Spear Technique

As Frank emerged from the confines of his room, a sense of liberation washed over him like a cool breeze on a hot summer's day. Freed from the restraints that had once bound his cultivation, he felt a newfound sense of vitality coursing through his veins, as if the weight of mortality had been lifted from his shoulders.

With each step he took, Frank reveled in the sensation of freedom, relishing the simple pleasure of feeling the fresh air against his skin. The world around him seemed to sparkle with renewed vibrancy, as if celebrating his triumphant return from the trials that had tested his mettle and resolve.

Carrying the equipment he had acquired on his journey, Frank felt a sense of pride and accomplishment swell within him. Each piece of gear was a tangible reminder of the trials he had overcome and the challenges he had faced, a testament to his resilience and resourcefulness in the face of adversity.

As he strolled through the familiar surroundings of the sect, Frank couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the world around him. Every tree, every blade of grass seemed to hum with life, a testament to the resilience of nature and the indomitable spirit of living beings.

Strolling outside, frank remembered the reward from the system update he pulled up the system notification checking his reward.

[REWARD]

[PAST LIFE PERFECT MEMORY RECALL]

As Frank's memories from his previous life flooded back into his consciousness, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder at the depth and breadth of his experiences. Unlike the expected pain or disorientation that often accompanied such profound revelations, Frank found himself embracing his newfound knowledge with a sense of calm acceptance.

With each recollection, he marveled at the richness of his past, the people he had known, the places he had been, and the lessons he had learned along the way. Though the memories stirred a myriad of emotions within him—joy, sorrow, love, and longing—he welcomed them all with open arms, recognizing them as integral parts of his identity.

"Hey Frank haven't seen you in 3 days" shouted Simon making his way towards him.

"Yeah, was pretty busy" replied Frank dodging the back slap from Simon.

As Frank caught up with Simon on the events of the past three days, he couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for his friend's remarkable progress. Over the month they had spent working together at the forging hall, Frank had witnessed firsthand Simon's incredible talent and dedication to his craft.

Despite being close friends, Frank couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy at Simon's rapid advancement. While Simon had effortlessly ascended to the rank of master blacksmith in just a month, Frank knew that he himself lacked the innate talent and aptitude that his friend possessed.

As Simon dragged Frank to the forging hall, a sense of anticipation coursed through his veins. Despite his initial reluctance, Frank couldn't deny the familiar pull of the forge, the rhythmic clang of metal on metal calling out to him like a siren's song.

As they entered the hall, Frank felt a surge of excitement wash over him, his senses heightened by the sights and sounds of the bustling workshop. The air was thick with the scent of hot metal and the sound of hammers striking anvils, creating a symphony of sound that filled him with a sense of peace and exhilaration.

With each strike of the hammer, Frank felt the weight of his worries and anxieties melt away, replaced by a singular focus on the task at hand. The act of forging became a form of meditation for him, a way to quiet his restless mind and find solace in the simple act of creation.

He didn't intend to forge anything specific, only folding the metal over on itself, unknown to him increasing the carbon content in the iron slab and converting it into steel. Focusing on what he was doing he realized what he was doing, increasing the carbon content in the iron while removing the impurities.

"Oy hey, Simon come help me with something?" shouted Frank wanting him to help him in forging one of the most popular weapons on the earth.

He explained the process to Simon briefing him about the nuances of this forging method, this being one of the most popular weapons Frank has watched many of these being forged. This forging process required the folding of the steel thousand times infusing carbon into the steel increasing the carbon content.

Finishing the arm breaking, excruciatingly painful process, Frank asked Simon to draw out the steel into a thin curved sword, keeping the back of the sword a low carbon content steel while the sharp edge the high carbon steel. The low carbon steel was softer keeping the sword from breaking while the high carbon steel was harder and able to keep an edge, both these combined made the perfect combinations.

As Frank put the final touches on the handle of the weapon, a sense of satisfaction washed over him. With each stroke of his hand, the katana began to take shape, its sleek lines and razor-sharp edge a testament to his skill and dedication.

With a sense of anticipation, Frank lifted the katana from the workbench, feeling its weight and balance in his hand. As he swung the weapon through the air, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through his veins, his wildest fantasies coming to life before his very eyes.

With each graceful arc of the blade, Frank felt a sense of empowerment and freedom, as if he had unlocked a hidden reservoir of strength and skill within himself. The katana moved effortlessly through the air, its blade gleaming in the light of the forge as it sliced through the air with precision and grace.

Frank trusted Simon and the leaders of the sect enough to leave the patient and copyright process of the forging technique to him. Leaving the katana to Simon frank left the forging hall for the manuals hall, he had the multishot technique he wanted to donate to the sect, he wanted to do something for the minor sect, after all, it had given him a home for him to live comfortably in.

With a wooden training spear in hand, Frank made his way to the training ground, a sense of excitement coursing through him as he prepared to engage in friendly sparring matches with his fellow disciples. As he approached, he observed the diligent training sessions taking place all around him, the air filled with the sounds of grunts and the clatter of weapons.

Spotting a fellow disciple who seemed eager for a challenge, Frank approached with a friendly smile, offering the wooden training spear as a gesture of invitation. To his delight, the disciple accepted the offer without hesitation, eager to test their skills against Frank's expertise.

With mutual respect and camaraderie, Frank and his sparring partner engaged in a spirited bout, their wooden spears clashing and echoing across the training ground. Despite the intensity of their exchange, Frank made sure to offer guidance and encouragement, helping his opponent to improve their technique and hone their abilities.

As the spar continued, Frank found himself thoroughly enjoying the opportunity to help his fellow disciples grow and develop their skills. With each exchange, he offered constructive feedback and pointers, sharing his knowledge and experience to support their progress.

He had no trouble defeating the disciples, some asked to spar again who met the same fate, slowly more and more people asked to spar with him, and the crowd slowly started surrounding them, he not only defeated each disciple he also guided them on how to wield the spear better.

As Frank led the training session on the training ground, he noticed Ethan from the technique modification department observing attentively from the sidelines. Ethan's presence didn't go unnoticed by Frank, who welcomed him warmly and encouraged him to participate in the session.

Ethan eagerly joined the group, his notebook in hand as he listened intently to Frank's instructions and guidance. With a keen eye for detail, he noted down every word and observation, eager to learn from Frank's expertise in combat and training techniques.

Throughout the session, Frank made sure to involve Ethan in the discussions and demonstrations, encouraging him to ask questions and share his insights. Together, they discussed various aspects of combat and training, exchanging ideas and perspectives that enriched the learning experience for everyone involved.

As the training session progressed, Ethan's enthusiasm and dedication shone through, his passion for learning evident in every scribbled note and attentive nod. Frank appreciated Ethan's eagerness to absorb knowledge and improve his skills, and he made sure to offer encouragement and support at every opportunity.

By the end of the session, Ethan had amassed a wealth of valuable insights and techniques, thanks to Frank's patient guidance and expertise. As they parted ways, Frank knew that Ethan would continue to excel in his role in the technique modification department, armed with the knowledge and experience gained from their shared training session.

"I would like to recommend something," said Ethan.

"Yeah, I'm all ears" replied Frank walking to his side.

As Ethan complimented Frank on his impressive skills and leadership during the sparring session, Frank couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at the recognition from a fellow disciple. Grateful for the acknowledgment, he nodded graciously and followed Ethan as he led the way towards JJ's residence.

Curious about the recommendation Ethan had mentioned, Frank's mind raced with possibilities as they made their way through the sect grounds. He wondered what role JJ, the leader of the hunting party, might play in this unexpected turn of events.

Arriving at JJ's residence, Frank's curiosity grew as Ethan knocked on the door and awaited a response. Moments later, the door swung open, revealing JJ standing before them with a curious expression.

As they settled into the cozy ambiance of the restaurant, the trio wasted no time delving into the heart of their discussion. With a shared history of collaboration and camaraderie, JJ, Ethan, and Frank were well acquainted with each other's strengths and abilities, laying a solid foundation for their partnership.

Ethan's suggestion of crafting a personalized spear technique immediately captured the attention of both JJ and Frank. With their combined expertise in spear combat and martial arts, they recognized the potential for creating something truly exceptional together.

JJ nodded in agreement, his eyes bright with enthusiasm. "I think that's a fantastic idea," he replied, a spark of excitement evident in his voice. "A customized spear technique tailored to our strengths could give us a significant advantage in battle."

Frank chimed in, his mind already buzzing with ideas. "I'm all for it," he said, a grin spreading across his face. "With Ethan's expertise in technique modification and our shared experience in combat, I'm confident we can create something truly formidable."

With their collective determination and expertise, the trio began brainstorming ideas, bouncing thoughts and concepts off each other with fervent energy. Over plates of delicious food and lively conversation, they laid the groundwork for their collaborative endeavor, united in their shared goal of crafting a spear technique that would set them apart on the battlefield.

As they left the restaurant, the first rays of morning light greeted them, casting a golden glow over the bustling streets. Despite the late hour, the trio felt energized and invigorated by their productive discussion, their minds abuzz with ideas and possibilities for the creation of their new spear technique.

With the groundwork laid for their collaboration, Frank couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for the journey ahead. As they walked through the streets, he turned to his companions with a grin, ready to continue the conversation.

"Looks like we've got our work cut out for us," Frank remarked, his voice tinged with anticipation. "But I have a feeling that with our combined skills and determination, we'll be able to craft something truly extraordinary."

Ethan nodded in agreement, his expression thoughtful. "Absolutely," he replied. "With the resources at our disposal and the talent of our team, I'm confident we can create a technique that will elevate our sect to new heights."

JJ's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as he chimed in, his voice filled with determination. "I'm ready to give it my all," he declared. "Together, we'll forge a technique that will make our sect proud."

"Craft"

{MELLINIUM FAN+DANCING DOLL: COFFIN]

[CLAY POT+ZEELS DAGGER: GRAVITY ORB]

[UMBRELLA+SCYTHE: TEMPERING BATHTUB]

He tried looking for all the items in the sect market hoping to craft all the items, no matter how much he tried he could only come by item to craft the [TEMPERING BATHTUB].

"The options decreased from 5 to 3, still the items are random as always," said Frank talking to himself.

As Frank made his way to the Qi absorption technique development hall, a flicker of concern crossed his mind. He hoped that his absence hadn't caused any trouble or led to repercussions from his superiors. It had been three days since he last attended, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had been fired or reprimanded for his prolonged absence.