Chapter 10: News ofKumoku (Part 2)

Li Ran shook his head. Of course he understood that Ceres’s request was only superficial and did not touch on the core of the Spellcrafting Clan. The true weapons of the Spellcrafting Clan were related to souls, and their power stemmed from that. Ceres simply did not grasp the mysteries behind them, which is why she only proposed enhanced spells. In the world of spells, even an ordinary high-level spellcaster could meet her requirements—it was far too simple.
Qi Wu Zhen curled the corners of her lips slightly. She wouldn’t bother reminding her; she knew Ceres had already missed the best opportunity.
At this moment, messages began to arrive one after another, and Tulata’s expression gradually darkened. Finally, a useful message came in. He let out a long sigh, stepped forward to Guo Shier, and said, “My lord, there indeed is a professional namedKumoku. But he left after resupplying, just a few days ago…”
Guo Shier remained relatively calm. As long as there was news ofKumoku, he believed they would definitely find him. He asked, “Did they say where he went?”
Tulata replied, “He probably went to the Tianluo Ruins. It seems he set off alone.”
Guo Shier sighed in relief and said, “Then there’s no problem. Hehe, we’re also heading to the Tianluo Ruins—this is a good opportunity.” He had plenty of experience in finding people and knew haste was counterproductive. The more anxious one became, the harder it was to find them; success often came unexpectedly.
Ceres was entirely focused on her own weapons. Seeing Guo Shier with empty hands and not knowing where her dual knives were, she grew anxious. She couldn’t figure out when Guo Shier would craft her knives. Anxious yet unable to rush him, she could only fidget in silence.
Li Ran said, “SinceKumoku has gone to the Tianluo Ruins, let’s hurry and enter as soon as possible. Tulata, assign us a good guide and arrange a flying vehicle to make the journey easier.”
Tulata asked, “Weren’t we supposed to rest for a few more days?”
Li Ran replied decisively, “No need for rest. One day should be enough time for you to prepare.”
Tulata nodded. “That’s enough. I’ll immediately order my subordinates to get ready.”
Ceres wasn’t interested in going to the Tianluo Ruins at all. Her focus was entirely on her knives. Hearing that they would leave in just one day, she grew even more anxious. Then Guo Shier said, “Alright, one day should be enough to get ready. Lord Tulata, are you going?”
Tulata replied, “No, I won’t go for now. It might take some time. Also… Lord Li Ran, do you want to meet the Tianling Clan you’re looking for?”

Li Ran said, “Never mind. It’s gone. I believe… we’ll encounter it at the Tianluo Ruins.”
Ceciline finally couldn’t hold back. She tugged hard at Guo Shier’s sleeve and whispered, “Swords… swords…” The feeling of having no weapon was terrible; it was as if she had no backbone left, her heart feeling empty.
At that moment, the old man’s soul emitted a signal: “Done. It’s a very simple process. Hmm, I added two soul pearls to her dual swords, boosting their quality by at least ten times. Hehe.”
Guo Shier couldn’t help but smile bitterly. Perhaps others couldn’t detect the presence of souls in the dual swords, but Li Ran and Qi Wuzhen would definitely notice. He wondered what they would think. The old man had really gone to extra lengths. With a flip of his hand, the dual swords appeared, and he said, “Here they are… back to you…”
Ceciline refused to take them, saying, “I want the newly refined swords!” She was filled with frustration.
Guo Shier said, “These are your swords! Do you want them? If not, I’ll put them away.”
Ceciline was so angry she wanted to cry. This time it wasn’t an act—she really wanted to cry. She thought, “I’ve been pretending for so long. Is it easy for me?”
Li Ran said calmly, “These are the newly refined swords!” Immediately afterward, he detected soul fluctuations in the dual swords. Though extremely faint, he knew soul pearls had been added to them. He was surprised and said, “Shier, you really went all out.”
Guo Shier was also helpless. Soul pearls were already rare items, not easy to obtain in this world. The soul energy here was very weak, making it difficult to create soul pearls. Using one meant losing another. But since the old man was willing to use them, he couldn’t stop him. Although he had collected many soul pearls and wasn’t short of them now, it was best not to waste any. Of course, he wouldn’t blame the old man over such a trivial matter.
Only then did Ceciline realize the dual swords had changed drastically in appearance. She couldn’t understand how Guo Shier had managed to refine her swords in such a short time. After hesitating for a moment, she said, “Are… are these my… new… dual swords? But… I didn’t see you refining them… and it took such a short time… This…” She was completely confused.

Yet, even though Ceresilin was in a daze, her hands were quick—she reached out and grabbed the twin blades. The moment she held them, she was filled with shock, followed by overwhelming joy, for the blades seemed to connect with her soul, as if they were extensions of her own arms; she felt as though they were alive. The more she examined them, the more she loved them, and she immediately understood why weapons crafted by the Spellcrafters were so renowned in the world.

The twin blades retained their original shape, unchanged at all, but from the handles to the blades themselves, everything had transformed. Countless tiny runes flowed continuously across the blades, like countless tiny ants crawling back and forth, or like tiny fish swimming about, occasionally emitting a faint glow that vanished almost instantly. She murmured to herself, “So beautiful… so beautiful… the blades are absolutely stunning… I… I love them so much…” She was utterly captivated, as if in a dream.

It was a feeling of madness, yet also of fantasy. Ceresilin felt as though she wasn’t holding twin blades but rather a piece of her dream—a foundation for becoming one of the true top experts among the blade users. With these twin blades, she was convinced her strength could improve dramatically. At this moment, her confidence soared once again.

As for Guo Shier, Ceresilin truly admired him. She didn’t know there was an old monster hidden in Guo Shier’s altar; all she knew was that the twin blades had given him the ability to quietly recreate a pair of dreamlike weapons in a short time—weapons she had never seen or heard of before.

“Thank you… my lord…”

These were rare words of sincerity from Ceresilin. Even after losing the battle against Guo Shier, she hadn’t truly accepted his superiority; she had only wanted to take advantage of him. But after seeing the twin blades recreated, she truly acknowledged his mastery. Since Guo Shier could craft such formidable weapons, it meant he wasn’t afraid of her improving her strength—only someone far surpassing her could have such confidence. Only then did she realize she couldn’t compare to Guo Shier.

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A day later, Li Ran, Qi Wu Zhen, Guo Shier, Ceresilin, Bo Long, along with a guide from the Machine Clan, a total of six people, rode a high-end flying vehicle toward the Tianluo Ruins.

Along the way, they could often see flying vehicles of the Machine Clan, most of which came from the cities of Tulata.

The guide’s name was Anbenji, a hunter from the Machine Clan who was extremely familiar with the area. He had traveled most of the thousands of miles around, especially well-acquainted with the outskirts of the Tianluo Ruins.

For about a thousand miles, the plain was covered with dense forests. Beyond the forests lay endless mountains. Guo Shier asked, “Is the Tianluo Ruins in this mountain area?”
An Benji replied, “Yes, it’s in this mountain area. But we still need to cross most of the peaks. Entering the Tianluo Ruins is very dangerous. This place is still safe; there’s no need to worry about anything else. There aren’t any particularly fierce wild beasts here either. I can only take you to Tianji Mountain.”
Li Ran asked, “Tianji Mountain?”
An Benji said, “That’s right. Tianji Mountain is a landmark for entering the Tianluo Ruins. Only by finding Tianji Mountain can we enter the ruins smoothly. Everyone has to pass through there.”
Sericeline sat quietly, full of confidence about entering the Tianluo Ruins. With three great masters from the Spellcraft Clan accompanying her, she believed they would achieve great things this time. Since boarding the flying vehicle, she hadn’t said a word, instead communicating with her pair of knives. This was a trick taught to her by Guo Shier—by communicating well with her weapons, her strength could still improve. This time, she was very obedient; she always listened to any advice related to improving her strength.
Guo Shier asked, “Will many people gather at Tianji Mountain?”
An Benji replied, “There’s a small town there. In the past, some people have tried to explore the Tianluo Ruins, though not many. But since it’s a necessary route, a town was established to provide supplies for those who don’t have enough resources. It was set up by our Mechanical Clan.”
After flying for about three days, the flying vehicle arrived at the town at the foot of Tianji Mountain. An Benji specially found them a familiar inn before driving back. Without someone who knew the terrain well, it would be impossible to reach this town.
Li Ran and the other four arrived on the streets of the town. It was a very small town with just one street. There were many people on the street, all masters from various clans, along with members of the Mechanical Clan running various small shops.
Suddenly, Sericeline said, “That man… he’s from the Tianling Clan. Look at the markings on his forehead…”
Guo Shier said, “That’s not just one person. There’s a group behind him… they must also be from the Tianling Clan, right?”
The group of Tianling Clan members also saw the five of them. One young man spotted Sericeline at once and shouted, “Sericeline!”

Cecilin quickly retracted her neck, but quickly regained her composure. She puffed out her chest, her eyes filled with a fierce gaze. Without saying a word, she only tightened her grip on the long sword in her hand. Having held the sword the whole time, there was no need to draw it. She stared at the young man from the Tianling tribe with clear displeasure.
Guo Shier asked, “Who is he?”
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