I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

The door opened.

"You're here?"

Shen Tian blew away the floating tea leaves and stepped aside to make way for him.

That matter-of-fact attitude made Zhang Yue, who was following behind Lei Wanshan, twitch his eyelids twice.

That kid.

They actually put on quite a convincing act.

Lei Wanshan didn't feel anything was wrong; in fact, he was a little flattered.

He hurriedly nodded and bowed as he squeezed through the door, like a primary school student handing in homework to a teacher.

"Master Shen, this is all I have left."

With a loud clang.

The heavy black and gold box was placed on the coffee table.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Wanshan reluctantly took off the giant horse-slaying sword from his back.

The blade is dark purple all over, with faint lightning crackling around it.

S-Rank Battle Blade - [Thunder Prison].

This was Lei Wanshan's old partner, the one he relied on to make a name for himself, and his greatest asset in fighting the beast tide.

"Master Shen."

Lei Wanshan stroked the blade, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"This knife has been with me for ten years. Although the material is not as good as the top-grade divine artifacts you used in the Heavenly Crafts Bureau, the 'Deep Sea Thunder Stone' inside is something I collected for a long time."

As he spoke, he opened the black and gold box.

A deep blue light instantly filled the entire room.

A fist-sized, deep blue mineral with lightning patterns on its surface lay quietly inside, radiating a chilling energy fluctuation.

Zhang Yue stood aside, staring at the stone, his heart bleeding.

Several fourth-tier martial artists died trying to get their hands on this thing!

Now they're just going to hand it over to some greenhorn to squander?

"The materials are good."

Shen Tian glanced at it and nodded slightly.

Zhang Yue hardened his fist.

Pack!

Keep installing!

This is a deep-sea thunderstone!

Even in a place as wealthy as Tianyun City, it would definitely be considered a rare treasure!

You're a kid who's not even twenty years old, have you ever seen this thing before?

Lei Wanshan breathed a sigh of relief.

In his view, for a top genius like Shen Tian, ​​who has seen the world, to say "not bad" is already a very high compliment.

"Um... Master Shen."

Lei Wanshan rubbed his hands together and cautiously probed.

"I know that the materials are a bit meager, not as impressive as those of Master Guhe."

"Therefore I am not greedy."

"If you can help me upgrade it to a low-grade spiritual weapon... or even a quasi-spiritual weapon, I will be satisfied."

After all, even a skilled cook can't cook without rice.

With the material limits set, Lei Wanshan dared not ask for too much.

Shen Tian put down his teacup and lightly flicked the cold blade of the Thunder Prison.

Clang—!

A crisp slash echoed through the room.

"Low-grade spiritual soldier?"

Shen Tian glanced at Lei Wanshan with a half-smile.

"Brother Lei, are you looking down on me, or on the little bit of wealth you've accumulated?"

Lei Wanshan was taken aback.

"what?"

Shen Tian didn't offer much explanation.

He picked up the two-hundred-pound battle sword with ease, as if it were a fire poker.

Don't worry.

"Now that I've agreed to help, I won't ruin my reputation."

"I will make this knife worthy of the name 'Thunder Prison'."

These words were spoken casually.

But to Zhang Yue, it was utterly audacious!

Does it even deserve a name?

who do you think You Are?

Even if Master Guhe himself were here, he wouldn't dare say such a thing!

Zhang Yue took a deep breath, just about to expose the young man's "lie" and teach him a lesson on what humility is.

Woo-woo-woo-woo!

Just then.

A piercing air raid siren suddenly blared over the fortress without warning.

It pierced through the thick walls in an instant and entered everyone's eardrums.

Level One Combat Alert!

A beast horde is attacking the city!

The atmosphere in the room froze instantly.

The honest smile on Lei Wanshan's face vanished instantly, replaced by an intense, unyielding aura of menace.

"They're here!"

Lei Wanshan said in a deep voice.

Zhang Yue's expression also changed, and the sarcastic remarks he had prepared were instantly swallowed back down.

He was an extremely responsible town garrison commander.

At this critical juncture, personal grudges must take a back seat.

"Walk!"

Zhang Yue gave a low shout and turned to rush out.

As the commander, he had to appear on the city wall as soon as possible to stabilize the morale of the troops.

Lei Wanshan didn't waste any words.

He gave Shen Tian a deep look, then clasped his hands in a respectful bow.

The movements were clean and efficient, carrying a sense of decisiveness.

"Master Shen, the situation at the front is critical, so I won't keep you company with this chat."

"The lives and fortunes of three million people in Fengcheng are all tied to this battle."

"My knife..."

Lei Wanshan paused, his gaze falling on the [Thunder Prison] sword that Shen Tian had casually placed on the coffee table.

"I'm counting on you!"

"Once you've finished, please give a shout and have any soldier bring it to me."

Done.

He resolutely turned around and strode towards the door.

only……

I just went out.

Zhang Yue, who had been being pulled along, suddenly stopped.

Zhang Yue gripped Lei Wanshan's arm tightly, his eyes wide.

"Old Lei, wait a minute!"

Lei Wanshan turned around with a puzzled look: "What's wrong? Do you want me to carry you over too?"

"Carry my ass!"

Zhang Yue pointed at the knife on the coffee table, his voice trembling.

"Are you fucking stupid?"

"That's your main weapon!"

"That Earth-Splitting Demon Ape might be waiting for you outside the city!"

"You've left the knife here, what are you going to use to fight it? Your big face to take its big club?!"

Zhang Yue was going crazy.

What kind of magical operation is this?

Although he doesn't know much about weapon making, he still has the most basic common sense, right?

How can you make weapons in just a few minutes?

That would take at least three days and three nights!

Some even take ten days to half a month!

The beast tide has now reached our doorstep.

Lei Wanshan, the strongest fighter in Fengcheng, actually chose to hand over his weapon for upgrading at this critical juncture?

This is like two armies facing off, and the general suddenly throws away his gun.

What the hell is this if not suicide?!

"Take the knife! Can't you raise it later?"

Zhang Yue was sweating profusely and was about to rush over to take the knife back.

however.

A large hand gripped his shoulder tightly, like an iron clamp.

Lei Wanshan stood in front of him and shook his head.

"Old Zhang, you don't understand."

Zhang Yue laughed in exasperation:

"I don't understand? I freaking don't understand why you'd be so desperate as to commit suicide!"

"It's too late."

Lei Wanshan looked at the rising smoke outside the window, his eyes resolute.

"There's still time."

"You're betting the entire city's lives on this little brat?"

"What else?"

Lei Wanshan grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

"I carried him back home, who else should I trust?"

Done.

He chuckled.

Lei Wanshan gave Zhang Yue no further chance to refute.

He grabbed the still bewildered town lord, smashed open the gate, and rushed out.

In the corridor.

You can still faintly hear Zhang Yue's devastating roar.

"Lei Wanshan! You son of a bitch!"

"Three days! Even the fastest weapon-forging master would need three days!"

"What are you going to use to last three days? You'd be lucky if you could last three hours!"

"I don't care! Go find your own death, don't drag me down with you!"

"Don't worry, Lao Zhang, we'll make it, absolutely!"

"In time, my foot! Did you go to Tianyun City to get your brain fixed up?!"

The sound gradually faded into the distance.

Until they completely disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The room returned to silence.

Shen Tian put down his teacup.

three days?

That applies to ordinary people.

"Is it too late...?"

Shen Tian stood up, stretched, and his bones crackled and popped.

He lifted the heavy Thunder Prison battle blade with one hand.

Then he looked at the deep-sea thunderstone in the box, which was flashing with lightning.

A golden flame was burning fiercely between his brows.

The fire of the spirit, upon contact with two materials.

In my mind.

The system notification sound rang out.

[Consume kill points to immediately upgrade weapon?]

[Currently, 10000 kill points can be consumed to upgrade to a low-grade spirit weapon]

[Currently, 20000 kill points can be consumed to upgrade to a mid-grade spirit weapon]

Shen Tian's eyes instantly sharpened.

"Since you trust me so much."

"Then I'll give you a surprise."

"after all……"

Shen Tian looked out the window at the billowing smoke and licked his lips.

"I'm in a hurry to harvest the韭菜 (leeks, a metaphor for exploiting people) too."

next second.

The room was bathed in golden light!