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Fu Zhu felt a bit gratified seeing that Hulei actually remembered him.
"I didn't expect that we only spent two short days together, yet after such a long time, you still remember me."
"The grudge of humiliation, I will never forget!"
"Truly worthy of being a Warhead of the Borisin; so cultured, speaking as if I saved your life or something."
Fu Zhu just found it amusing. He began fishing things out of his backpack. Seeing Fu Zhu pull items out one by one, Hulei's massive body couldn't help but flinch, and his legs, already clamped tight, squeezed together even harder.
"If you have the ability, put me down, and we'll fight to the death!"
"Am I sick? What good does putting you down do for me? Didn't I say it before? A sandbag should have the self-awareness of a sandbag."
After Fu Zhu set up the workbench, he used the Ambrosial Arbor logs he had chopped down previously to continuously craft the most basic SlashBlade [Wooden Katana]. Using this to farm [Proud Soul Fragments] was one of the most convenient methods. Although it could only farm the lowest level of fragments, the materials were cheap.
He still had nearly ten thousand Ambrosial Arbor logs left in his backpack, all remnants from the many events he had experienced.
After crafting a [Wooden Katana], Fu Zhu turned his head to look at Huaiyan, who was standing to the side with his hands behind his back. After a moment of thought, he asked, "Old Yan, can you do me a favor?"
Huaiyan hadn't expected there to be something for him to do, so he nodded. "What does my young friend need me to do?"
Fu Zhu picked up a [Wooden Katana] from the ground and handed it to Huaiyan. "Just use this [Wooden Katana] to keep hacking at Hulei until it breaks."
Huaiyan took the [Wooden Katana] and looked it over. He couldn't see anything special about this blade; it was purely carved from wood. It would make a decent toy for children.
Although he couldn't see what was special about the [Wooden Katana], Huaiyan still nodded. Taking the blade, he slashed directly at Hulei in front of him.
It was clearly made of wood, yet this slash still left a deep gash on Hulei's chest.
The sharpness of the [Wooden Katana] surprised Huaiyan slightly, and he continued to hack.
Hulei let out muffled groans from time to time, glaring furiously at Fu Zhu.
This detestable human! He tortured me for so long, and now he actually called over an old man who looks like he can't even walk steadily to hack at me together? Is he looking down on me?!
After a few slashes, the [Wooden Katana] in Huaiyan's hand suddenly snapped. At the moment it broke, a pink crystal suddenly dropped to the ground, while the wooden blade in his hand didn't leave even a speck of sawdust behind.
Somewhat surprised, Huaiyan bent down to pick up the pink crystal. As soon as it entered his hand, he uncontrollably fell into an illusion. In this illusion, he seemed to repeat the action of holding the [Wooden Katana] and swinging it just now. It wasn't until the entire sequence was replayed that he exited the illusion.
"Is this the [Proud Soul Fragment] you spoke of, Young Friend Fu Zhu?"
Huaiyan looked at the [Proud Soul Fragment] in his hand with some pleasant surprise. He finally understood what Fu Zhu meant by "the memory of a martial artist." He hadn't expected this tiny crystal to be capable of recording the movements of his swing.
Then wouldn't that mean if he used some sword techniques while wielding the [Wooden Katana] earlier, the dropped [Proud Soul Fragment] would also record those sword techniques?
Fu Zhu guessed Huaiyan's thoughts. While crafting *[Wooden Katana]*s, he answered, "Old Yan, if I'm not guessing wrong, are you wondering if the [Proud Soul Fragment] can record the sword techniques of others? My answer is yes. Both Yanqing and I learned some other sword techniques by relying on [Proud Soul Fragments]. For example, I've already learned the sword techniques of the Luofu's former Sword Champion, Jingliu."
"Impressive."
Even the knowledgeable Huaiyan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration at this moment.
"Young Friend Fu Zhu, you really are like the rumors say—capable of creating all sorts of miraculous tools."
"You flatter me."
Afterward, Fu Zhu continuously crafted *[Wooden Katana]*s for Huaiyan to use, while Huaiyan took them and tried using different sword techniques to strike Hulei, then picked up the new [Proud Soul Fragments] to view the illusions inside.
Just as Fu Zhu said, depending on the sword technique used, the technique recorded in the illusion would change accordingly.
This novelty sparked a long-lost interest in Huaiyan. He swung the sword with even more vigor. Fu Zhu also worked hard making *[Wooden Katana]*s to repair the [Yamato].
There was only one wolf at the scene who was very dissatisfied with the current situation.
Hulei glared at the two of them with gnashed teeth, cursing loudly from time to time, only to let out a muffled groan moments later because of the [Sheep F*cker Machine] behind him, followed by clamping his legs tight.
He suddenly felt like thanking the Ten-Lords Commission for not letting him eat during these hundreds of years. Otherwise, he feared a scene even more humiliating than the current one would have occurred.
Huaiyan was focused on swinging the sword, but Hulei cursing from the side occasionally annoyed him a bit.
"The Borisin are hateful enough, but must you be so noisy? How about you obediently shut your mouth?"
Just as Hulei wanted to curse again, his mouth was directly sealed by Huaiyan using a technique. He could no longer utter a curse and could only let out muffled groans from time to time.
Two *[System Hour]*s later.
Fu Zhu glanced at the pile of [Proud Soul Fragments] on the ground. After a quick count in his head, he confirmed the quantity was about enough, so he stopped Huaiyan.
"Old Yan, you can stop now. The number of fragments is sufficient."
Hearing this, Huaiyan stopped his hand and watched curiously as Fu Zhu collected the fragments all over the ground into his [Backpack].
"Young Friend Fu Zhu, next is repairing the [Yamato], right? What do you plan to do?"
"Just watch and you'll see."
Fu Zhu took out the few remaining iron blocks he had and placed two *[Iron Anvil]*s on the ground. Then, he took the excess [Proud Soul Fragments] and crafted [Proud Soul Iron Ingots] with iron ingots, subsequently upgrading them tier by tier.
The Glory Value required for the SlashBlade could be increased by placing the blade in the [Iron Anvil] and fusing it with Proud Soul materials. However, the number of times each tier of Proud Soul material could be used was limited, and the Glory Value provided also differed. Aside from the highest-tier Proud Soul Orb, which could be fused with the SlashBlade indefinitely, others were too expensive, so they weren't within Fu Zhu's consideration.
Subsequently, Fu Zhu placed the [Yamato] into the [Iron Anvil] and began to gradually use [Proud Soul Fragments], [Proud Soul Iron Ingots], and so on to repair it.
Huaiyan stood to the side, staring unblinkingly as Fu Zhu placed the blade on the anvil and began repairing it with the fragments. With every repair, Huaiyan could feel the power contained within that blade rising continuously.
Not long after, the [Yamato] was completely repaired.
[True Yamato]
"Hmm?"
Seeing the name of the repaired item, Fu Zhu frowned suspiciously. This was somewhat different from the [Yamato] he had seen in the SlashBlade mod before.
In the SlashBlade mod, after the [Yamato] was repaired, the correct name should be the SlashBlade called [Yamato], not [True Yamato].
"Young Friend Fu Zhu, what's wrong?"
Huaiyan noticed Fu Zhu's furrowed brows and asked.
"The [Yamato] seems a bit different from what I remember."
"Hmm?" This made Huaiyan involuntarily tense up. he was looking forward to seeing what kind of divine weapon the repaired [Yamato] would be—there absolutely couldn't be any problems!
"Did something go wrong?"
"It's not really a problem, just... some things are a bit different..."
Fu Zhu held the [True Yamato] and began to carefully examine its various information through the [JEI Item Management Mod].
[True Yamato]
[SA: Dimension Slash]
[Trait: Separation]
[Enchantments: Thorns, Feather Falling V, Power V, Punch II]
Separation?
Seeing the new term appearing in the name as a trait, Fu Zhu was somewhat surprised. And if he remembered correctly, in its own game, the special effect possessed by the Yamato was precisely separation.
The so-called severing of space was just one application of this trait.
Aside from this, this [True Yamato] had no other differences from the [Yamato] in the SlashBlade mod.
As for why the [Yamato] turned into this appearance, Fu Zhu thought about it and could only attribute it to the fusion of reality. After all, some other items from MC had also developed some other functions due to the fusion of reality.
"Young Friend Fu Zhu?"
Huaiyan, seeing Fu Zhu staring at the [Yamato] in his hand without speaking for a long while, was a bit worried.
Fu Zhu came back to his senses, smiling and waving his hand at Huaiyan to indicate he was fine.
Huaiyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, then stared somewhat nervously at the [Yamato], asking, "So there's no problem with this blade?"
"No, it just became stronger."
Fu Zhu looked at the [Yamato] with some excitement. He slowly drew it from its scabbard. The bright white blade looked somewhat chilling in this dimly lit space.
After the [Yamato] was unsheathed, Fu Zhu held it and tentatively swung it towards the door. Space was instantly sliced open like a sheet of paper, and on the other side of that tear was impressively the Wardance arena Fu Zhu had left not long ago!
He could even see March 7th being directed by Yanqing and Yunli to swing her sword continuously.
Yanqing noticed the movement here. Turning his head to look, he was shocked to find Fu Zhu standing on the opposite side of a spatial rift, smiling and waving at him.
Yanqing rubbed his eyes in a daze. When he opened them again, the scene just now had disappeared.
"Did I hallucinate something?"
"..."
After Fu Zhu closed the spatial passage, he looked at the [Yamato] in his hand with some delight. [True Yamato] truly lived up to its name!
He didn't expect it to inherit the abilities possessed by the Yamato in Devil May Cry as well!
Huaiyan, standing beside Fu Zhu, and the bound Hulei both witnessed this scene. A trace of shock appeared in both of their eyes.
Slicing open space and creating a mobile passage—the Xianzhou Alliance could achieve this ability, but definitely not as easily as Fu Zhu just did.
Huaiyan immediately asked Fu Zhu, "Young Friend Fu Zhu, does this ability of yours have any limits? For example, distance, or the size of the passage and such?"
Fu Zhu didn't answer immediately. Instead, he tried again. Raising his hand, he slashed. A massive spatial rift directly spread across the entire cell, and on the other end of the rift was the incredibly distant Penacony!
Fu Zhu even took a peek inside—this Penacony was still the Penacony of the Dreamscape!
This one slash actually connected two worlds!
Fu Zhu closed the spatial passage under Huaiyan's stunned gaze, then struck again. This time, the opposite side of the sliced rift was the [Nether] in MC.
After this round of experiments, Fu Zhu understood.
This ability of the [Yamato] didn't have many restrictions. At least currently, as long as he knew the coordinates, he could open a spatial passage to any world he had been to. There were no limits on the size of the spatial passage either.
If he wanted to, he could even carve open a spatial rift large enough to let a planet pass through.
After Fu Zhu explained what he had learned to Huaiyan, Huaiyan nearly pulled off several strands of his own beard in shock.
The strategic significance of this ability was massive!
One must know that even if the Astral Express wanted to warp from the Luofu to Penacony, it would take some time. But borrowing Fu Zhu's ability, wanting the Luofu Xianzhou to reach Penacony would take just a few seconds!
These few seconds were only because the Luofu Xianzhou was massive, and passing through the spatial rift consumed time!
"This is truly... formidable."
Huaiyan already didn't know how to express the shock in his heart. Just relying on this point alone, even if the [Yamato] wasn't sharp, it wouldn't matter. It was still one of the strongest blades in the universe!
After playing with it for a while, the smile on the corners of Fu Zhu's mouth couldn't be suppressed. Repairing the [Yamato] had truly given him a massive surprise!
"Old Yan, it's getting late. Shall we head back too?"
Huaiyan nodded. It was indeed getting late.
Fu Zhu then raised his hand and slashed out a spatial passage in front of him using the [Yamato], leading directly to the outside of the prison cell. It wasn't that he didn't want to open a spatial passage directly to the Wardance arena; mainly, their identities were sensitive. Leaving the Shackling Prison required telling the judges.
Otherwise, if those judges discovered the two of them had disappeared from inside the Shackling Prison, wouldn't they be scared to death?
Fu Zhu had just carved out the spatial passage through the cell door. As a result, looking through the passage, they saw a dozen or so sneaky figures standing there. And when those figures found that a spatial passage suddenly opened before their eyes, and an old man and a young man stood on the other end, they were all stunned for a moment.
Fu Zhu and Huaiyan were also stunned upon seeing these dozen Borisin. The former stroked his chin and muttered, "Are you guys... breaking out of prison?"
After a brief moment of being stunned, those dozen Borisin noticed Hulei bound behind Fu Zhu and Huaiyan. Their vertical pupils instantly lit up.
"Warhead, we've come to save you!"
"Charge! Just an old man and a young man—I didn't expect the Shackling Prison's defense force to be this weak! Brothers, take them down! Give them to the Lord Warhead as sacrifices for his rebirth!"
The dozen Borisin howled and charged straight toward Fu Zhu and Huaiyan on the other end of the spatial passage.
Fu Zhu watched them charge over, then waved his hand. The spatial passage instantly closed. The closing space was like an unbreakable sharp blade; in an instant, it sliced these pouncing Borisin in half.
Fu Zhu lifted his foot to stop a rolling wolf head, turned his head, and said to Huaiyan beside him:
"Old Yan, this isn't right, is it? The Shackling Prison isn't so weak that a dozen or so weak Borisin can break in, right?"