Every groove had to be smooth and natural, aligned precisely with the qualities of the Jade Silver, drawing out its internal structure. The complexity involved was beyond verbal description.
Forging Jade Silver was difficult—it required countless strikes, even infusing it with spirit and life. But crafting battle armor was like refining its life signature, fully awakening its spirit and vitality. If Gu You was the father who gave this Jade Silver life, then Ye Xinglan was now its foster mother, nurturing it until it could spread its wings like a soaring eagle.
It was hard to say whose role was more difficult. If one had to choose, forging was generally seen as harder—but in truth, both roles were indispensable. Life could be created, but if it were misled during growth, it would still end up a failure.
Ye Xinglan's expression was utterly focused. Every thread of starlight from her Star God Sword was steady and precise—firm yet not excessive. Her sword's radiance wove endlessly, and the dense swordlight layered with the rich soul power that served as the foundation of it all.
The entire process looked so stylish that Gu You started considering whether he should study mecha manufacturing himself.
As time passed, the patterns on the Jade Silver grew deeper and more complex. From simple grooves, they turned into an intricate web—interlocking and intertwining—resonating with one another.
The metal's brilliance intensified, and the flecks of starlight on its surface moved and flowed like they were alive. Its life force grew more vibrant with every moment.
As its creator, Gu You could feel its joy vividly. It was stretching its limbs—it was growing.
Watching real battle armor being forged, Gu You could now fully understand why some people insisted the creator must participate personally. Without participating, one could never truly grasp its essence.
Seven hours passed. The swing of Ye Xinglan's sword finally began to slow. She was more than halfway done with the core formation's inscription, but her soul power was clearly running low.
Of course, by now, Gu You wasn't still watching. Somewhere during the process, he'd dozed off.
Ye Xinglan reached her left hand out to the side. Xu Lizhi immediately handed her a restorative meat bun. Her right hand continued moving the Star God Sword fluidly while she stuffed the bun into her mouth with her left and finished it in a few bites.
The glow on her sword remained unchanged. No matter her physical state, her grip never wavered.
The restorative bun replenished both stamina and soul power. Naturally, it helped.
Three minutes later, she reached out again and ate another.
Over the next segment of time, she ate one every three minutes to maintain her strength.
Her stamina wasn't the issue—it was her soul power that couldn't keep up. Worse, Xu Lizhi was getting worried. Her lower belly had begun to swell visibly.
Not everyone had great digestion. Ye Xinglan had eaten over twenty buns already—far more than her normal limit. At this rate, she might burst.
Food-type soul skills created energy-rich meals, but they were still food. Eating too much not only lacked benefits—it could be harmful. And fattening.
She was in a tough spot. Without eating, she couldn't continue crafting. But eating more might damage her body.
Ye Xinglan raised her left hand again—but this time, she stopped halfway and pulled it back. She couldn't eat another bite.
Twenty-something buns was her limit. Any more and she might lose control of the Star God Sword—or even her health. After hesitating, she chose not to eat more.
Sweat dripped from her forehead, but her expression never changed. Her sword moved faster than before, carving patterns with stability and speed. The armor continued to take form.
"Give me a red bean bun quickly!" Ye Xinglan suddenly shouted.
Xu Lizhi hesitated, but still released his third soul skill and handed her a Bloodthirsty Red Bean Bun.
Ye Xinglan grabbed it, inhaled deeply, and ate it.
The Bloodthirsty Red Bean Bun was Xu Lizhi's strongest soul skill. Its effects were tremendous. The moment she swallowed it, her aura shifted dramatically. Her dwindling soul power surged back up, and even her presence changed. Her stamina rocketed past its peak.
The bun drastically enhanced physical energy and vitality. The soul power increase was secondary—but still significant.
Her belly rapidly deflated. High circulation of blood and soul power spiked her digestion, and the earlier buns converted fully into energy. Her power soared.
Of course, the side effects were inevitable. She'd be extremely weak afterward, even suffering some life force depletion. Ye Xinglan was burning herself up to finish this armor.
The Star God Sword blazed brightly. The starlight threads it emitted became more solid and forceful. Every slash was like a chisel stroke, and the crafting process visibly sped up.
The sword burst into radiance again. Lines of dazzling star threads formed a great net, circling the Jade Silver, slicing with precision. By now, the metal had fully taken shape as a right-hand gauntlet and forearm plate. Threads of starlight crossed its surface, glowing and flickering like a cosmic sea.
But Ye Xinglan's body trembled. The red bean bun's effect was fading.
Even so, she pushed forward.
To be a mecha builder meant accepting this fate—struggling between life and death, chasing the impossible.
Ye Xinglan bit her lip, her eyes glowing like stars. Her hands never lost their steadiness, and her gaze never lost its focus. That kind of resolve—that kind of determination—drove her to keep going.
Starlight rained down. The threads interwove and covered the Jade Silver, bathing it in brilliance.
A blinding silver light shot up. Ye Xinglan gathered all her remaining strength and slashed nine final strokes, each one landing in that radiant storm. In that moment, light erupted and soared into the sky.
She had succeeded...
"The match is over." Wu Zhangkong stepped onto the arena and announced flatly.
With that, the team that would face the sixth-year students was officially decided...
(End of Chapter)
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