My Ultimate Sign-in System Made Me Invincible - Chapter 288

Chapter 288: Success!
The moment, the final strike landed on the spear blade with a clean, heavy sound that echoed through the room.

The metal shook once, then stopped moving completely. The violent lightning that was seconds away from exploding out of the blade only seconds ago froze in place.

It was like watching a storm freeze in mid-air.

The forge fell into a defeaning silence, only broken occasionally by the sound of the fire crackling in the furnace.

Liam stared at the spear blade with a small frown. The fusion didn’t behave the way he expected. He didn’t feel rejection from the essence fighting back. The blade didn’t crack, bend, or explode. Everything has just… stopped.

Master Han and Luo looked at the spear blade, then at Liam, then at the spear blade again. Their bodies were tense and cold sweat lined their backs.

Master Han stepped forward, and asked with a stiff breath, “Liam… did… did it fail?”

Liam expected this question. He turned to the old blacksmith, saw the worry in his eyes, and smiled.

“Wait for it.”

Both Master Han and Luo froze, and it was like the room held its breath.

And then… the spear blade trembled. It started with a small shake at first, then a stronger one. Then a violent one.

The tremble grew so intense that the anvil itself shook slightly under the blade. Thin lines of lightning crawled out from the metal like small snakes. They hissed and snapped, coiling around the blade with rising speed.

Luo stumbled back until his shoulders hit the wall. And Master Han’s mouth fell open.

The spear blade lifted off the anvil. Slowly… gently… as if a hand had pulled it upward from the inside.

It hovered in the air, bending the space around it as streaks of lightning circled it. The room glowed blue. Sparks danced across the walls. The pressure rising from the blade felt heavy enough to crush someone below Qi Refinement.

Liam stared at the blade, stunned for a moment. He had seen many strange things since the system entered his life. But a half-forged spear floating above an anvil while wrapped in violent lightning was new.

“Aren’t you being a little too dramatic because it’s the final fusion?” He muttered.

But what happened next made even him pause.

The lightning tendrils twisted around each other and they grew thicker. They stretched longer and merged. Slowly, their movement began forming a shape.

It was the shape of a serpent. A white serpent made of lightning.

The illusion of the White Horned Thunder Python wrapped around the floating blade, coiling around it with a slow, heavy motion.

Master Han’s legs almost gave out when he saw the scene. Luo had no words left. He could even barely breathe.

Liam understood what this meant.

This was the moment the weapon chose its form. This was the moment the essence decided if it accepted the forge or rejected it.

This was the moment the lightning beast either surrendered… or destroyed the weapon completely.

And he needed to finish his part.

Liam grabbed the new spear blade from mid-air. Lightning tore at his palms, but even though it was raging, it still felt like warm static to him. The phantom serpent hissed and wrapped around his arm. Its fangs bit his wrist, but only sparks flickered there.

Liam reached for the wooden spear shaft he prepared earlier and fixed the blade onto it firmly.

The result was instant, as lightning shot down the shaft and scorched it pitch black. The wood burned from the inside, cracked apart, and crumbled into ash between Liam’s fingers.

He blinked in surprise and muttered to himself, “Okay… that won’t work.”

“Liam, stop! That is too much for—,” Master Han yelped behind him.

The rest of his words died in his throat as Liam reached for the second wooden shaft. He attached it quickly and the lightning wrapped around it.

The shaft exploded in his hands and wood dust flew everywhere.

Luo ducked under a table and Master Han covered his head with both arms.

Liam stared at the pile of ash and sighed.

“Alright. No more wooden shafts.”

He finally understood what his Primordial Forge Authority had been doing for him so far. If not for the Authority’s subtle protection during the forging, he would have become a roasted corpse long ago. The lightning essence alone was probably enough to kill cultivators, which he isn’t even one yet.

He wiped his hands and looked around the forge.

“I need a spiritual tree,” he said and he remembered a place.

His secret realm. It was filled with spiritual energy dense enough for someone to cultivate to the Mahayana Realm. The entire realm was made of flora, plus the dense amount of spiritual energy, this means all sorts of spiritual trees, herbs, vines, and materials existed inside.

And any one of those trees would be strong enough to withstand lightning essence.

Liam turned to Master Han and said, “I’ll be back soon.”

Before the old blacksmith could even open his mouth, Liam vanished.

Master Han stared at the empty space where Liam had been. For a moment, he thought he imagined it.

“He… he teleported…”

Luo, still half hiding behind a tool rack, whispered, “Master… should we… still be breathing in this room…?”

Before Master Han could answer, Liam reappeared in the exact same spot.

This time, he held a long white shaft in his right hand. It looked simple at first glance—but the closer Master Han looked, the more his body trembled.

He could feel the spiritual pressure leaking from the wood. It was filled with power. He knew that the stick was definitely cut from a tree that has gained spiritual intelligence. And probably a very high one at that.

Liam walked toward the floating lightning ball that the spear blade was still suspended in, mid-air, with the phantom serpent still wrapped around it.

Without hesitation, Liam reached inside the lightning and sparks exploded around his arm.

He grabbed the spear blade and he pressed it onto the white shaft.

The reaction was instant, as the lightning exploded outward in a blinding flash. Thick tendrils wrapped around the entire spear. The coils tightened around the shaft, but this time, the wood didn’t burn.

The lightning serpent twisted around the spear, growing larger. Its form became clearer and clearer. A fully shaped serpent of lightning hovered in the air, wrapped around the spear from tip to base.

Then, the serpent’s head lifted, staring at Liam with fierce eyes before it dove into the spear.

The lightning surged inside and the aura around the spear tightened,as the metal and wood glowed with a deep blue-white light.

Then the light faded slowly and the spear floated down into Liam’s waiting hand.

He caught it and felt a rush of information flow into his mind, causing his smile to widen.

He swung the spear once, feeling as it cut the air cleanly, leaving a faint blue streak behind. He slammed the spear bottom against the ground and lightning erupted outward in a ring, then receded instantly back into the shaft.

When the light faded, a faint image remained on the spear’s blade; that of a coiled White Horned Thunder Python, etched in lightning lines.

Liam admired the weapon quietly. The weight and balance are perfect. It’s his best work yet.

Master Han and Luo stood frozen.

Master Han finally dropped to his knees without realizing it. Luo swallowed hard, shaking from head to toe.

“Well, the weapon came out nicely,”Liam said, as he turned to them.