Parrot took one look and said:
"This is a Sword in the Stone. It can grow on its own. Though its Sword Ring is somewhat damaged, bury it underground for a while and it'll restore its Ring-shaped Hilt Guard by itself."
Xu Yuan nodded.
An expert!
The Core Spirit of Yanmen really was the real deal.
"Then how long do I need to bury it?" Xu Yuan asked.
"Three thousand years should do it," Parrot said.
Three thousand years!
This entire universe only had ten days left, and those ten days kept repeating.
At that rate, who knew when it would be ready?
"Isn't there another way?"
Xu Yuan asked.
"Quite a few people have been finding parts for Yanmen in exchange for laws... but I still haven't managed to open my forge," Parrot said thoughtfully.
Parrot looked at Xu Yuan with a hint of resentment.
You're off gallivanting who knows where every day and never help me find parts.
Xu Yuan could only pretend he hadn't noticed. He smiled and said:
"Could the forge repair this Sword Ring?"
"It should be able to. The universe your Sword Ring came from is fairly simple. The things it produces are powerful, but they aren't complicated," Parrot said.
Xu Yuan nodded.
In that case...
Yanmen should have regained its full strength long ago.
I really haven't been very responsible.
But I have too much to do. I can't stay here all the time.
"Don't move," Xu Yuan said.
"What?" Parrot looked at him curiously.
A crown of light suddenly appeared above Xu Yuan's head, and Cycle Field activated.
Countless scenes related to Yanmen surfaced in Xu Yuan's mind.
Soon,
every other scene faded, leaving only the moment the Ancient God had blown Yanmen apart, playing over and over in his mind.
"Found