Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1953: 807, the Lu family will spare no effort for whatever Master Han needs!_2

It was not long before everything within a radius of three hundred feet, centered around Han Muye and the War Beast, was entirely cleared.

A team of Zhenyue Guards from the Lu family stood in formation to guard the perimeter, with the Lu family patriarch and two elders overseeing the situation.

On the plaza, although other blacksmiths were fully committed to repairing the War Puppet Warriors, their thoughts were all drifting toward Han Muye.

Repair the Eternal Pagoda War Beast, was it possible?

There couldn’t possibly be such a person in the world.

Unless the lord of the Ancient Beast Heavenly Gate was reborn.

After sitting still for ten days, Han Muye stood up and took steps toward the War Beast in front of him.

His eight-foot-tall frame looked like an ant in front of the thirty-foot War Beast.

Yet, when he stood before the War Beast, it seemed as if he possessed a majestic presence that could match the beast’s.

“Buzz”

Han Muye slapped his hand upon the War Beast.

From the beast’s broken parts, a component fell off.

“What is he doing!”

“Could it be that he intends to dismantle the War Beast?”

“Impossible. Many of the assembly techniques for such ancient combat weapons have been lost to time. They cannot be disassembled, nor is it possible to do so.”

Whispers filled the air as those blacksmiths busy with their tasks all turned their heads to look at Han Muye.

Lu Julin and the two elder beside him took a step forward, intently watching every move Han Muye made.

“Elder Tao, do you think he can dismantle the War Beast?” Lu Julin asked in a hushed tone.

Tao Lun, standing next to him, shook his head and said with a wry smile, “I don’t know.”

This was beyond his capabilities.

In front of Han Muye, his palm shimmered with a golden light.

One by one, components began to fall off the War Beast.

One.

Ten.

A hundred.

He truly was dismantling the War Beast.

Lu Julin’s eyes gleamed as he summoned a thread of spiritual light with a wave of his hand.

A day later, Lu Chengyue arrived.

What he saw was Han Muye surrounded by various components, with the War Beast already dismantled by half.

“He really can dismantle it…” Lu Chengyue murmured, then turned and left.

Upon his return, he brought several hundred types of spiritual materials.

“These are the most top-grade spiritual materials we could find in Mu Ya City for the time being,” said Lu Chengyue, looking at the swiftly moving Han Muye with a hint of concern, “I’m afraid it’s still far from enough to repair the War Beast.”

After all, Giant Beam Continent was not the divine realm, nor the foundational territory of the Lu family, and naturally, their reserves of spiritual materials were insufficient.

It had not mattered before, but this time, if Han Muye truly could repair the Buddha War Beast only to fail due to a lack of spiritual materials, it would be a tremendous loss.

“No matter, if he can repair the War Beast, then I, as an elder, will take it upon myself to crack open heaven and earth, return to the divine realm, and even if it means the entire clan’s effort to suppress Giant Beam Continent, it will be no concern,” declared Lu Julin with a casual wave of his hand and an indifferent voice.

Lu Chengyue chuckled and nodded in agreement.

Five days later, a War Beast was dismantled into individual components, scattered all around Han Muye in a radius of one hundred feet.

And then, Han Muye slowly sat down again and closed his eyes.

Everyone held their breath in anticipation.

They all knew that Han Muye was now deducing how to assemble and repair the War Beast.

When he stood up again, they might just witness a miracle.

Han Muye’s dismantling of this combat weapon from ancient times had already surprised everyone.

“He’s standing up,” someone whispered after ten days.

Indeed, Han Muye, who was sitting in front of the War Beast, slowly got to his feet.

The eyes of Lu family members such as Lu Julin shone brightly as they watched Han Muye intently.

“Buzz”

Han Muye raised his hand, and a phantom screen rose in front of him.

On the screen, streaks of golden light crisscrossed and then transformed into the phantom of a dark green component.

One piece.

Ten pieces.

A hundred pieces.

Ten thousand pieces!

When the phantom components in front of Han Muye reached thirty thousand, Lu Chengyue, originally stationed on the city walls, could no longer stay put and flew over.

“This, it really seems like he’s assembling the Master’s Buddha War Beast,” Lu Chengyue said as he watched the phantom slowly taking shape in front of Han Muye, whispering to himself.

Indeed, he was assembling a War Beast.

After three months, the spectral image of the War Beast in front of Han Muye took shape.

That moment brought not only Lu Chengyue but also people like Tao Lun overwhelming joy.

“Setting aside all else, just this method of recreating the War Beast’s body far surpasses me,” Tao Lun said softly as he looked at the phantom that had formed, identical to the damaged War Beast.

In the distance, other blacksmiths also showed admiration on their faces.

Some things, if you can’t do them, you can’t do them.

Let alone the method of condensing and assembling components of a War Beast, they were not even capable of materializing the various parts.

This was true talent, true blacksmithing expertise.

When the spectral War Beast looked up to the sky and let out a silent roar, Han Muye also laughed heartily.

“The Eternal Pagoda War Beast, truly extraordinary,” he remarked.

He then turned around to look at the tens of thousands of components scattered around him.

Raising his hand, the broken pieces converged before him, piling into a small mountain.

A War Beast, with at least forty percent of its components damaged.

This was also why the War Beast could not be operated or controlled; the damage was too severe.

“Master Han, take a look and see if these spiritual materials are of any use,” Lu Chengyue said as he approached Han Muye watching him collect the broken parts, his voice low.

Lu Julin and the others followed quietly.

At this moment, these top strong members of the Lu family were all riveted and hardly dared to breathe loudly.

The man before them was about to repair the Buddha War Beast, and such a blacksmith deserved the utmost respect.

“Spiritual materials?” Han Muye turned to look at Lu Chengyue.

Lu Chengyue hurriedly presented the gathered spiritual materials to Han Muye, then added with some trepidation, “On Giant Beam Continent, there might still be necessary spiritual materials for repairing the War Beast that we could not collect, but rest assured, Master Han, if you truly need them, my Lu family will spare no expense to find them.”