Wizard: I Have a Cultivation System

Chapter 398: Chapter 86: The Ancients, All Living for a Hundred Years

"Brother," Aurora’s voice lowered, tinged with worry. "The Holy City right now... Saint Cyril is pushing the coronation so eagerly, even going so far as to use the Morning Star Bell... I’m a little worried about Elizabeth’s situation. After all, she..."

Murphy didn’t answer right away.

His gaze passed over the open invitation on his desk, seemingly cast toward the magnificent Chenxi Hall in the distant Holy City, toward the giant, verdigris-covered bell that had been silent for hundreds of years.

It traveled back eight years, to the lavender figure in the woods who had declared, "I need power."

Finally, Murphy said flatly, "She must ultimately walk her own path. The chessboard in the Holy City was set long ago. The players won’t change their moves just because there’s one more or one less spectator."

"Whether we intervene or not will have a limited impact on the core game, but it could drag the Monte Territory into an unnecessary whirlpool too early. Besides, as a Saint, she’ll be fine."

He paused and looked at Aurora, his gaze steady. "Reply to them. I will not be attending."

Aurora stared into Murphy’s eyes. After a moment, she nodded lightly and carefully put the invitation away.

"I understand."

...

「The next day, in the core server room of the river valley dam.」

This was a space far more spacious and complex than when it had first been built ten years ago.

The walls, ceiling, and floor were all covered with a special, silver-gray insulating and sound-absorbing material.

Several rows of server racks were lined up neatly against the walls. Through their observation windows, one could see densely packed, multi-layered composite chipboards, their surfaces etched with complex, micron-scale Dao Patterns.

In the center of the room, a display screen above a control console was currently showing a dynamic 3D map of the entire Monte Territory.

Murphy sat before the console, silently watching the constantly changing data on the main screen for a while.

Another ten years had passed.

From the initial clumsy prototype with its limited computing power—based first on vacuum tubes and later on primitive integrated circuits—to the current system with processing capabilities rivaling an early 21st-century supercomputer from his past life, only he knew the mental effort it had cost.

He moved the mouse, swiping lightly at the edge of the main screen.

The 3D map shrank to a corner, and the main interface switched to a multitasking management window.

Several processes were running on it simultaneously.

A Territory Resource Allocation Optimization Model, a Molecular Simulation for New Alloy Smelting, a Long-Term Climate Pattern Analysis based on Dam Power Generation Data, and a specially marked project named "Flying Sword - 7th Gen Core Algorithm Iteration."

Murphy’s gaze fell on the last project. He quickly clicked and dragged the mouse, pulling up the detailed workspace and data.

The screen was instantly filled with dense parameter tables, 3D coordinate systems, and a structural schematic of a Flying Sword far more complex than the one from ten years ago.

The "Dao Patterns" inside the sword’s body were composed of a multi-layered, three-dimensionally interwoven, and dynamically adjusting network.

Countless nodes and data streams flickered, connected, and verified themselves within the model.

As Murphy typed lines of commands on the physical keyboard, parameters changed, and different simulation and calculation modules were called upon.

On the main screen, sections of the Flying Sword model were continuously magnified and rotated. The trajectories of the Dao Patterns were fine-tuned, and simulations of Energy flow ran over and over, searching for the optimal solution.

HUMMM!

The operation indicator lights on the dedicated server racks flanking the console flickered rapidly, and the speed of their cooling fans increased slightly.

Time passed in silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Murphy stopped what he was doing, leaned back slightly, and let out a long sigh of relief.

On the main screen, the optimization progress bar for the Flying Sword model reached one hundred percent, and a green indicator representing "Current Iteration Theoretically Optimal" lit up.

The complex parameters converged to a relatively stable state, and the 3D model rotated slowly.

Murphy watched it quietly for a moment, then raised his hand, palm open and fingers spread.

The three-inch, Dark Gold Flying Sword silently materialized, hovering above his palm. It rotated slowly, emitting a low, pleasant hum.

After ten years of continuous reforging with Refined Gold, Thunder Marrow, and Mithril, the quality of this Flying Sword had long surpassed its original state, reaching the absolute limit of what he could currently achieve.

Initially, Murphy had used Refined Gold as its Immortal Sword Bone, Thunder Marrow as its Thunder Sword Soul, and the carapace of an Extraordinary Scorching Beast for the Sword Veins that circulated Energy.

However, while the Scorching Beast’s carapace could conduct Energy, it was from a creature that had only just entered the Extraordinary realm and thus had natural limitations. When faced with the demands of engraving higher-precision Dao Patterns, it gradually proved inadequate.

What replaced it was a special Spiritual Material from the Tower of Secret Silver—Mithril.

Its properties were gentle and stable, like the finest lubricant and shock-absorbing layer. After being meticulously refined and integrated into the Flying Sword, it filled the space between the tough framework of Refined Gold and the explosive core of Thunder Marrow, forming brand-new, more efficient Sword Veins.

With Mithril acting as a buffer, Refined Gold and Thunder Marrow—two Spiritual Materials with vastly different yet extremely powerful properties—could be bonded more closely and stably.

The Energy within the sword’s body, after being channeled, harmonized, and briefly stored by the Mithril network, became smoother and more controllable. When released, its bursts were more focused and swift.

This allowed the Flying Sword’s overall quality to take a leap forward.

It reached the limit of Quality 3.0.

As for the source of this precious Mithril, it was, of course, obtained through trade.

The source of the trade was the Tower of Secret Silver.

Yes, that’s right.

The Tower of Secret Silver.

Despite the convoluted situation on the Continent and the hostile relationship between the Church Court and the Tower of Secret Silver, not all channels were completely sealed off.

In certain borderlands, in the gray areas tacitly permitted by both sides, the flow of resources had never truly ceased.