Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 590: The Sword Spirit is Hard to Find and the Craftsman Expels the Guest

"Zhanbai...you want to install Zhanbai's sword spirit into this broken sword?"

Gu Shuliangyuan widened his eyes, as if he had heard something out of the Arabian Nights, and the broken blade in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Girl, do you know what you are talking about? This is no different from making another Huojin sword!"

His tone was full of disbelief, as if Yuhuiqing Palace's request was beyond his comprehension.

Yuhui Qinggong looked at him fearlessly, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

"Is it not possible? Senior Gu Shu, you are a master swordsmith, can't you even do such a small thing?"

She raised her chin slightly, her tone hinting at a challenge.

The air froze instantly, and an electric current seemed to flash between the two of them. The atmosphere was so tense that it was suffocating.

Gu Shuliangyuan took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the shock in his heart.

He said slowly: "Girl, you think things are too simple."

"Even if I'm a master swordsmith, I can't create a Hujin sword out of thin air like the Okuninushi God."

"But Zanbai has already been forged, hasn't it?"

Yuhui Qinggong pointed at the broken blade,

"It possesses special materials and properties. It only needs one more sword spirit to become the tenth Huojin Sword."

"Senior, you just need to help it find the right sword spirit."

Gu Shuliangyuan's face darkened and his tone became serious.

"Girl, you don't understand the meaning of sword spirits at all! The reason why Huojin swords are so powerful is because they have unique sword spirits."

"And these sword spirits are all transformed from gods or creatures with great power."

"Do you think you can just find any soul and turn it into a sword spirit?"

He paused and continued, "To become a sword spirit, five conditions must be met: first, the soul must be complete, without any defects; second, one must have possessed powerful strength during his lifetime, at least reaching the god level;"

"Third, one must possess extremely high intelligence, able to understand the mysteries of the sword. Fourth, one must voluntarily become a sword spirit, without any coercion. Fifth, the soul's abilities must be compatible with the sword's attributes."

Gu Shuliangyuan's voice became louder and louder, and his tone became more and more excited.

"These five conditions are indispensable! Do you know how difficult it is to find a soul that meets these conditions in this day and age?"

"The Huojin Sword is a divine artifact left over from ancient times. It is impossible to replicate it in modern times!"

Yuhui Qinggong was silent. She originally thought that as long as she found a powerful soul,

It would allow Zhan Bai to possess the sword spirit, but he didn't expect the conditions to be so harsh.

Gu Shuliangyuan's words were like a slap in the face, pulling her back to reality from her fantasy.

"In this era, the gods have long since disappeared, and powerful creatures are few and far between, let alone finding a soul that meets all the requirements..."

Gu Shuliangyuan's tone was filled with helplessness, "Miss, you are simply forcing me to do something I can't do!"

He shook his head and placed the broken blade back on the table. "Forgive me, I can't do anything."

He waved his hand as if to shoo away a fly and said, "You guys go and rest first. Let me be alone for a while."

Yuhui Qinggong and Lin Ye'er looked at each other and left the room silently.

Gu Shuliangyuan sat on the chair, looking at the broken blade on the table, lost in thought.

He knew that Yuhui Qinggong had deep feelings for Zhanbai, but the reality of the sword soul was too difficult and he really could not do anything.

As night fell, Lin Ye'er lay in bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

She tossed and turned, the image of Zhanbai constantly appearing in her mind.

She knew that Yuhuiqing Palace had paid a lot to repair Zhanbai,

Now that she has encountered such a difficult problem, she feels very sad.

Suddenly, she thought of a place - the Gods Mental Hospital.

There are many lunatics with great powers imprisoned there. Maybe... maybe a soul that meets the requirements can be found there?

Thinking of this, Lin Ye'er sat up suddenly.

She closed her eyes, concentrated, and tried to connect with the Asylum of the Gods.

After a dizzy spell, Lin Ye'er found herself in a familiar place.

This is the corridor of the Gods Mental Hospital. The walls on both sides are covered with various graffiti, and the air is filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Lin Ye'er walked forward cautiously. The corridor was empty, with only bursts of shrill screams coming from afar.

She came to a door, gently pushed it open, and looked inside.

In the room, a woman with disheveled hair was sitting on the bed, muttering to herself with a blank look in her eyes.

Lin Ye'er recognized this woman. She was...

"Doctor Merlin?" Lin Ye'er asked tentatively.

The woman raised her head and saw Lin Ye'er.

"You are... Lin Ye'er?"

Lin Ye'er nodded, her heart full of doubts.

Why is Dr. Merlin here?

Shouldn't she be...

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

"Ye'er, what are you doing?"

Lin Ye'er turned around suddenly and saw Brakier standing at the door, looking at her with a puzzled look.

Lin Ye'er gently patted Yuhui Qinggong's shoulder and comforted him, "Qinggong, don't be discouraged. You don't necessarily need a sword soul to repair Zhanbai!"

"Think of other ways, maybe you can find a cooler way to upgrade,"

"By then, Zhan Bai will become an enhanced and invincible version of the divine weapon, defeating everything!"

Yuhui Qinggong's originally dim eyes brightened slightly, but soon dimmed again.

"But...besides the sword spirit, is there any other way to restore Zhanbai..."

"The mountain man has a clever plan!"

Lin Ye'er blinked mysteriously.

"there's always a solution to any problem!"

"If all else fails, we can just put a film on it. It'll be so shiny that it'll still blind their titanium eyes!"

Yuhui Qinggong was amused by Lin Yeer's exaggerated expression, and his originally tense mood relaxed a little.

She sighed helplessly: "Well, we can only take it one step at a time."

Seeing that Yuhui Qinggong had given up his obsession with finding the sword spirit, Gu Shuliangyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He waved his hand, as if shooing away a fly, and said, "In that case, you can go first. I still have to work and don't have time to chat with you."

"Okay, goodbye, senior." Lin Ye'er pulled Yuhui Qinggong, and the two of them left Gushu Liangyuan's room reluctantly.

While walking on the road, Lin Ye'er suddenly remembered something and asked in confusion, "Qinggong, have you noticed that Senior Gushu's schedule seems a bit... unusual?"

"special?"

Yu Huiqing Palace was stunned for a moment, then realized what Lin Ye'er was referring to.

"You mean the thing about him sleeping during the day and forging at night? He's always been like this. You just get used to it."

"Only sleeping four hours a day? That's too much! Is he a master of time management?" Lin Ye'er exclaimed.

"He said it was to better feel the characteristics of the metal, only in the dead of night."

"Only then can we detect their subtle changes." Yuhui Qinggong explained.

"Well, he is indeed an artist, and his way of thinking is different from ours." Lin Ye'er shrugged to show her understanding.

"By the way, Ye'er,"

Yuhui Qinggong suddenly stopped and said seriously,

"Since Zanpaku has no sword spirit, our agreement is no longer valid. I intend to go alone..."

Lin Ye'er opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

"Well... well, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The two returned to their respective rooms.

Lin Ye'er lay on the tatami, closed her eyes, and planned to have a good rest.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Ye'er opened her eyes again and found herself in a familiar place.

It is a peaceful place with bright sunshine, shady trees, singing birds and fragrant flowers.

"Gods' Mental Hospital?" Lin Ye'er looked around and confirmed her location.

In the yard, patients and caregivers are carrying out various activities.

Some were playing basketball, some were playing chess, and some were chatting. It was a lively scene.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ye'er couldn't help but feel relieved.

It seems that Li Yifei manages this place in an orderly manner. He really works hard.

Lin Ye'er walked into the study, pushed the door open, and saw Brakier and Merlin sitting at the dining table eating.

"What delicious food are you eating?" Lin Ye'er asked with a smile.

"Oh, Ye'er, you're here."

Brakier looked up at Lin Yeer and said, "We are having barbecue. Do you want to join us?"

"No, I just woke up and I'm not hungry yet." Lin Ye'er waved her hand.

"What about those in room four? Are they okay?"

"They..."

Brakier sighed, "Same old as always. He refuses to come out for dinner or interact with others."

"I'll go see them." Lin Ye'er said, walking towards room four.

The door of Room 4 was closed. Lin Ye'er knocked gently but received no response.

She sighed,

"Alas, Sun Kongwu..."

Lin Ye'er murmured softly, "What should I do with you?"

She stood at the door, looking quietly at the closed door, lost in thought.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from inside the door, like... the growl of some wild beast...