High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

’Out of energy already?’

Han Feng immediately used Introspection to check.

He saw that in his Dantian, his once-abundant 800 drops of Sword Essence had dwindled to less than 80, cowering pitifully in a corner.

He glanced at the timer on the wall.

Three minutes and twelve seconds.

’This isn’t burning fuel. This is burning my life away.’

Han Feng’s mouth twitched.

Going all out with the "Escapee" suit could drain him dry in just three minutes.

Although its speed was absurd, so fast that an ordinary fighter jet might not even catch him during takeoff, its endurance was a major drawback.

’Looks like being Jarvis isn’t so easy after all.’

Han Feng sighed, pulled an extremely expensive bottle of [High-Energy Spiritual Liquid] from his pocket, and chugged it down.

Although it had its flaws, its merits far outweighed them.

This equipment was never meant for drawn-out battles anyway.

Its purpose was very clear:

If he could win, he’d use the Sword Control Technique to kite his enemies.

If he couldn’t win or got ambushed, he would use it to buy a few life-saving seconds, create distance, and then escape by aircraft.

This was why Han Feng had named it the "Escapee."

’As long as I run fast enough, death can’t catch me.’

Han Feng sat down cross-legged and began to refine the medicinal power to recover his Sword Essence.

The creation of this suit shored up his biggest weakness at the moment.

Ground mobility and instantaneous burst power.

Now, even if he encountered that "Ghost Face" Grandmaster from the Blood Feeding Sect again, Han Feng was confident he could break through the blockade before the opponent’s oppressive aura descended. Even if he couldn’t win, escaping would be absolutely no problem.

Han Feng looked at the newly tested "Escapee" armor and clapped his hands in satisfaction.

With this thing, even if a Tier Four Grandmaster got in his face and unloaded on him, he could rely on its instantaneous burst of speed to make a clean getaway.

’I’ve got defense, and I’ve got mobility. Next up...’

With a flick of his hand, a short sword appeared in his palm.

It was none other than the remnant of the Tier Four Soul Soldier he’d scored off Li Tiecheng for free—"Broken Star."

Previously, due to a lack of ability and equipment, he had never reforged it.

Now, with [Spirit Rune Armament Construction (Mastery)] and the High-Energy Particle Melting Furnace, he was confident he could bring this scrap sword back to life.

Returning to the laboratory, Han Feng activated his Divine Thought.

The broken sword slowly floated up, hovering in the center of the Particle Furnace.

BOOM!

The next moment, a blue-white brilliance instantly submerged the broken sword.

The residual acid from the Insect Mother, the degraded alloy components, the broken and useless runes... under the impact of the terrifying, high-temperature particle stream, they were instantly obliterated.

All that remained was the purest essence of a Tier Four Demon Emperor’s bones and Void Meteorite Iron.

Han Feng’s eyes turned a solid silver-white as he fully activated [Spiritual Vision].

In his vision, the pool of liquefied metal seemed to transform into countless, neatly arranged stars.

"Void Mold."

No physical mold was needed. Han Feng’s immense Divine Sense enveloped the liquid like an invisible hand, rearranging its atomic structure on a microscopic level.

He stripped away the redundant structures from the original design—added for the sake of so-called "military-industrial aesthetics"—and kept only the most extreme form built for slaughter.

The sword’s body was elongated by an inch and made more slender, its edge taking on a sharpness so keen it was almost transparent.

Next came the main event—[Array Packaging].

Han Feng no longer carved the runes stroke by stroke. Instead, he constructed a complete composite array of "Armor-Piercing," "Tearing," and "Extreme Speed" directly in his mind.

Then, like stamping a seal, he instantly imprinted it into the still-molten Sword Embryo.

"The final step: [Dead Object Awakening]!"

Han Feng bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of Life Essence Blood, rich with pure Sword Essence, into the furnace’s fire.

At the same time, his powerful Spiritual Power transformed into a brand and slammed violently into the depths of the sword’s body.

VMMMM—!

The air in the laboratory seemed to freeze for an instant.

Immediately after, a clear and resonant sword hum suddenly rang out, not like the clash of metal, but more like the low growl of a waking beast.

The furnace fire died down.

A short sword, dark all over with starlight faintly flowing across its surface, hovered in the air. It didn’t radiate astonishing heat waves; instead, it emitted a heart-palpitating chill.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on successfully repairing and reforging a High Tier Weapon.]

[Item Name: Broken Star (Reforged)]

[Grade: Tier Three Top Grade Spiritual Soldier (Half-Step Spiritual Artifact)]

[Trait 1: Lingxi. Influenced by "Dead Object Awakening," the sword has developed a faint spirituality. It is telepathically linked to the Host, reducing Sword Control consumption by 40%.]

[Trait 2: Piercing. Retaining the properties of its original Tier Four materials, it can ignore all Energy Shields below Tier Three and inflict penetrating damage to Tier Four Shields.]

[Trait 3: Silence. Flies silently and is difficult to detect with Divine Sense.]

[System Evaluation: Although it has dropped from Tier Four, its foundation remains. As long as you are willing to Nurture it over a long period with the "Sword Storage Technique," its quality will be upgraded to a "Lower Grade Spiritual Artifact" once its spirituality greatly increases.]

Han Feng beckoned with his hand.

"Broken Star" transformed into a streak of light and instantly appeared in his palm, as docile as an extension of his own limb.

’So this is what it feels like for it to have spirituality?’

With a thought, Han Feng commanded it.

SWOOSH!

The short sword vanished into thin air.

The next second, a perfectly clean hole appeared silently on a three-layer composite armor target plate a hundred meters away.

No explosion, no flash of fire, only extreme speed and sharpness.

’Wherever my Divine Thought reaches, the sword arrives.’

Han Feng took a deep breath, his eyes filled with elation.

The power of this sword now was absolutely comparable to a Tier Three Top Grade Armor-Piercing Bullet, and one that could be endlessly retrieved and change its trajectory at will.

Han Feng stored "Broken Star" close to his body and circulated the Sword Storage Technique within him, splitting off a wisp of Sword Essence to slowly nourish the blade.

Self-preservation and offense, handled.

’Alright, time to get down to business.’

Han Feng stretched, pushed open the laboratory doors, and prepared to push forward the development of the Shadow Fighter with all his effort.

He would strive to get it done this month, so he could also catch the opportunity Vice Dean Chen had mentioned.