A Multi-Day Tour of the Twin Beast Peaks (1)

In the battle against the demonic cultivator, Shen Yuxi's spirit sword had been pushed beyond its limits and was covered in cracks. Even the slightest further shock would shatter it into pieces and render it completely useless.

Shen Yuxi was heartbroken. He held it in his hands and stroked it over and over.

"This was a gift Master gave me at my coming-of-age ceremony. I've used it for so many years..."

This spirit sword held extraordinary meaning for him. Though its grade was not high, it fit his hand perfectly and had accompanied him through life-and-death trials and countless storms. Shen Yuxi could not bear to simply discard it, so he began thinking that he needed to have it repaired as soon as possible.

Speaking of repairing swords, one had to go to Spirit Artifact Peak. Within the sect, Spirit Artifact Peak was famed for handling all manner of spirit artifact affairs.

Unfortunately, among the personal disciples of the previous three generations, not one had come from Spirit Artifact Peak. This gap in talent had inevitably caused Spirit Artifact Peak to decline considerably compared to its former days.

Even so, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. What Spirit Artifact Peak had always lacked were talented disciples; its inheritance itself had never been severed.

When it came to forging, lacking famous masters and senior figures to guide them hand in hand might have left them slightly inferior to certain top artifact-refining sects. But merely repairing spirit artifacts was still a piece of cake for them, more than within their capabilities.

Cradling his spirit sword, Shen Yuxi hurried to the Bone Replacement Hall on Spirit Artifact Peak. He did not demand that it be restored to its former toughness; getting it back to seventy or eighty percent would be