Le explained to Shi You.

However, he kept some of the metal's properties hidden; after all, if the rest were exposed, it would be hard for him to avoid being branded an Evil Soul Master.

"This! This is simply amazing!!! This is the best!!"

Shi You shouted, but before he could even throw a feast to celebrate, intense exhaustion hit him. He slumped onto a stool and fell into a deep sleep.

After all, the past period of time had truly worn him out.

Forty-nine days of almost no sleep or rest; if it weren't for his sheer willpower driving him to break through the siege, Fang Le suspected he might have transmigrated to another world.

"Phew! I need to rest too!"

Fang Le felt the same. If it weren't for the unique nature of his first martial soul, the amount of blood he had lost during this time would have been enough to make him transmigrate two or three more times.

However, the cause for celebration was that he had broken through without killing any living creatures to gain experience.

Although it was only a breakthrough from level five to level six, for someone with only half a level of Innate Soul Power, it was still quite good.

Another day passed, and once the raw materials were prepared, the forging process became much simpler.

In less than half a day, the divine weapon was complete!

"The Sword of Vibration and Sharpness, let's call it Twin Star!"

Fang Le looked at the broad blade in his hand, naming it with excitement.

The blade was two palms wide and three feet long. The crossguard wasn't particularly ornate, simply engraved with two characters:

"Shi" and "Fang"

Representing its creator and its master.

The blade featured a regularly patterned Damascus star-spot texture, flaunting its status as a divine weapon.

"Good name! Kid! I entrust Twin Star to you! I look forward to the day you lead it to fame across the world.

The armor and bow you wanted are in the chest outside the door! Go! Don't die; I'll be waiting for the day you become famous."

A man's friendship is simple, and parting is just as silent.

Shi You hammered iron and gave his instructions, while Fang Le set off on his journey with his sword.

"Uncle! It's better to show off this craft sparingly. Later, take on a few more apprentices, and only reveal it gradually as you pass it on.

Also, there are realms beyond Spirit Forging! And... never mind, I'm off.

Take care of yourself; I'll come back to visit in the future!"

The youth had just grown up, and his true colors were those of passion and blood.

Fate was moved by him, leading him to meet the best people and bestowing upon him the best weapon.

Meanwhile, in a world filled with immortal mist, located at the boundary between reality and spirit.

Wearing a blue-gold divine robe, with seven divine rings behind his head symbolizing the power of a god.

Sea God Tang San, the god who ascended from Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago.

Usually gentle and kind to other gods, he held two godhoods in one body—one as a first-class god and the other as a God King—possessing immense power and a reputation for benevolence throughout the current God Realm.

"What is going on! Why can I no longer observe Douluo Continent? How am I supposed to lead Douluo Continent toward a better future like this!"

Tang San looked at the God Realm Hub before him, which was nothing but a white, pixelated blur. Veins bulged on his hands as he slammed them down.

His face flushed red, and he panted like an ox.

"Brother San, has something happened to Douluo Continent?"

Just as Tang San was consumed by rage, a pair of fair, lotus-root-like arms affectionately wrapped around his arm.

Xiao Wu, once a 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit, was now the beloved of the Sea God Tang San and the scabbard of the Asura Sword.

The passage of time had imbued her with a deeper charm; the gentle, nurturing aura of a mature woman combined with the lightheartedness of a young girl, all set against her stunningly beautiful face.

She was like a feast of exquisite flavor, leaving one unable to tear themselves away.

"Hmm! A slight problem has arisen. Xiao Qi just descended to the lower realm, yet I suddenly find myself unable to observe the situation on the Douluo Continent. I am worried about her..."

When it came to maintaining his persona, Tang San was a professional.

At this moment, he wore the perfect expression of a worried father concerned for his daughter's safety.

Even if anyone were to look at him, they would never suspect that this was a hypocritical, sanctimonious man.

Oscar truly owed him an Oscar.

"Rest assured! With the protection of Sister Life, Xiao Qi will be fine.

Besides, didn't Da Ming and Er Ming follow her down? With their strength, there won't be any problems in the lower realm."

"Hmm..."

Tang San fell silent, hoping that no one would seek their own death and ruin his ten-thousand-year grand plan.

Otherwise, they would certainly face dire consequences.

And then there was Destruction! Hmph! Sooner or later, he would kick that old man who relied on his seniority to bully others out of the God Realm.

The God Realm could only have one voice, and that was the voice of him, the Sea God Tang San.

"Old Green, hold the line! I'm going to fire one more shot at it, then we'll launch the final strike!"

In a dense forest, a giant snake lunged at the green behemoth that had trespassed into its territory.

It appeared ready to swallow the intruder whole.

Opposite it, the massive creature, standing over three meters tall, roared and raised its arms high, slamming them down toward the giant snake.

Meanwhile, not far away, a black-haired youth was covered in mud and grime.

Yet, even so, nothing could mask the brightness in the youth's eyes.

He drew his bow and nocked an arrow, firing it fiercely at the giant snake.

Five arrows were released in rapid succession, their tips cutting through the wind.

However, while the pose was cool, the result was pathetic.

Of the five arrows, only one managed to graze the giant snake's tail; the rest missed entirely.

"Damn it! Can you stop moving? Just let me hit you once! How is it so ridiculous that I can't land a single shot?"

Fang Le was confident, and then Fang Le was triggered.

He cursed at the giant snake ahead, throwing his longbow onto the ground.

"Forget it! I'll finish you off right now!"

Perhaps because he had snapped, Fang Le's Domain suddenly expanded, causing the giant snake to instantly falter as its strength was weakened by nearly ten percent.

Having previously been locked in a fierce stalemate with the Warden, it now found itself completely at a disadvantage.

Fang Le, now wielding two long blades, charged toward the giant snake as well.

"Old Green, let it go! You provide cover, and I'll handle it!"

The master's command was absolute.

Ignoring the giant snake's attacks, the Warden tossed it aside, retreated to a safe position, and began to provide cover for Fang Le.

"Die!"

The long blades sliced into the giant snake's body; though they didn't look particularly sharp, the snake's thick scales were unable to withstand them, and deep gashes were carved into its flesh.

At the same time, a strange energy erupted, sending the creature flying violently.

But before it could fly far, it was knocked back by the Warden, who was waiting in position.

And so, like a game of volleyball, it was one punch and one sword strike after another.

The giant snake closed its eyes in frustration as a bright purple ring slowly emerged from its fallen body.

Simultaneously, green orbs, invisible to ordinary people, popped out from its remains and surged toward Fang Le.

"Ding!"

"Level 10 reached!"