High Martial Arts: From Mechanic to Sword Immortal

Chapter 111 Unlocks the Sword Nurturing Chapter!

The next morning.

Han Feng was awakened by a series of urgent notification sounds from his personal terminal.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and swiped the screen.

[Ding! Your Golden Harvest Farm emergency support mission bonus reward has been credited to your account: Contribution Points: +20000.]

[Ding! Your city defense system's cooperative defense sequence authentication has been updated.]

Based on your overall performance in the "Golden Harvest Farm Beast Tide Incident" and the "Blood Feeding Cult Eradication Operation," your official pilot rating has been upgraded to: Defense Sequence One, Gold Nine Stars (the highest non-professional rank).

(Special Note: To be promoted to the "Game Collector" or higher professional rank, you need to pass specific assessment tasks.)

20,000 contribution points.

For ordinary students, this is a huge sum of money that they can squander for months.

Han Feng merely glanced at it, his heart remaining completely unmoved.

All his current wealth combined is still less than half the amount needed to buy even the cheapest "Hyena-7" fighter jet.

There's never enough money.

He skillfully opened the academy's internal resource exchange page and directly searched for "intermediate recovery potion".

He didn't even frown when he saw the glaring price of 300 contribution points per item.

With a few taps of your finger, the quantity instantly reaches one hundred.

Thirty thousand contribution points vanished in an instant.

"Holy crap! Han Feng, you little brat, you went to rob a bank vault?"

A loud, boisterous voice came from the doorway; it was Gao Fei, who had just returned from fooling around outside.

He happened to see Han Feng's actions, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

No way.

Han Feng didn't even look up, and said indifferently, "It's all hard-earned money."

Gao Fei immediately came over, a lewd smile on his face, and whispered furtively.

"Old Han, you just made a windfall, you must need a lot of consumables like potions, right?"

"I have an insider connection, Rhino brand, the market price is 300, I'll give you 280, isn't that a good deal?"

Han Feng glanced at him, said nothing, and simply turned his terminal screen towards him.

The payment success page was clearly displayed on the screen.

In the unit price column, a bright red number stands out: 210.

The note in small print reads: "A-level talent rating enjoys a 30% discount."

Gao Fei's smile froze instantly.

It felt like my whole being had been put on pause.

"Never mind what I said."

He sullenly retreated to his bed, and after a long while, he finally couldn't help but mutter a sour remark.

"Holy crap! So what if you have A-level talent?"

"—Amazing, absolutely amazing—"

Han Feng ignored his roommate's nagging.

He stored all one hundred vials of medicine in the one cubic meter of storage space provided by the system, changed into a brand-new C-level training uniform, and walked straight out of the school.

For cultivation, one must go to a place where one can completely unleash their potential.

Outer city, aircraft graveyard.

The familiar smell of tar and rust wafted over.

Grandpa Sun was still sprawled out on the creaking rattan chair, his face covered with a yellowed newspaper, looking languid and motionless.

Han Feng walked to the table and gently tapped the surface with his knuckles.

Grandpa Sun lifted the newspaper, his cloudy eyes flickered, and when he saw it was Han Feng, his eyelids drooped again.

He asked weakly, "Again?"

"Yes, rent a plane." Han Feng nodded.

"The usual rules?"

"No."

Han Feng shook his head.

"This time, we're renting out travel packages."

"6

As soon as he finished speaking, Grandpa Sun sat up straight in his rattan chair, a glint of light flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

"A peregrine falcon?"

"That thing isn't cheap; it costs 3,000 contribution points per hour, no questions asked."

"I know."

Grandpa Sun looked him up and down again, marveling at him.

"Well done, kid. You've upgraded your equipment in just a few days."

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"Okay, follow me."

He led Han Feng toward a relatively well-preserved hangar.

Deep inside the hangar, a red and white Peregrine fighter jet was quietly parked. It was the same model of spare aircraft that Han Feng had flown over during the Sharp Sword Club's assessment.

[Ding! Target detected: Low-grade magic weapon - Peregrine Falcon]

[After binding, the efficiency of sword flight and body tempering cultivation increases by 100%]

"Same as always, fly for how long, then come back to settle the bill."

Grandpa Sun waved his hand, turned around and lay back down in his rattan chair to continue sunbathing.

Han Feng nimbly boarded the plane and skillfully started the engine.

With a tremendous roar, the silver-white "Peregrine Falcon" soared into the sky, tearing through the clouds.

This time, Han Feng did not immediately begin those crazy extreme maneuvers.

He simply flew steadily, while simultaneously circulating the "Mastery" level of Sword Control Technique within his body.

A strange feeling spread from his limbs and bones to the entire fighter jet.

His "proficient" sword control technique allows him to control the plane as if it were his own arm.

At this moment, his "proficient" sword control technique made him feel that the plane was becoming an extension of his body, a steel extension organ.

Every slight tremor of the wing, every pulse of the engine, was clearly felt deep within his senses.

Just then, a massive torrent of information from the "skill initiation" exploded in his mind.

Those previously vague concepts became incredibly clear at this moment, firmly imprinted in his mind.

[Upgraded to Mastery of Sword Control Technique, obtained advanced method: Sword Nurturing Chapter]

The "Sword Cultivation Manual" is divided into two methods: "Nurturing" and "Refining".

[Nurturing: Nourishing the sword body with one's own essence, energy, and spirit can enhance its spirituality and improve resonance.]

[Refinement: By strengthening the sword body with specific methods and materials, or by inscribing runes with one's own blood and spiritual power, new properties can be bestowed upon it.]

"So that's how it is..."

Han Feng muttered to himself, his eyes blazing with intense light.

He decided to start with the most basic "cultivation".

He carefully mobilized a pure stream of vital energy.

Instead of being forcefully poured into the entire blade as before, it is guided to flow along the energy pathways of the blade.

At the same time, he activated [Spiritual Vision].

In his view, the old, dim psionic circuits inside the "Peregrine" were full of stagnation and blockage.

As energy flows through it, it is bumpy and stumbling, accompanied by a great deal of dissipation and loss.

The energy and blood he infused into the energy channels gradually cleaned and cleared away the "impurities" that had accumulated in those energy pathways.

The previously sluggish energy flow became visibly smoother.

Although the effect is minimal, it is indeed effective!

Han Feng's spirits lifted, and he increased his investment of energy and blood without hesitation.

An hour later.

After he "washed" the entire psionic trunk of the aircraft, he clearly felt that the dilapidated "Peregrine" had changed.

The joystick is more responsive, and the engine noise is lower.

[Ding! You have nurtured the low-grade magic artifact "Youji", slightly enhancing its spiritual power.]

You have mastered the skill: Sword Condensation Technique (Beginner 0/1000)

Become!

Han Feng suppressed his overwhelming joy and turned his gaze to the more profound realm of refining.

The text on refining rituals mentions that one can use divine thought as a pen and vital energy as ink to temporarily construct runes on magical artifacts.

This is a completely different level of technology from the modern industrial method he used in the project team, which involved physical carving on metal with psionic engraving tools.

One is to seek external things.

One is to look inward for answers.

"Try the simplest sturdiness rune."

Han Feng chose the bulletproof glass in the cockpit that was covered in scratches.

His previous study of "Basic Rune Arrays," which he had mastered to a proficient level, immediately came flooding back to him.

He already knew the structure of the "Sturdy" rune by heart, but he never thought he could implement it in this way.

He mobilized his vital energy and, following the complex patterns of the "Solid" rune from his memory, began to "draw" them on the glass with his mental power.

The first attempt failed.

The Qi and Blood were only halfway built up when they suddenly collapsed, wasting more than fifty points out of thin air.

The second attempt failed.

If a single node in the pattern is drawn incorrectly, the energy will immediately clash and dissipate into nothingness.

Despite failing more than ten times in a row, Han Feng was not discouraged; instead, his eyes grew brighter and his focus became more intense.

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This requires extremely precise mental control, to an abnormal degree.

Fortunately, he had a deep enough understanding of the underlying principles of runes.

With each failure, he could instantly analyze the cause: whether it was unstable energy output or a faulty node structure.

Knowing not only what it is, but also why it is, makes learning much more efficient.

Finally, on the twentieth attempt.

As the last stroke was made, the tiny rune formed from the power of qi and blood suddenly lit up with a fleeting glimmer of light before disappearing completely into the glass, vanishing without a trace.

Become!

[Ding! You have successfully constructed the "Sturdy" rune.]

You have mastered the skill: Rune Construction (Beginner 1/1000)