Under Shen Le's direction—or rather, through his soothing coaxing—the testing proceeded at an extremely rapid pace.
Mountain Warden was clearly quite excited and highly cooperative, doing whatever it was told and attacking whoever it was asked to attack.
But when the testing reached its latter half and they began measuring Mountain Warden's defensive strength, it finally refused to continue.
The Porcelain Sword danced, sword light crisscrossing as it chopped down a swarm of miniature drones, three loitering missiles, two light torpedoes, and an anti-ship rocket.
Seeing that the tests were about to continue, it finally recalled all its flying swords, flipped one sword hilt-down, and rapidly wrote on the sand table:
[No more! No more! My swords are about to explode into pieces! I'm running out of flying swords! Shen Le! Shen Le! Help me fire another batch of flying swords!]
The flying sword hanging upside down over the sand table was visibly covered in fine cracks. It swayed along with the movement of its hilt, looking as though fragments might fall off at any moment.
When they bent down to look into the tower body, the forty-eight flying swords inside lay scattered every which way, some broken and some cracked. Compared to them, the flying sword that had come out to write was in the best condition.
"Ah!" Shen Le rolled off the moisture-proof mat and down beside Mountain Warden. He rose into a kneeling position and pressed both hands against the tower body. A steady stream of heat flowed into the Porcelain Tower: Repair Technique! Repair Technique! Repair Technique!
As the heat surged forward and touched the first Porcelain Sword, it was immediately drawn away in great quantities. At the same time, the ground beneath the base gave a faint tremor—Cloud Kun had increased its energy output as