Chapter 186: Weapon Refining (Part 1)

The lighthouse in the small town was one of a series of lighthouses set along the coastline. Due to the town’s strategically important location, the government erected a large lighthouse here primarily to guide ships navigating the ocean.

The lighthouse was located on a cliff ten kilometers south of the town. Being far from the town and removed from modern life, the townspeople were unwilling to work there.

It had already been six days since Mu Lin arrived at the lighthouse. Here, aside from a telephone for contacting the outside world, there were no entertainment facilities. Only when he first arrived did the town mayor and Jacques visit him a few times. However, as everyone had their own work to do, visitors became fewer and fewer.

Mu Lin was temporarily unwilling to leave this place. The ambush by the Y government made him realize his inadequacies—not only in power, but also in combat experience. If he had a powerful weapon, he could quickly defeat enemies and extricate himself from danger.

Reflecting on his near-death experience and the enemy’s resolute determination, Mu Lin felt he must forge a set of unique weapons to face increasingly powerful adversaries. Although the Y government suffered a setback this time, he had always been forced to fight back. Wasn’t it because they relied on their powerful nation to scheme against him? If he possessed sufficient strength to deter them, even if they were given courage, they wouldn’t dare to strike him from the shadows.

The lighthouse received supplies from the town weekly, and otherwise, very few people came here. After seeing off the supply truck, Mu Lin set up a Mixed Yuan Formation around the lighthouse to ensure he wouldn’t be disturbed.

After closing all the doors and windows, Mu Lin first began his daily routine of cultivation. Although he had been unconscious for more than three months in the hospital, major meridians had been cleared. However, many meridians still needed to be unblocked, which was also why he urgently needed to find a quiet place.

When Mu Lin awoke from his meditation, it was already night outside. He extended his spiritual sense outward and found nothing unusual. He then took out the sword from his ring—the same one that had nearly cost him his life. This was the first time he had drawn the sword since seizing it.

It was a greatsword, identical in design to those used by medieval European knights. The blade was simple and unadorned, with a plain hilt and no extra embellishments. This was the greatsword that had nearly taken his life.

Mu Lin did not immediately probe the sword with his spiritual sense or divine consciousness. He clearly remembered how easily his protective energy had been cut through by this blade. At that time, he had distinctly felt the immense power contained within this sword. He certainly did not want the sword’s powerful energy to damage his temporary refuge before he had fully understood its secrets.

Mu Lin first carefully examined the sword. It should be an offensive magical artifact of European origin. According to their forging capabilities, it was unlikely to contain any hidden markings that he could not detect.

Finally, at the hilt’s end, Mu Lin noticed some carved patterns. So this was how they concealed their artifacts. With such an ordinary appearance, the element of surprise could be achieved when suddenly unleashing a powerful attack.

Mu Lin quickly stepped out of the lighthouse. He planned to study the patterns carved on the sword in detail outside and test its actual power, so he could prepare suitable countermeasures for future encounters with similar artifacts.

The dark night was the best cover for Mu Lin. Arriving at the seashore, he gripped the greatsword with both hands and slowly infused it with his inner energy. Within the range of his spiritual perception, Mu Lin saw a stream of energy slowly extending from the sword’s tip. This was a cutting-type energy, somewhat similar to modern laser weapons, but without the obvious visibility of laser beams.

The more energy he poured in, the thicker and longer the energy stream from the sword’s tip became. When he poured in all his strength, the energy stream extended over one hundred meters. With a casual slash at the sea surface, it instantly split the sea open, revealing gray-black rocks at the seabed. The rocks were also sliced, creating a deep trench. When Mu Lin withdrew his energy, seawater quickly rushed back, covering the trench.

This allowed Mu Lin to estimate the strength of the person who had wielded the sword that day—their power was merely equivalent to about twenty percent of his own. Yet even someone with just twenty percent of his power had nearly cost him his life under specific circumstances. If he had possessed such an artifact at that time, those warships would never have posed any threat. For the first time, Mu Lin truly felt the power of magical artifacts; for the first time, he felt a strong desire to forge his own powerful artifacts.

With meticulous attention, Mu Lin’s divine consciousness began to penetrate the outer protective layer, following the patterns on the hilt and extending inward. His goal was to uncover the secret behind this artifact’s ability to unleash such immense energy—even if it meant destroying the sword itself.

Among the manuals on forging artifacts that Mu Lin had collected, there was no record of artifacts with such properties. Even among the offensive artifacts he had gathered, none possessed such characteristics. This artifact should be a unique type exclusive to the Western world, with a forging method and formation techniques that were one of a kind.

Therefore, this artifact must be a relatively famous one in the Western world. If he used it, it would surely provoke anger and covetousness from Western cultivators. Although he possessed considerable strength, the old saying goes, “Too many ants can kill an elephant.” Facing relentless Western cultivators who would never give up, could he really resort to mass killings?

The answer was definitely no! Behind these cultivators were various governments with whom they were connected. If, in the future, different governments pressured his family and friends, how would he handle the situation? Perhaps he would no longer have a place to stand in this world.

In that case, he would have to reforging his own artifact. This would allow him to master a new method of artifact forging to pass on to his descendants. Secondly, it would help him avoid the attention of Western cultivators and prevent provoking their collective wrath. This was his current plan.