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Chapter 1888 - 1883: Three Swords, One Missing · Oct 14, 2026

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1851 Chapter 1849 - 1844: Morning Slumber 2026-10-14
1852 Chapter 1850 - 1845: 2-001 2026-10-14
1853 Chapter 1851 - 1846: Artifact Seedbed (Part 1) 2026-10-14
1854 Chapter 1852 - 1847: Vessel Seedbed (Part 2) 2026-10-14
1855 Chapter 1853 - 1848: Seedbed of Implements (Part 3) 2026-10-14
1856 Chapter 1854 - 1849: Vessel Seedbed (4) 2026-10-14
1857 Chapter 1855 - 1850: Vessel Seedbed (5) 2026-10-14
1858 Chapter 1856 - 1851: Seedbed of Instruments (6) 2026-10-14
1859 Chapter 1857 - 1852: Vessel Seedbed (7) 2026-10-14
1860 Chapter 1858 - 1853: Seedbed of Artifacts (8) 2026-10-14
1861 Chapter 1859 - 1854: Seedbed of Vessels (9) 2026-10-14
1862 Chapter 1860 - 1855: Artifact Seedbed (10) 2026-10-14
1863 Chapter 1861 - 1856: Instrument Seedbed (11) 2026-10-14
1864 Chapter 1862 - 1857: Seedbed of Vessels (12) 2026-10-14
1865 Chapter 1863 - 1858: Seedbed of Artifacts (13) 2026-10-14
1866 Chapter 1864 - 1859: Seedbed of Instrumental Breeds (14) 2026-10-14
1867 Chapter 1865 - 1860: Seedbed of Instrumental Species (15) 2026-10-14
1868 Chapter 1866 - 1861: Artifact Seedbed (16) 2026-10-14
1869 Chapter 1867 - 1862: Seedbed of Artifacts (17) 2026-10-14
1870 Chapter 1868 - 1862: Instrument Seedbed (18) 2026-10-14
1871 Chapter 1869 - 1864: Seedbed of Artifacts (19) 2026-10-14
1872 Chapter 1870 - 1865: Artifact Seedbed (20) 2026-10-14
1873 Chapter 1871 - 1866: Artifact Seedbed (21) 2026-10-14
1874 Chapter 1872 - 1867: Vessel Seedbed (22) 2026-10-14
1875 Chapter 1873 - 1868: Seedbed of Vessels (23) 2026-10-14
1876 Chapter 1874 - 1869: Seedbed of Artifact Species (24) 2026-10-14
1877 Chapter 1875 - 1870: Seedbed of the Vessel (25) 2026-10-14
1878 Chapter 1876 - 1871: Artifact Seedbed (26) 2026-10-14
1879 Chapter 1877 - 1872: Vessel Seedbed (27) 2026-10-14
1880 Chapter 1878 - 1873: Seedbed of Vessels (28) 2026-10-14
1881 Chapter 1879 - 1874: Seedbed of Implements (29) 2026-10-14
1882 Chapter 1880 - 1875: Instrument Seedbed (30) 2026-10-14
1883 Chapter 1881 - 1876: Artifact Seedbed (31) 2026-10-14
1884 Chapter 1882 - 1877: Artifact Seedbed (32) 2026-10-14
1885 Chapter 1883 - 1878: Artifact Seedbed (33) 2026-10-14
1886 Chapter 1884 - 1879: Seedbed of Artifacts (34) 2026-10-14
1887 Chapter 1885 - 1880: Vessel Seedbed (End) 2026-10-14
1888 Chapter 1886 - 1881: Spirit Lamp, Guiding Lamp 2026-10-14
1889 Chapter 1887 - 1882: Ominous Star Swaddling 2026-10-14
1890 Chapter 1888 - 1883: Three Swords, One Missing 2026-10-14
1891 Chapter 1889 - 1884: Reasons to Wake and Sleep 2026-10-14
1892 Chapter 1890 - 1885: A Chance Encounter 2026-10-14
1893 Chapter 1891 - 1886: Always with a Purpose 2026-10-14
1894 Chapter 1892 - 1887: Motives and Revelations 2026-10-14
1895 Chapter 1893 - 1888: Silent Spirit 2026-10-14
1896 Chapter 1894 - 1889: Multiple Ending Story 2026-10-14
1897 Chapter 1895 - 1890: Genius Girl 2026-10-14
1898 Chapter 1896 - 1891: First Encounter 2026-10-14
1899 Chapter 1897 - 1892: Unyielding in the Face of Power 2026-10-14
1900 Chapter 1898 - 1893: Legend of the Century’s King of Poaching 2026-10-14

Chapter 1888: Chapter 1883: Three Swords, One Missing

Empty bright flower, the scab of the world.

The item acquired from the last Vacuum Flower mission, from the rising talents of the Blind Eye Association, the Golden Saints, has yet to be used.

And its usage requirements are simple: a certain quantity of gold, plus sufficiently pure extraordinary traits, upon contact automatically forges the corresponding extraordinary item.

So even pure waste might count as a form of purity, right?

Achieved even under the condition of full divine presence itself.

Fu Qian was quite convinced that this Swaddling Holy Grail in his hand ranked astonishingly high.

Specifically, if he wasn’t careful, it could exceed the one-time usage limit of the Vacuum Flower.

From this perspective, it was yet another case of ”everything has been arranged for the best.”

After all, with Kaldora’s completion, it might indeed surpass the Second Phase.

Perhaps at that time it wouldn’t be waste, but possess other wondrous effects, but wouldn’t he then miss a chance to become a Golden Saint?

Now, the only problem is, where to get some gold?

Sighing once again at the indescribable wonder of cause and effect, Fu Qian pensively set the two items aside for the time being, and picked up the mask beside him.

...

The morning light was faint, and the frost rose with the sun.

The Academy in winter was quickly regaining its vitality.

However, Su Zhiyan, who had been busy all night, was clearly still napping.

Fu Qian did not rush to wake her, nor did he ask the Night Watchman for a bit of sponsorship, but instead went straight to the side and picked up a golden candlestick.

Indeed, although there were no candles, there was indeed a candlestick here, and it was entirely of real gold.

Quite large, adorned with intricate and elaborate patterns, its aura of luxury was undeniable.

This was one of the requirements for upgrading the laboratory hardware at the time.

Professor Fu was not lying; even though he did not yet have suitable extraordinary traits, it seemed reasonable to arrange for related experimental materials.

He particularly mentioned to Professor Chang Mo at the time that a solid gold ornament was needed.

He emphasized that the design could be imaginative, but the weight must be substantial.

And it was apparent that Miss Liushuang’s evaluation of her mentor was not exaggerated.

Although this requirement was so outrageous that Chang Mo’s face almost touched the ground, the execution was meticulous indeed.

Its weight was undoubtedly considerable, and the craftsmanship on it was excellent. Who knows where she requisitioned it from.

Of course, no matter how exquisite the design is, the time for burning the zither to cook the crane had come.

Fu Qian removed the mask again.

...

Let me think, the simultaneous contact of extraordinary traits and sufficient gold...

The warehouse remained silent, and to prevent the candlestick from being damaged by corrosion, Fu Qian almost clutched it to his chest, integrating it into his conceptual self.

Recalling the rules for using Riftforge, Fu Qian immediately picked up the dreamlike item and placed it atop the candlestick.

It must be said, the visual effects of the two items were splendid, with the Holy Grail appearing relatively humble in comparison.

Fu Qian placed the final item on the other side of the Riftforge, setting them down in the air on the table.

It was indeed quite simple, and the fact proved that pure waste was indeed a form of purity.

Mere seconds of waiting, and the flower-like structure within the Riftforge began to move as if alive.

...

At a certain moment, Fu Qian seemed to see the Vacuum Flower he once gazed upon in the underground workshop through the will of the Saint Fighters.

However, despite its dreamlike illusion that blinded the eyes, the unfolding crystalline flower was ultimately far inferior.

Just a crude indirect representation, with no possibility of observing that darkness any longer.

Quickly making such a judgment, Fu Qian, feeling slightly regretful, focused his attention entirely on the changes.

Though crude, it seemed sufficient for the Second Phase.

Some sort of reflection from the rift was transmitted by the flower before him, rapidly resonating and bouncing between the gold and the Holy Grail.

Snap—

A mournful tremor accompanied as the flower shattered into countless crystal clusters and points and planes, drawing the two objects together.

Fu Qian watched with wide eyes as the Holy Grail guarded by the sacrificial efforts of the three Apocalypse Knights was crushed to pieces, not to mention the golden candlestick.

The latter had lost all semblance of its original form, with the amount of material scattered reaching a process loss rate alarming enough to report.

But there’s no need to be so petty; after all, it’s not over yet—

Fu Qian, expressionless, watched as everything was compressed to a point, and just when you’d expect the usual polarity switch to expansion presenting a peerless divine weapon, it didn’t happen.

That point simply vanished.

...

This seems a bit excessive, doesn’t it?

Just further processing, and you ground everything away?

The warehouse was extremely quiet, and the gold spender, Professor Fu, remained emotionally stable, quietly summarizing the current situation.

And it wasn’t long before a moment came when he reached out and grasped the void.

Like performing magic, the next moment a new object appeared in his hand, even quite substantial.

It turns out words shouldn’t be spoken rashly; did this really kick me to the Swordsmanship Department?

And Fu Qian looked down and contemplated.

Indeed, it was truly a weapon, even an actual sword.

The lines were smooth, almost of a two-handed sword in length, yet due to its slender, sharp blade, it had an incongruous lightness.

There were no excessive decorations, but just by its outer silhouette, it exuded an elegance, as if even brushing against it was a crime.

Of course, that wasn’t the most important—the material and visuals of the sword were quite special.

To describe it, it seemed as if the earlier clusters and the Swaddling Holy Grail were shattered and mixed, ultimately forged together under some peculiar pattern.

The result was a genuine manifestation of intertwining gold and silver-white, forming special patterns within the blade.

But never mind all that; where’s our gold?

Just looking like it isn’t right, did all that material really just vanish?

...

Indeed, crafting a sword was somewhat unexpected.

Considering the usage rules of Riftforge, Fu Qian understood that the form of the final product largely depends on extraordinary traits.

The gold would be automatically twisted into a suitable carrier form, much like the Saint Fighters in the workshop.

And stemming from such an odd mission, with a name like Divine Swaddling, it feels like it should have been a mysterious weapon akin to a Blood Drop, with a more fitting aesthetic.

Unfortunately, this self-crafted item lacked detailed instructions, or even a name, offering no way to discern further reasons from it.

But as the old saying goes, always look on the bright side.

At least now, it seems I can help give it a name, like—Sword Three Minus One?

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