My brother is so cunning

Chapter 4: New Flying Sword Suspected of Fraud

"You said this is a flying sword?"

"This is the flying sword!"

"I don't think it looks like a flying sword..."

"This flying sword is just a little bigger and has a unique shape."

"Stop lying, do you think I'm a newly hatched chick? I can only sense a tiny amount of sword-making spirit gold when I explore with my spiritual sense, and the rest is just ordinary iron! This thing is not a flying sword at all. It uses so little sword-making spirit gold, and the sword is so huge and heavy, how can it fly?"

He Lingyun pointed at the strange objects on the display stand, unable to contain his anger, and shouted at Senior Brother Wen who was lying with open eyes.

Senior Brother Wen curled his lips, tilted his head and glanced at the "so-called flying sword", and could only say awkwardly: "It doesn't look like a flying sword, but this thing can indeed fly. It can do everything a flying sword can do, and it can also do things a flying sword can't do. If you don't try it, how do you know it's not as good as a low-level flying sword?"

"really!"

He Lingyun seemed to have caught the reason, and said confidently: "You don't even know what to call this thing, and you call it a 'thing'. I don't even know what this thing is, so why should I try it? You promised to give me a flying sword, not this weird 'thing'!"

It was no wonder that He Lingyun failed to recognize Senior Brother Wen's "so-called flying sword". In front of the two of them was a modern fighter plane with a streamlined body, triangular wings and triangular canards, a pair of vector nozzles at the end, and double-sided tail fins.

However, this fighter jet is a scaled-down version, about 1.5 meters long, and is only the size of a model aircraft.

Even though it is a smaller version, it is still much larger than the average flying sword which is about one meter long and has a flat and slender blade. Moreover, this model aircraft fighter has a round and thick middle section, a flat overall shape, and wide wings. If you really estimate its weight, it is at least dozens of times that of an ordinary flying sword.

Flying swords require lightness, agility and swiftness. This heavy sword, which is dozens of times heavier, would waste a lot of spiritual energy even if it were to float slowly for a distance, let alone use the sword-controlling technique to control it to fly at high speed and kill.

Moreover, the controllability and flying speed of a flying sword depend to a large extent on the proportion of spiritual gold used in forging the sword. The higher the grade of the flying sword and the stronger the affinity of the material to spiritual power, the faster the flying speed and the more sensitive it is to the sword rider's sword-controlling spiritual awareness, and the more fierce and varied the sword moves he can perform.

This so-called flying sword only used a little sword-casting spirit gold in a few places, and it was the lowest grade. Most of the unknown metals that made up the sword body were insensitive to spiritual power and were ordinary iron that was worthless to practitioners. The total amount of spirit gold used in the sword was less than one percent of that of an ordinary low-grade flying sword.

Such a strange and overweight flying sword made of extremely crude material, let alone floating slowly, I'm afraid that He Lingyun would use all his strength like a hatched crane fighting for insects to eat, and infuse all his spiritual energy into it with the sword-flying method, and that piece of stubborn iron would not be able to float, and at most it could only tremble twice on the ground.

He Lingyun couldn't help but said angrily: "Senior Brother Wen, how could you cheat me of my body and fool me with this fake thing?"

As soon as she said this, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she suddenly realized that there was something wrong with her words, but in her anxiety she didn't care about so much, and stood in front of Wen Rui, as if she was afraid that the scumbag would take the opportunity to run away.

Senior Brother Wen was calm and said with his hands spread out, "Then there is nothing we can do. This is the only flying sword in stock in our store. If you don't want it, just wait a while. When I have collected enough spiritual gold for sword casting, I will help you to refine it."

"How long will it take?" the nun asked anxiously.

"It may take one or two years at the shortest, or more than ten years at the longest. My shop is located in a poor place like Lishan, where there are few customers. I can't buy spiritual gold ore."

Senior Brother Wen said leisurely, "The area around Lishan Mountain has been plundered by Lishan disciples over the past few hundred years. Where are the mineral veins to be found? Although I am a human, I am also a remnant of Jiejiao. I dare not go out alone to search for resources. If I run into a disciple of Chenjiao who shouts 'The treasures of heaven and earth belong to the virtuous,' and robs me on the road, I am afraid that with my limited cultivation, I will be in great danger."

He Lingyun was extremely angry, and was even more certain that he had been deceived by this treacherous senior brother. He signed a contract to sell himself after his death, but was given a piece of strange scrap metal in return.

But Senior Brother Wen’s reasons were very convincing, and that was the reality, so she was powerless to refute it.

Sword-making spiritual gold is not considered a high-level cultivation resource, but it is also very precious to the disciples of the Lishan Immortal Sect. The reason is just as Wen Rui said just now, the mineral veins around the Lishan Sect have been mined out, and the Lishan disciples cannot travel far to search for treasures due to their status.

The sect competition would be held in a dozen days, and He Lingyun simply couldn't afford to wait. As distant water could not quench immediate thirst, even if he got the flying sword a few years later, he would have been downgraded because of his loss in the competition and his low ranking.

Originally, she had only lost her flying sword and was so poor that she was left with only a pretty face. After coming to visit Senior Brother Wen, she was cheated out of even her pretty face.

It was like a house leaking in the rain, He Lingyun was filled with grief, and felt that no cultivator in the world was more miserable than himself. When he thought that after his death, his flawless body would be toyed with by this treacherous man in front of him, doing "dissection, slicing, sampling, genetic research" and other things, although he didn't know what they meant, but intuitively felt extremely disgusting, He Lingyun was simply uncomfortable to death.

But despite her resentment, she could do nothing about Senior Brother Wen. After all, Senior Brother Wen was a figure from the previous generation who had experienced the battlefield of Ten Thousand Immortals with the Holy Mother of Lishan, and he was the only successor of the Jinling Immortal Sect in the mortal world.

The Holy Mother of Lishan promised to protect him. If anything happens to him, the Holy Mother will sense it immediately and will be able to find out who did it with a little investigation. By then, He Lingyun will not just be punished by the sect, but will be convicted of the crime of betraying his master and harming his fellow disciples.

He sighed deeply, secretly wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, He Lingyun gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger. Even though he was bullied by Senior Brother Wen, he could only consider himself unlucky and regard it as a dog bite.

Trying hard to suppress her nausea and biting her lip, the girl glared at Wen Rui with resentment through red eyes. She could only turn around and leave sadly. Her back looked quite desolate and miserable.

Wen Rui was confused by her resentful look and scratched his head, "It's inexplicable. It's as if I did something to you. It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin..."

He Lingyun left sadly. She didn't know who Lu Dongbin, the famous younger immortal who was born thousands of years later, was. But she heard a different meaning from Wen Rui's tone, as if she was the one being unreasonable and being a dog that bit people without knowing what was good for it.

Doubts arose in his heart, and he took a few steps. The shape of the strange object that he had just glanced at flashed through his mind. He Lingyun paused, stopped to think about it carefully, and the more he recalled, the more he felt that the strange object was quite extraordinary.

Looking back, He Lingyun unexpectedly discovered that the large flat flying sword on the display stand was very beautiful in appearance.

She had never seen a modern fighter jet before, and had no idea of ​​the image of a fighter jet in her mind. Naturally, she thought it was strange and weird at first sight. But now, after taking a closer look, she saw a streamlined fuselage with extremely smooth lines, wings with sharp edges and corners that exuded a sense of power, and an overall structure that seemed strange but concealed a strong rationality...

Even people who don't know anything about fighter jets will gradually feel the unique technological beauty when they see the appearance of a modern fighter jet.

"It looks like an iron war eagle." He Lingyun thought to himself.

Thinking of this, her heart moved, and she began to think seriously, imagining the large flat flying sword flying in the air. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it seemed to be able to fly as Senior Brother Wen said, and the speed of flying would definitely not be slow.

The reason why she could have such a feeling was that He Lingyun was a cultivator in the form of a bird. More than a hundred years ago, when she was still a white crane, she also spread her wings and soared into the sky. She did not need any spiritual power to drive her, nor did she need any sword-controlling magic. Just with the streamlined body and a pair of long wings of the white crane, the wind could lift her up and send her soaring into the sky.

If the strong airflow that passed through the white crane's wings passed through the triangular wings of the flat flying sword, perhaps it could also hold up the iron eagle. Perhaps the strange flying sword could really fly as Senior Brother Wen said, and it could even fly as swiftly and sharply as an eagle soaring into the sky!
He Lingyun once again released his spiritual consciousness to explore the strange flying sword more deeply and comprehensively. He was even more shocked after the exploration - the strange flying sword was really too exquisitely refined!

The sword body and wings have been forged and polished with extreme precision, with the accuracy almost to the millimeter. The symmetrical double wings seem to be copies of the originals, with the same size, length, shape and proportion.

Although the metal material used to forge the sword body is not very spiritual, the alloy composition is very complex. It is a fusion of at least a dozen kinds of simple metals. The alloy material is also very uniform. It is definitely not ordinary iron filled with impurities. It must have been made by careful proportioning and smelting using special methods.

The spiritual consciousness probed into the sword body, and found that the internal structure of the sword was more complicated. There were countless neatly arranged pipelines of varying thicknesses, and countless precision parts combined together according to some rules that He Lingyun could not understand at all.

The core part has mechanical components that are so sophisticated that it is unimaginable. The most amazing part of the component is a turbofan with dozens of blades. The turbofan is cast from a complex alloy and is so thin that it is translucent, making it a nearly transparent metal creation.

The metal can be cast and polished to be transparent, which is amazing. Only the disciples of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother can have such a superb gold forging technique. It is so light and thin, but because it is made of an unknown metal alloy mixed with sword-casting spirit gold, its toughness is not inferior at all, and is not inferior to the strength of the flying sword body cast by high-level spirit gold.

Even if one removes a turbofan blade and adds a larger proportion of sword-casting spirit gold, and refines it into a cicada-wing flying sword using the normal flying sword refining techniques, the grade of that sword may reach the spiritual treasure level, which is countless times stronger than the standard flying sword worth three thousand spirit stones. It is a high-level treasure that cannot be bought with tens of thousands of spirit stones!

After finding out the actual situation of the strange flying sword, He Lingyun was extremely shocked, and a question that she could not figure out came to her mind.

For cultivators, the higher the affinity of the material to spiritual energy, the higher the grade of the material. Whether it is forging a flying sword or refining a treasure, the key to determining the grade is the quality of the material.

The refining technique serves to add icing on the cake. A piece of ordinary iron can never be refined into an innate spiritual treasure. This is a very simple truth. Otherwise, the disciples of various sects in the world of cultivation would not be fighting endlessly for the high-grade cultivation resources and mineral veins that are rich in spiritual power.

From the perspective of a cultivator, that strange flying sword that used less than one percent of the spiritual gold of a standard flying sword was pure garbage and was not as valuable as the broken pieces of the flying sword.

Why does Senior Brother Wen spend so much time and effort on forging ordinary iron?
(End of this chapter)