Superbase Evolution

Chapter 420 Seeing the Scene is worse than Hearing the Scene
Lao Dao's knife slashed down beside Lin Shen, and Lin Shen's soul was frightened out of his body.

Only then did he realize that Lao Dao was just casually swinging the knife to demonstrate the move. He didn't use any force at all, and he wasn't cutting at him.

"He was just demonstrating that sword move, and it wasn't aimed at me, but it already had such power. I wonder how terrifying it would be if that peerless swordsman had swung that sword." Lin Shen marveled inwardly.

"Lao Dao, you said you don't know the Sanjing sword technique, then what's the matter with this sword you used?" Lin Shen asked, staring at Lao Dao.

"It's just that I felt something after watching the video, but it's not even a tenth as good as that of the swordsman." Lao Dao threw the sword aside, as if he was already bored, and sighed, "I heard that one of the descendants of the swordsman survived. After the ancient dynasty collapsed, he used a kind of nirvana power called the True Extreme Evil Slaying Divine Light to extend the life of the Xuan Clan for three thousand years. I suspect that the True Extreme Evil Slaying Divine Light may have been partly derived from the inheritance of the Sanjing swordsmanship. It's a pity that the man has long disappeared in the long river of history, and the True Extreme Evil Slaying Divine Light has not been passed down. Otherwise, if I took a look at it, I might be able to get some inspiration, which would be of great benefit to my sword forging."

“The True Ultimate Divine Light for Killing Evils!” Lin Shen was slightly startled, thinking to himself, “It can’t be such a coincidence, right? Didn’t Manager An say that the Ashes of Reincarnation that I got was condensed from the True Ultimate Divine Light for Killing Evils?”

When Lin Shen was hesitating whether to take out the Ashes of Samsara to show Lao Dao, Lao Dao had already stood up and called Lin Shen to continue forging the materials.

"Shouldn't the Sanjing sword technique have three moves? Why did you only swing one sword just now? What about the remaining two swords?" Lin Shen asked while swinging a sledgehammer and forging metal with the old sword.

"Three Respects is just a conception, not really three swords." Lao Dao said: "Concentrate on forging the sword, don't be distracted."

Lin Shen had no choice but to swallow back the words that were on the tip of his tongue and concentrate on cooperating with Lao Dao to continue forging the materials.

All the work Lin Shen had done in the past twenty years combined was not as much as what he had done with Lao Dao in the past few days.

"I'm a person who only wants to spend money to upgrade, but you make me work so hard. You're trying to kill me!" Lin Shen regretted exposing his extraordinary endurance.

If I had been more restrained before, I wouldn't have been exploited by Lao Dao like this.

But at that time Lin Shen couldn't be sure whether Lao Dao would kill him or not, so naturally he had to act more useful. It can only be said that fate is so strange.

The more you don't want to do something, the more likely you will have to do it.

Fortunately, Lin Shen’s work these days was not in vain. The high-intensity blacksmithing has made his digestive ability very strong. The mutation ascension liquid he drank can be quickly converted into base mutation rate. His base mutation rate has increased to sixty-three in these days.

If it weren't for such high-intensity work and the body was allowed to transform on its own, I'd think it would be good if I could achieve half of that.

Lao Dao broke many knives after another, but he was never satisfied.

Lin Shen felt that if he continued to fight like this, even for a few hundred years, he would probably not be able to forge the sword he understood.

"Old Dao, I think you can actually give it a try to incorporate the sword intent that you have comprehended into the sword you forge." Lin Shen tried to communicate with Old Dao.

He felt that Lao Dao might have glorified the swordsman too much. As far as Lin Shen himself was concerned, Lao Dao's level of understanding of the artistic conception of the sword had already astounded him.

Lin Shen had never seen the peerless swordsman of the Xuan clan, nor had he seen his swordsmanship, but he could clearly feel Lao Dao's understanding of the sword.

Sometimes Lin Shen would have an idea that there are many times when it is better to hear the scenery than to see it.

Before you go to a place, you will hear about how beautiful and wonderful that place is, and imagine it in the most beautiful way possible. But if you really go there, you may be greatly disappointed, because the real scenery may not be as good as you imagined.

Lin Shen felt that Lao Dao might have thought that the swordsman and San Jing's swordsmanship were too perfect and sacred, so that he might not realize that perhaps his own understanding of swordsmanship might be very close to, or even not inferior to, that swordsman's.

For so many years, Lao Dao had been using the artistic conception of the swordsman he imagined to forge the Ten Directions God and Ghost Slaying Sword. Perhaps this was a mistake.

Human beings’ pursuit of perfection is endless, so how is it possible to create a knife as perfect as imagined?
“No, no, no. My understanding of San Jing’s swordsmanship is far inferior to that of the peerless swordsman. If I forge a sword with my understanding of the swordsmanship, it will never match San Jing’s swordsmanship.” Lao Dao shook his head firmly and did not consider Lin Shen’s suggestion at all.

"Lao Dao, how about we make a deal?" Lin Shen put down the hammer and stopped cooperating with Lao Dao in forging iron.

"If you want to leave, I can help you remove the shrinking force in your body. No need to say anything more." Lao Dao said with a cold face.

"That's not what I meant." Lin Shen stretched and said, "I've been forging iron for you for so many days, it's not too much for you to help me forge a knife, right?"

"Just pick any knife that suits you and take it away," said Lao Dao.

"With your words, my hard work these days has not been in vain." Lin Shen smiled, and suddenly said seriously: "But I don't want those knives. I want you to make a knife for me."

"I don't have time. Before I create the Ten Directions Demons and Gods Slaying Spirit Sword, I don't have the heart to forge any other swords." Lao Dao refused very bluntly.

"What if I say that I will use the True Extreme Divine Light to kill evil in exchange for you to make a sword tailor-made for me?" Lin Shen stared at the old knife and spoke slowly, enunciating each word.

"You are kidding me, you are a human being, and you are practicing the theory of evolution, where did you get the true extreme evil-killing divine light?" Lao Dao snorted coldly, "If you don't want to help, take a knife and get out. I will help you remove the miniature power from your body. Don't waste my time here."

But just as Lao Dao finished speaking and was about to pick up the hammer to forge the material himself, his eyes swept over Lin Shen, and his pupils suddenly widened, staring at a purple bead in Lin Shen's hand.

"Take a look at this." Lin Shen casually threw the Ashes of Samsara to Lao Dao.

After spending so many days together, and considering Lao Dao’s performance just now, Lin Shen decided to take a gamble.

He wanted a sword that was tailor-made for him by Lao Dao, not the Ten Directions Ghost and God Slaying Sword made by Lao Dao. He didn't want it, whether it was a scrap or authentic one.

"This... this is truly the ashes of reincarnation transformed from the true light of the evil-killing god..." Lao Dao observed it carefully for a while and was surprised and happy, almost unable to believe it.

"With your ability, you should be able to activate it, right? Just try it and you'll know." Lin Shen said with a smile.

Lao Dao no longer hesitated. He pinched the Ashes of Samsara with his five fingers and placed it on his forehead.

The Ashes of Samsara seemed to be activated by some force. The fluorescence inside became stronger and stronger, turning the entire cave into black and purple.

In the dark purple fluorescent light, Lin Shen felt a strange force influencing his thinking, making him feel as if he had turned into a ray of light.

(End of this chapter)