While Lin Mu was helping out Jing Wei and Jing Luo in the forge, he didn't know that out in the Xiaofan world, sinister currents had started to churn.
At an unknown location in the southern part of the Great Zhou Empire, certain individuals were gathering up.
~rustle~ rustle~
The trees rustled as the night breeze blew through them while a group of individuals dressed in dark robes stood under them. It was unknown what the goal of these individuals was, but from their eyes that were revealed under their masks, a cold feeling could be perceived.
They were hard to see in the darkness and unless one was close to them, no one would be able to tell that they were hiding there.
~WHOOSH~
The dark robed individuals waited until something passed over their heads.
"There," One of them whispered. "Follow that man."
With the order given, all the dark robed individuals ran behind the person who had just flown past them. If it were not for the cover of the night and the distance between the two parties being rather wide, the man flying in the sky would have sensed them.
The dark robed individuals continued following the flying man for about three hours before they finally stopped.
"This is enough." The leader of the dark robed individuals spoke.
"Should we get a closer look? We don't know how much further their sect is hidden." One of the dark robed men asked.
"No… Look," The leader pointed towards a specific tree.
The dark robed men looked towards the tree and their spirit senses probed it. After a few seconds, they gasped.
"No wonder they are so hidden… there are multiple formation arrays of the same kind layered." The dark robed man muttered.
"Indeed, if we went any further, we would have been detected." The leader replied.
"Alright. Time to inform the lord." The other dark robed man stated before taking out a communication jade slip.
…
At the headquarters of the Gu Legion, a bald man with a beard and darker skin sat in a meditative position.
Concentric circles of runes glowed beneath him as a dark red energy floated around him. The dark red energy would circulate around his body for a few seconds, then pour into his body before leaving it a few seconds later.
This cycle would continue without a stop until finally the bald man woke up.
"Mm?" The man took out a communication jade slip from his robes.
"Lord Gu Yao… we found it." A message was heard.
As soon as the man heard it, a smile appeared on his face.
"Ahahah! You've hidden quite well all this time... Noon Grass sect, but no more. I'll start the culling from your sect first. You've already created enough problems for us…" Gu Yao laughed.
He stood up and walked out of the hall he was sitting in till now. There were ten men waiting for him outside, ready to take his orders.
"Prepare your men. It is time to attack." Gu Yao spoke.
"As you wish, my lord. And the other sects, we increase the suppression?" One of the men replied.
"Yes, time to use a few of our trump cards." Gu Yao stated.
"It shall be done." The men saluted with cupped hands before leaving.
Once they were gone, Gu Yao stared at the empty starless sky while his eyes glowed in dark.
"Soon… all will fall."
…
Back in the War Castle Jing, the process of the forging was almost coming to an end.
~SHUA~
Flames kept on coming out of Little Shrubby's mouth and heated the long piece of metal that laid on an anvil.
"Just a bit more… we are almost a the end." Jing Wei spoke.
"HAA… Ha…. Ha… Never thought it would tire me out this much." Jing Luo said, while trying to catch his breath.
His clothes were drenched in sweat and were stuck to his body.
~CLANG~
The sound of a metal contained shifting could be heard as Lin Mu lifted up what looked like a large barrel.
"It's indeed rather intensive, though it is to be expected with an Immortal weapon." Lin Mu agreed.
"You aren't even tired, are you though?" Jing Luo asked, seeing Lin Mu, who was the same as when they had started the entire process before.
His robes were completely fine, and he wasn't sweating like Jing Luo and Jing Wei were either.
"I can go on for a while more." Lin Mu replied, making Jing Luo a bit jealous.
While he had said that he could work for over a month without stopping with his cultivation base, he hadn't realized just how strenuous forging an Immortal Weapon was like.
His spirit Qi was being drained rather quickly with all the tasks he had to do. Only Lin Mu could keep up with the continuous drain, as he was also replenishing it at the same rate. So overall, there was barely any difference for him.
"Come on now, focus. This is the last part," Jing Wei said, as he hammered the blade of the sword.
The blade didn't have an edge yet, but a faint energy could be felt coming from it already.
This sword was going to be a pure forging type of an Immortal Weapon, since neither of them would be able to inscribe the formation arrays needed for the other two types. Doing that would require them to be at the Immortal Realm themselves or need very complex formation arrays that they couldn't make.
Plus with the restrained amount of resources, they couldn't waste any either.
The requirements for all the resources were very high for an Immortal Weapon and despite the fact that Lin Mu and Jing Luo had a lot of them, the quantity of the grade of resources they needed was very low.
So much so that they could only attempt this all only once.
"Now!" Jing Wei shouted and Lin Mu poured the barrel full of molten metal over the base sword blade.
