Lu Yang had stayed at Hundred Refined Peak for three days, during which he engaged in discussions with Li Haoran on how to better refine flying sword pendants. "It needs to be as light as possible, otherwise it won't fly or will be too slow," Lu Yang insisted.
"What if we install an ejector seat? You know, just in case of danger, it can shoot up and help you escape?" Li Haoran suggested.
"A flying sword above my head? No, no. This is serious sword technique. Have you ever seen a sword cultivator placing their flying sword on their head?" Lu Yang shook his head vigorously.
After three days of hard work, their efforts bore fruit, and the pendant was finally ready.
"Shall we name it?" Li Haoran proposed.
"It looks like a carriage and can fly, how about calling it Flying Carriage?" Lu Yang came up with a rather simple name.
"Senior Brother Lu, why not give it a try?" Li Haoran was filled with satisfaction and wanted to see how Lu Yang would take to the skies.