High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

In the Underground Cultivation Chamber, the Spiritual Qi was so dense it was about to condense into mist.

Han Feng sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. Neatly arranged before him was a case of pale golden Life Source Liquid.

As well as the stalk of Dragon Blood Ginseng, carefully protected in a Jade Box, which looked as if blood were flowing within it.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he picked up a vial of Life Source Liquid, twisted it open, and downed it in one gulp.

The Life Essence Qi didn’t detonate like a bomb. Instead, it transformed into an icy torrent that instantly flooded his abdomen before surging precisely to every corner of his body.

The Cyan Cloud Spirit Martial Technique flared to life.

This Ancient Cultivation Technique was incredibly domineering. It didn’t simply "utilize" Spiritual Qi.

Instead, it used his Sword Essence as a furnace to forcibly "reshape" all foreign energy.

The rampaging Life Essence Qi was swiftly refined and purified, its impurities stripped away.

Ultimately, it transformed into the purest Power of Origin, merging into Han Feng’s torrent of Sword Essence.

Guided by his will, this power launched a world-sundering impact toward a primordial, uncharted region within his body.

Target—The Beginning of the Fifth Cycle, the Pericardium Meridian of Hand Jueyin!

「A day and a half went by in a flash.」

Han Feng’s body trembled violently.

Within his "Spiritual Vision," the nascent form of a Dao Vein, emitting a faint fluorescent light, had finally finished taking shape inside his left arm.

[Ding! The Pericardium Meridian of Hand Jueyin has been established!]

Han Feng opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed in their depths, and the temperature in the Cultivation Chamber seemed to plummet along with it.

He didn’t get up, instead immediately activating the Sword Storage Technique.

Trickles of silvery-white Sword Essence branched off from his Dantian Lake, flowing like a gentle stream, and were carefully infused into the new, fragile Dao Vein.

This was a delicate, time-consuming process, like reinforcing a newly dug riverbed with the sturdiest possible levees; it could not be rushed in the slightest.

"Sir."

The voice of his butler, Old Liu, came through the thick alloy door, tinged with respectful urgency.

"Your communicator has been ringing off the hook.

Chief Engineer Lin Xue, Supervisor Zhao Yu, and General Li from the military have all sent urgent communication requests.

They say it’s about the mass production plan for the ’Ghost,’ and there are many critical details that require your personal sign-off."

Han Feng stretched his somewhat stiff neck, the joints letting out a series of crisp pops.

"Got it."

’Cultivation is the foundation, but this project is its accelerator.’

’That "Ghost" fighter jet is the greatest guarantee that my Cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds.’

’I can nurture the Dao Vein with the Sword Storage Technique while dealing with the project’s issues. Perfect timing.’

...

「Half an hour later, in Hangar Seven of the Celestial Craft Group.」

The moment Han Feng appeared at the entrance, the previously lifeless project team instantly erupted with activity.

"Boss! You’re finally here!"

"Consultant, we have three different proposals for the engine’s cooling module, and we’re about to tear each other apart over them. Could you please take a look?"

Zhou Ming, Xiaowang, and the other newly promoted young engineers immediately surrounded him, their eyes a mixture of adoration, fervor, and a plea for help.

Han Feng nodded to them and walked straight toward the core testing area in the center of the hangar.

There, Lin Xue, Zhao Yu, and Wei Chen were huddled around a massive holographic model, their faces flushed from arguing.

"No! Absolutely not!

With a simplified ’Nine Palace Flying Stars’ array, energy transfer efficiency will plummet by twelve percent!

That’ll turn the X-02’s maneuverability into a pile of shit!"

Wei Chen pointed at a rune node on the model, the rune fanatic so agitated that spit flew from his mouth as he spoke.

"But if we don’t simplify it, the cost per unit will at least triple!

Where are we going to get enough High Tier Materials to outfit an entire squadron?"

Lin Xue shot back. As the chief engineer, she had to find the damn balance between performance and cost.

Zhao Yu, meanwhile, slammed a fist on the control console, his face wracked with frustration.

"The most critical issue is that our people simply can’t etch runes of this complexity!

If we bring in those old master craftsmen, we’d be thanking our lucky stars to get a thirty percent success rate!"

Seeing Han Feng approach, the trio’s argument came to an abrupt halt, and they looked like three students who had been caught misbehaving.

"Han Feng, you’re just in time."

Lin Xue rubbed her bloodshot eyes, her voice hoarse.

"We’re stuck on the schematics for the mass-production model of the X-02. Everyone is going crazy."

Han Feng’s gaze swept over the holographic model. Three seconds. Just three seconds.

"Wei Chen, reduce the power of Spirit Gathering Runes seventeen and thirty-two by half, and link them with a ’Central Harmony Talisman’."

"Lin Xue, you don’t have to be fixated on the Tier Four Alloy for the main wing material. Switch to Tier Three Upper Grade ’Wind Pattern Steel’.

In combination with the ’Turtle Shell’ array variant I gave you, its strength will be even higher, not lower."

"Zhao Yu, as for the rune etching problem, have Zhou Ming take a team to the Black Market and acquire a batch of Tier Two ’Gold-Eating Ant’ acid at a high price.

That stuff can automate precision etching; it’ll raise the success rate to over ninety percent."

He didn’t speak quickly, but he clearly provided three solutions that were completely different in their approach, yet each struck at the heart of the problem.

The entire testing area fell deathly silent.

Wei Chen stood frozen for a long moment before he finally reacted, his fingers flying across the Light Computer’s interface.

A few seconds later, the simulation results popped up. He slapped his thigh.

"Genius! This is fucking genius!

Using the vibrational frequency of the Harmony Talisman to compensate for the power deficit not only didn’t reduce efficiency, it actually increased stability by three percent!

How did I not think of that!"

Lin Xue and Zhao Yu exchanged a glance, both seeing the unconcealable shock in the other’s eyes.

’Using Low Tier materials with a Rune Array to surpass the performance of High Tier Materials?’

’Using the excretions of a Demon Beast to solve a precision manufacturing problem for cutting-edge industry?’

’This way of thinking, which spanned materials science, runology, biology, and even commerce, was beyond what a mortal could comprehend.’

"Han Feng, I..."

Lin Xue looked at Han Feng, her throat suddenly dry.

"Just do as I said. In ten days, I want to see the frame of the first X-02 off the line."

Han Feng didn’t give them time to remain in shock, issuing the command directly.

"Yes!"

The three replied in unison, as if they’d been injected with a powerful stimulant.

They immediately turned and threw themselves into their new tasks, their eyes filled with an unprecedented light.

After resolving the core issues, Han Feng had Zhou Ming deal with the trivial pleasantries and politely declined all invitations to dinner.

「Half a day passed in a flash.」

Han Feng could clearly feel that under the constant Nurturing of the Sword Storage Technique, the new Dao Vein inside him had grown from a fragile stream into something far more tenacious, strong enough to withstand a much more violent torrent of energy.

The time was right.

He found Lin Xue, who was directing things on the floor. "Is maintenance on the X-01 done? I’m going to take it up for a spin, test some new flight route data."

Lin Xue was long accustomed to his habit of appearing and disappearing without a trace, and nodded immediately.

"She’s ready for takeoff anytime. All systems are normal."

...

「Ten thousand meters high, above the Sea of Clouds.」

The "Ghost" fighter jet flew steadily, like a drop of ink dissolving in the ocean.

Inside the cockpit, Han Feng performed no maneuvers. Instead, he retrieved the stalk of Dragon Blood Ginseng from the Su Family out of his Storage Ring.

He carefully broke off a small piece and tossed it into his mouth as if it were a jellybean.

The incomparably pure Medicinal Power transformed into searing magma and erupted inside his body.

’System, let’s begin.’

Han Feng closed his eyes, and with a single thought:

[Sword Control Technique: Minor Achievement!]

HUMMM—

The entire fighter jet responded to his will as if it were his own limb, and the Rune Arrays on its fuselage began to glow faintly.

The immense Sword Essence Power, carrying the potent Medicinal Power of the Dragon Blood Ginseng, surged through Han Feng’s body at an unbelievable speed.

It was no longer a gentle stream, but a raging torrent, scouring the newly formed Pericardium Meridian of Hand Jueyin over and over again.

[Ding! "Pericardium Meridian of Hand Jueyin" solidification progress +1, Innate Sword Body tempering progress +1!]

[Ding! Detecting...]

System notifications flooded his interface.

Han Feng could clearly "see" the Dao Vein being strengthened and solidified at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The once-illusory band of light was gradually condensing, acquiring the gentle luster of jade.

This method of Cultivation was far more than ten times faster than simply consuming elixirs and meditating!

Six hours later, the jet’s fuel warning light came on.

Han Feng piloted the jet back to its dedicated landing pad at Hangar Seven.

The ground crew immediately moved in to refuel and replenish its supply of high-purity Spiritual Energy Blocks.

They looked at the calm and composed Han Feng in the cockpit, their eyes filled with awe.

Every time this consultant went up for a "spin," it was as if he’d gone on vacation to another world; he always came back looking even healthier than before.

Ten minutes later, the resupply was complete.

Under the crowd’s complicated stares, the black "Ghost" ascended once more, plunging into the deep night sky.

Another six hours passed.

By the time the jet landed smoothly, the sky over East Sea City was already tinged with the pale white of dawn.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host! The "Pericardium Meridian of Hand Jueyin" has finished solidifying! Current Realm: Meridian Passage Realm Fifth Layer!]

Han Feng’s eyes snapped open.

He clenched his fist, feeling the unceasing flow of Sword Essence within him. His total reserves had steadily broken past 1,000 drops to reach 1,100!

His power had taken another great leap forward.

Han Feng stepped out of the cockpit and spoke to Lin Xue and Zhao Yu, who had come to meet him.

"What’s the status of the X-02?"

"Report, Consultant! We’ve already started laying the Dragon Bone for the first frame. We estimate it will be complete by noon tomorrow!"

Lin Xue replied excitedly, her face showing no trace of fatigue.

"Excellent."

Han Feng nodded. "Make a copy of today’s flight data and have the simulation training center update the training program for the X-02.

Inform General Li that he can select his elite pilots to begin their adaptation training."

"Understood!"

Having given his instructions, Han Feng didn’t linger in the hangar.

All he wanted now was to return to his villa immediately and begin constructing the other half of the fifth cycle: the Triple Burner Meridian of Hand Shaoyang.

Once that Dao Vein was also solidified, the fifth "Inner and Outer Barrier" cycle would be complete.

His Cultivation would officially reach the Meridian Passage Realm Fifth Layer Perfection, and his physical Defense Power would undergo a qualitative leap.

In the days that followed, Han Feng entered an extremely regimented "Krypton Gold Liver Emperor" mode.

During the day, he would spend a day and a half in his villa’s Underground Cultivation Chamber, opening up the nascent form of a new Dao Vein.

Then, he would appear at Hangar Seven to spend half a day resolving the various technical hurdles encountered by the "Ghost" project.

While he was there, he would use the Sword Storage Technique to nurture his newly formed Dao Vein.

Every time he appeared, a bottleneck that had stumped the entire team for days would be resolved with ease.

Gradually, the project team grew accustomed to this.

Whenever the consultant appeared, it meant a miracle was about to happen.

And once the Dao Vein was initially stabilized, Han Feng would pilot the "Ghost" fighter jet and disappear ten thousand meters into the sky.

Every ascent meant a massive consumption of resources.

Every landing represented another small step forward in his Cultivation.

The tenth Dao Vein, the Heart Meridian of Hand Shaoyin—solidified! Meridian Passage Realm Fifth Layer Perfection!

The eleventh Dao Vein, the Small Intestine Meridian of Hand Taiyang—solidified! Meridian Passage Realm Sixth Layer!

The twelfth Dao Vein, the Bladder Meridian of Foot Taiyang—solidified! Meridian Passage Realm Sixth Layer Perfection!