Clearly, Lin Xiao wasn't brave enough to carry out that plan just yet.
However, he had a little idea brewing in his mind—he planned to take his father's beloved farming tools and reforge them to see if he could create a set of powerful farming tools. By then, surely his father wouldn't be angry enough to hit him.
But that was thinking too far ahead. The pressing matter now was a weapon.
Lin Xiao opened the item synthesizer and placed the peachwood branches and spirit stones inside.
After a few breaths, the system's notification chimed:
[Synthesis successful. The item has been delivered to your storage. Please check.]
As expected, Lin Xiao received a peachwood sword.
Even though it was a wooden sword, he was very satisfied. He immediately used the appraisal function on the peachwood sword.
[Peachwood Sword: Full name, Universal Peachwood Sword. It appears to be an ordinary wooden sword, but it actually possesses powerful exorcism properties and is highly effective against demons, monsters, and evil spirits. It is a top-tier Heaven-grade magical weapon. When wielded properly, its power rivals that of most treasures.]
Impressive!
As expected, the system never produced subpar items.
Even a random weapon could turn out to be top-tier Heaven-grade!
Although it was still a magical weapon and not a true treasure, it was already at the pinnacle of its class!
Holding the sword in his hand, Lin Xiao observed it closely. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary peachwood sword. If not for the strong sense of spiritual energy emanating from it, he would never have guessed that it was a top-tier Heaven-grade magical weapon.
Following the same method, he used the remaining two branches to synthesize two more peachwood swords.
Then, he took one of the swords and went to find Liao Pantou.
For the second time that night, Liao Pantou was disturbed while carefully studying the [Tao Yuan Wan Kong Art]. Hearing the knock, he quickly stored the cultivation manual within his soul and resumed sipping the now slightly cooled tea on the table.
He then called out, "Come in."
Seeing Lin Xiao enter, Liao Pantou secretly smirked and cleared his throat before asking,
"Little sect master, why do you keep running to this old man's place in the middle of the night?"
Lin Xiao walked up to the table and raised the peachwood sword in his hand, asking,
"Senior, what do you think of this sword?"
Liao Pantou glanced at the peachwood sword, his tone filled with disdain,
"Why are you showing me a toy wooden sword that kids use for play?"
Lin Xiao was surprised that Liao Pantou couldn't immediately see the sword's grade.
"Senior, can't you tell the grade of this magical weapon?"
"Oh, so it's a magical weapon?" Liao Pantou said nonchalantly. "I'm not a master blacksmith. If the weapon has the ability to conceal its energy fluctuations, it's normal for me not to see through it."
The implication was clear: don't act like I have bad eyesight.
He continued,
"Generally speaking, unless the material used to forge the weapon is particularly good at concealing energy, a blacksmith would have to go to great lengths to inscribe concealment runes on it."
He shook his head,
"But in either case, it's a waste to use such methods on a magical weapon. If you have flawless materials or a blacksmith capable of inscribing concealment runes, it would be better to forge a treasure instead..."
Before he could finish, Lin Xiao pushed the peachwood sword into his hand and asked,
"Senior, what do you think of this sword?"
Liao Pantou weighed the peachwood sword in his hand, raising his eyebrows in surprise.
"Well now, it's quite something for a newly established cultivator like you to possess a top-tier Heaven-grade magical weapon."
Lin Xiao asked,
"Do you think this wooden sword will suit us?"
Liao Pantou nodded,
"For me, it's nothing special. But for you Foundation Establishment and Qi Refinement kids, it's quite a rare and excellent weapon."
"Moreover, this wooden sword is great for you guys. From its appearance alone, no one else would guess its grade unless they held it. It's perfect for low-level cultivators like you." Liao Pantou handed the peachwood sword back to Lin Xiao.
"Below the Golden Core stage, a top-tier Heaven-grade magical weapon like this is considered a treasure. Make good use of it. When you no longer need it, you can pass it on to your disciples."
Lin Xiao nodded and stored the sword in his inventory.
With this, he planned to gather more peachwood branches to equip the other sect members with swords.
Besides Liao Pantou and Xiao Luan, he still needed eight more...
Lin Xiao thought about the massive Ten-Mile Peach Blossom Tree and figured it should be able to withstand a bit more pruning.
Thus, by the end of the night, eight more branches were taken from the Ten-Mile Peach Blossom Tree, and the Lingxian Sect now had eight more peachwood swords.
The next morning, when Jiang Youfu ascended the mountain, he paused at the sight of the peach blossom tree and asked Iron Head,
"Does it look like the peach blossom tree has gotten a bit balder?"
Iron Head scratched the back of his head, examined the tree they passed by every day, and replied,
"Doesn't look any different to me."
Jiang Youfu stroked his belly and nodded,
"Maybe I overate last night and it's affecting my vision."
With that, the two continued on to the cultivation room, beginning their day of practice.
Meanwhile, in the bustling streets of the capital of Pusi Country, an elderly man sat by a window in a busy teahouse. He was Song Jusheng, an Outer Sect Elder from the Shangyang Sect, stationed in the capital this year.
Having just arrived in the capital today, he hadn't yet gone to his assigned post. Instead, he took a tour around the city. When he came across the city's most popular teahouse, Drunken Dreams Teahouse, its grandeur caught his eye. Not having experienced the mundane world in years, he decided to indulge.
Despite the name, Drunken Dreams Teahouse didn't just sell tea. There were also performances—songs and dances. The most intriguing part was that the waitstaff were all young maidens.
Yet, this place wasn't as straightforward as a brothel. If you treated the girls too harshly, they would cry for help.
This veiled allure was precisely what made the teahouse so captivating.
With a delicate young girl attending him and the fragrant tea in his hand, it seemed almost intoxicating, like wine.
Song Jusheng felt immensely content.
No wonder the other elders didn't mind taking on the task of guarding the mortal realm. As long as they carried the token granted by the royal city, they could enjoy all the pleasures this world had to offer.
Though, as cultivators, the mortal realm's authority held little sway over them. The token from the royal city was more symbolic than necessary. After all, if they wanted to do something, there was little the mortal royal family could do to stop them.
However, the royal family of Pusi Country was supported by the three great sects: the Shangyang Sect, the Qinghe Sect, and the Yanyun Sect. If one sect disregarded the royal authority too much, the other two wouldn't stand by idly. After all, Pusi Country could be considered the mortal foundation of these three sects.
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