Chương 68: War God’s : — Chapter 68 - Cultivation Complete — Crafting Bone Spear, Nurturing Throwing Knives,

After Luo Shuang left, Wang Xian stayed at Tiger Roar Pool. He took the opportunity to keep training Stacking Wave Force at the bottom, adapting to the changes eight Divine Meridians brought to his body. His life force gradually stabilized. Eight Divine Meridians met his strength goals for now. With the Tiger Soul Spirit Core in hand, he wouldn't lack Spirit Malevolence for the remaining twelve meridians either. Without the Crimson Blood Mountain Lord around, training in the core area was pure bliss.

While cultivating, Wang Xian carved bone blades from the Mountain Lord's remains, polishing them day and night with the Bloodthirst Berserker Blade. He was making throwing knives to carry on his person. So he wouldn't run short later. Tiger bones held intense Malevolent Qi. Some bone spurs were razor-sharp. This material beat the three throwing knives he'd spent a million on before. But the bones were too hard. It took time. How many knives he could make depended on how things went.

He also cut a broken section of the Mountain Lord's spine and ground it into a 3-meter bone spear with the Demon Blade. Back on the Alien Star Battlefield, combat gear wore out fast. Crafting makeshift weapons from beast parts was basic survival for any warrior out there. These crude weapons lacked the special properties of processed gear and couldn't bring out the material's full potential. But as long as the spear was hard and usable, Wang Xian didn't need more.

The Mountain Lord's spine fit his requirements perfectly. As an Old Martial Arts practitioner, he didn't need fancy gear. The spine was strong enough. It contained Spirit Malevolence, so it wouldn't conflict with his techniques. It would mesh perfectly. He'd wanted to eat some of the Mountain Lord's meat too. Unfortunately, ordinary fire couldn't cook it. He tried a bite raw. Couldn't even chew through it. No way he could digest that.

"If I were still Eighth Realm, I could bite it to paste in one go..." Wang Xian shook his head. A B-rank peak beast corpse. Every part was valuable. But with his current strength, he could only use 1 or 2 percent of it. Fashion some bone knives and a bone spear for basic use. The rest, he'd report to the military at camp. Let them haul the mountain-sized corpse back for proper dissection. Just like that, over a month passed. Tiger Roar Pool. The water was dark and bone-chilling.

A figure rose from the depths, ancient bone spear in hand. The weapon was silver throughout, surface polished smooth. Only the tip gleamed cold as starlight.

"Thousand Troops Dispersing!" The figure swept the spear like a rainbow. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. It carved across the pool, raising waves over 10 feet high, as if overturning the entire body of water.

"Dragon Battles in the Wilds!" The spear tip fell like a meteor. BOOM! The pool exploded. Water shot 100 feet up. The bottom lay exposed. Waves spiraled into a vortex. A massive crater gaped in the stone below. The figure landed on the spear shaft.

"Boring..." Wang Xian shook his head, yanked the spear from the pool bottom, wrapped it, and put it away. He'd casually run through a few moves from Thousand Troops Spear Technique and Cloud Dragon Spear Technique at Return to Simplicity mastery. After testing some self-created variations, the bone spear felt adequate in hardness. It offered basically no bonus to his techniques. No helping it. Unprocessed weapons were what they were. To anyone else, it wouldn't even count as first-tier combat gear.

Its only advantage was material hardness. On the other hand... Wang Xian pulled out two throwing knives. Palm-sized, shaped like waning moons. Perfect as concealed weapons.

"These two bone knives work well... Sharper than the three I made before." Shame it took over a month to carve just two with the Demon Blade. If he had that ice frost longsword, he could've carved dozens easily. But with throwing knives, quality beat quantity. One or two carried on his person was enough.

"Stacking Wave Force is complete now..."

"Without the Tiger Soul Spirit Core and the Mountain Lord, the Malevolent Qi concentration here is dropping... This pool's cultivation effect isn't what it was."

"Two secret skills perfected. Cultivation progress on track."

"As for Thousand Gravities..." Wang Xian touched his wrist where weights were bound. He'd already replaced them once. Now he used the Mountain Lord's toe bones. Extremely heavy. Suitable for training Thousand Gravities. This secret skill had no shortcuts. With eight Divine Meridians and life force approaching 100 points, the weight requirements were steep. He'd need to swap them again after getting back. But overall... Wang Xian took a deep breath.

"This training session is done."

"Should be mid-May now, right?"

"Martial Exam's coming up soon... Time to head back." He left Tiger Roar Pool and returned to camp. First he reported the situation at Tiger Roar Pool to the military department, then waited half a day. He didn't want to turn in the Tiger Soul Spirit Core. But the Mountain Lord's corpse could still fetch some military merits. Since he hadn't killed it himself, he'd take whatever he could get. Wang Xian told the truth throughout.

That Sixth-Realm Martial Honor might've already briefed the camp's military department anyway.

"We're aware of the situation..."

"You have merit for assisting the Sixth-Realm Martial Honor. The Mountain Lord's corpse can be exchanged for military merits, but by the time we arrived, it had already been dissected."

"You can exchange for about 10, 000 points." A B-rank peak beast and relic boss should fetch tens of thousands of merits. But only if you killed it yourself. Just bringing in a corpse, some districts wouldn't even let you exchange. 10, 000 points was already profit. If he'd exchanged the Tiger Soul Spirit Core, he could've gotten over 100, 000 merits. Enough to trade for superior martial arts. But superior martial arts weren't much use to him. His strength didn't allow for training them properly. 10, 000 points...

Wang Xian asked suddenly, "How much for the secret skill Weapon Six Lines?" The officer looked surprised.

"Weapon Six Lines is a rare secret skill. 50, 000 points."

"You need third or fourth-realm strength minimum. It has weapon requirements too." Wang Xian nodded. Forget it then. The skill was incredibly powerful. In his past life, he'd started training it late and died before completing it. This life, finishing it in university would count as success.

"What about advanced blade techniques?" Wang Xian asked casually.

"Advanced blade techniques require military rank," the officer said with a smile.

"Not open to ordinary martial artists yet." Wang Xian shrugged. No helping that. Generally only universities taught advanced martial arts. Techniques at that level had terrifying destructive power. They couldn't be handed out freely.

"Then give me another secret skill. Defensive Art."

"Defensive Art is 4, 000." Defensive Art. A defensive secret skill requiring constant combat with beasts and martial artists. Through massive amounts of fighting, it increased the body's resistance to various techniques. Perfect for him.

"Do you have weapons here?"

"What type?"

"A sword." Wang Xian thought for a moment. Ye Miyue's life force should've passed 10 points by now, making her a first-realm martial artist. She could use combat gear. With the Martial Exam coming up, having a weapon for the real combat assessment would help. Whether the exam allowed combat gear was another matter. He'd been away from home so long. Ye Miyue was probably still tidying up the house regularly. The winter break agreement had long expired. Giving her a sword as payment, the girl wouldn't refuse.

"Only first-tier martial combat swords."

"1, 000 merit points each." Not expensive. Buying outside would cost over 100, 000. First-tier combat gear was affordable for most martial artists. Military merit exchange was more cost-effective. Wang Xian browsed and picked out two. One had a pale silver blade, somewhat like his bone spear. One had a crimson blade, somewhat like his Demon Blade. Wang Xian stroked his chin. Both swords were good quality. He just didn't know which to choose.

"Rather than me choosing, let her choose..." He pulled out his phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to Ye Miyue. ➤ Next: Teacher, Has Any Student Ever Achieved All of These at the Same Time?