Chapter 111

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Chapter 111: The Swordsman in Green

A month later, the production line for the Spiritual Energy Armor was completed.

After receiving the notification, Xu Fan arrived at the secret base by the lake. The underground chamber had undergone a complete transformation, and even the original tool puppets had been upgraded by the grape entity to become more streamlined and multifunctional than before.

"The production line is ready; all that’s left is to input spirit ore to start production. We need 2000 sets of artifact-level Spiritual Energy Armor and 800 sets of precious artifact-level Spiritual Energy Armor, and it will take a total of 148 days," the electronic voice reported.

Xu Fan placed a space ring onto the grape entity, and in an instant, the entire production line began to operate.

The grape entity poured the spirit ore into the pre-arranged feeding pits, and the tool puppets began the initial processing steps, followed by fine machining, refining, merging, shaping, and engraving runes.

Everything flowed smoothly, at least in Xu Fan’s eyes.

According to Pang Fu, there are no more than ten commercial associations on the entire Central Continent capable of producing standardized magical treasures.

At that moment, an idea suddenly flashed through Xu Fan’s mind. He remembered the few batches of body-enhancing pills he had made for those 100 kids a while ago. Although it was something that an entry-level alchemist could make, he was the only serious alchemist on Hidden Spirit Island.

"Could we also set up a production line for spirit pills? If we can’t consume them ourselves, we can sell them!" Xu Fan pondered.

"Hey, grape entity, do you think we can automate the spirit pill production line?" Xu Fan asked suddenly.

At this moment, a sound that seemed ready to overheat rang out.

"Master, we can automate the production line, but we can only produce common and medium-grade spirit pills," the grape entity replied.

"Common and medium-grade pills? That could work," Xu Fan mused, understanding the reasons behind it.

Making pills requires spiritual herbs, and even spiritual herbs of the same age have different properties. An alchemist needs to adjust the heat and spells to better blend them with other spiritual herbs.

"Let’s set up the simplest spiritual herb production line soon," Xu Fan said. In the past, he would have given up, but now, to freely pursue his interests in the future, he needed a lot of spirit stones to support that.

Just then, Xu Fan received a message from Xu Yuexian; she sent him a location.

80,000 kilometers northwest of Hidden Spirit Island, Xu Fan saw Xu Yuexian waiting there.

Seeing Xu Yuexian’s excitement, Xu Fan asked, "Did you find something good?"

"Master, guess what I found."

"A small world!"

Before Xu Fan could even guess, Xu Yuexian revealed the answer.

Xu Fan’s eyes sparkled, and he hurriedly asked, "What treasures are in this small world?"

"Um, there aren’t any treasures in there, and the area should be quite small."

"The spiritual energy inside is pretty thin as well."

"But that’s not the main point; the key is that there are people in there—a complete and unified country, the strongest being at the Yuan Dan stage."

After listening to Xu Yuexian, Xu Fan completely lost interest, or rather, he felt he currently lacked the strength to nurture this small world.

"Why are you so excited?" Xu Fan asked curiously. A small world near his sect might only be useful for a large sect but felt rather useless to him.

"Even if it’s not very useful, this is the first small world I’ve discovered; from now on, I’ll be a senior treasure hunter!"

"By the way, being able to find this small world is thanks to your Treasure Hunting Instrument, Master."

"Otherwise, I would never have noticed such a subtle spatial fluctuation," Xu Yuexian said happily.

"Alright, since we’ve found this place, let’s mark it. When I reach the Golden Core Stage and open the bridge to this small world, we can set up a Spirit Gathering Formation to slowly transform it. It might be useful in a few thousand years," Xu Fan said casually. He wasn’t particularly interested in the small world and had no intention of playing any immortal games inside.

After marking the spot, Xu Fan was about to leave when a chilling sword light burst out from the small world, followed by a swordsman in green. The swordsman stood in the void, taking in the differences of this new world.

"Finally, I’ve arrived in the upper realm!" he exclaimed, as if bidding farewell to his old world and embracing a new life.

"Yuexian, what do you think of this guy’s strength?" Xu Fan asked.

"Average. He follows the sword qi path. His power is strong, but his weaknesses are obvious," Xu Yuexian replied.

Just then, the swordsman, Shi Zhan, noticed Xu Fan and Yuexian nearby.

"Friends, is this the Immortal Realm?" Shi Zhan asked, stepping through the air toward them. From his observation, the woman’s strength was on par with his, while the man seemed slightly weaker.

"No, this is the cultivation world," Xu Fan corrected him. "This is the Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake. Head southeast, and you’ll reach the mainland." Without waiting for a thank-you, Xu Fan took Xu Yuexian and returned to Hidden Spirit Island.

People who ascended from small worlds often had some kind of destiny, especially if they were young. Xu Fan didn’t want to get involved with such individuals to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Watching the two quickly disappear into the horizon, Shi Zhan gave an awkward smile. "Are people from the upper realm always this cold?" he muttered. Then, like a bird freed from its cage, he flew off in the direction he had chosen.

Back in the Spiritual Wind Boat, Xu Yuexian asked, "Master, those who break out of small worlds are usually exceptional. Why didn’t we recruit him?"

"I have eyes that can see through fate," Xu Fan lied. "This man has no connection to our Hidden Spirit Sect. Forcing a relationship would only bring misfortune." If it had been an old man, Xu Fan might have found him a comfortable retirement, but someone like Shi Zhan, who seemed like a protagonist from a small world, was different.

"The world is vast. He should explore it. Our little sect can’t accommodate someone like him," Xu Fan thought. He decided that once the spirit stones arrived, he would start setting up the grand formation to protect Hidden Spirit Island. That way, he could hide the entire island and avoid attracting attention from passing cultivators.

Ten days later, Xu Fan was drifting on a makeshift wooden boat in the lake, fishing and enjoying a lazy day. Suddenly, a beam of sword qi light appeared in the distance, heading straight for his boat.

"Ugh, it’s like a persistent ghost," Xu Fan groaned.

The figure landed on his boat—it was Shi Zhan, the green-robed swordsman from before.

"Friend, we meet again. Is there a cultivation sect around here?" Shi Zhan asked politely, bowing with perfect manners.

Hearing this, Xu Fan turned to look at the grand sect gate not far away. "Can’t you see the huge sign?" he thought.