Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The following morning, Lin Tianhao erged from his cave abode, his face as black as charcoal. He imdiately saw the thirty over burly puppets, which made his anger skyrocket. He shut his eyes before turning to return to his cave abode a while later. He packed up his belongings, and when he erged again, he stepped away in a steadfast manner without turning his head once.
He no longer wished to fight Wang Baole there, having recognized that it was a waste of ti. If the status quo was maintained, Wang Baole would not be the least affected. Rather, his own cultivation would be hampered, and his progress in making Dharmic Artifacts would be slowed.
Realizing that Lin Tianhao had packed up and left, Wang Baole suddenly grew anxious. He ran out and waved to him, intending to persuade him to return, but Lin Tianhao sped up upon seeing Wang Baole.
Ah, what a perfect test subject. What a pity that he left just like that...
Seeing Lin Tianhao disappear into the distance, Wang Baole felt troubled. In the end, he shook his head, sighing, as he turned to return to the cave abode.
Lin Tianhao, who was leaving the area with break neck speed, carried an awful facial expression. If this was his ho city, he would not have lacked ideas to deal with of Wang Baole. However, in this Dao College, all his thods had failed completely.
Wang Baole, I’ll teach you the aning of regret the day I beco an Armant Soldier!
The news of Lin Tianhao moving out was shocking to so who had been keeping tabs on him. However, few people actually bothered about it, for the Dharmic Armant Pavilion was vast like a palace, and there were so many disciples each with their own matters to focus on. Even though there were many ssages posted previously on the Spirit Intranet insulting and maligning Wang Baole, the most it did was make his na less foreign. People who had not interacted with him previously would not care much about his looks to identify him.
At the sa ti, seeing that the neighboring cave abode was vacant, Wang Baole tried many ans and bribed his Senior Brother from the Pavilion Administrative Departnt to unlock the array formation in secret. He made a passageway into the neighboring cave abode, instantly doubling his space into a large suite. Wang Baole’s troubled mood due to Lin Tianhao leaving without a word was instantly lifted.
It was also at this point in ti that he began preparing himself for his advancent to beco an Armant Disciple. He was determined to make a hundred first-grade Dharmic Artifacts in one go in order to be promoted to an Armant Disciple.
However, before this, he took out his Hallucination Pillow and entered the hallucination realm. He had already rented the Hallucination Pillow for five years, and since it was not due yet, he did not return it.
Now, in the hallucination realm, Wang Baole retrieved his black mask again. He wanted to ask Little Missy if a suitable cultivation technique similar to the Qi Devouring Art was available for the True Breath realm.
After all, to Wang Baole, the Qi Devouring Art complented the Qi Fostering Art. Therefore, it could be possible that there existed more profound cultivation techniques for refining artifacts than the Technique of Infinite Armant Transformation.
However, when he vocalized his thoughts, the mask remained unresponsive. Wang Baole was unfazed by Little Missy’s stubbornness and continued asking the mask questions sweetly, using a voice he deed as gentle.
“The gorgeous, unbelievably adorable Little Missy, your Baole is here to see you.
“Little Missy, the Golden Body that you’ve introduced to was extrely useful. The mont I stepped into the mystic realm, every single Spirit Root that saw imdiately fell in love with , making embarrassed.”
Wang Baole pretended to be demure while speaking as he stole glances at the mask. After experiencing the incident that occurred after he returned from the Spirit Breath Village, he did not attempt to test the water with his questions again.
Finally, when he ntioned the phrase ‘Golden Body’, the mask reacted, flashing several tis quickly. The impression that it gave Wang Baole was that Little Missy was feeling emotional. He imdiately grew alert as he thought about whether it would be better for him to pay a visit another day since Little Missy seed to be in a bad mood.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning imdiately shot out from the mask.
“Little Missy, what are you doing?” Wang Baole’s eyes were wide open, and he swiftly retreated.
However, the speed of the lightning was so fast that Wang Baole could not avoid it. The lightning struck his body, and as the soreness and numbness spread within his body, Wang Baole was thrown into shock. The lightning circulated near his dantian, where the devouring seed was, and after sensing Wang Baole’s complete spirit ridians and the Spirit Root within his devouring seed, it imdiately burrowed out. When it returned to the mask, it lingered within the hallucination realm and mumbled, “What luck this irritating fatty has...”
“Who?” The mumble was very soft, and Wang Baole did not manage to hear it completely. He only heard the phrase ‘irritating fatty’, which make his hair stand on end. After realizing that it was the mask who was speaking, he took a deep breath. He had long ntally prepared himself for this, and even though he was surprised that the mask could speak, he was able to accept it.
However, the ‘irritating fatty’ ntioned by the mask stirred Wang Baole’s emotions. He looked around, and his eyes landed on the mask eventually, looking doubtful.
“Little Missy, was it you who was speaking? There’s no fatty here.”
Already oblivious to Wang Baole’s act of feigning ignorance, the Little Missy within the mask did not continue speaking. However, words began appearing on the mask.
Wang Baole beca alert as he began reading the words. However, disappointnt soon filled him, as the words on the mask were not regarding the cultivation techniques that he desired. Instead, it was a formula for a Dharmic Artifact.
After studying the formula described for a mont, Wang Baole realized that it was for a scabbard!
“You want to refine a scabbard? What so great about refining a scabbard? It’s not a flying sword. Besides, a scabbard is not required for a flying sword.” Wang Baole sounded unwilling.
Sensing the unwillingness in Wang Baole’s tone, the mask flashed again, and a new ssage appeared on it.
“If the scabbard refined is top notch, it can surpass that of a Divine Armant to beco a supre object, it could absorbed the ancient greenish-bronze sword on the sun...”
After reading those words, Wang Baole laughed.
“Don’t joke around, Little Missy. You think I’m ignorant? I’ve used this thod since I was six to cheat people of their money as my allowance. Have so credibility to your words!”
The mask remained silent for a long while before flashing once again. The words on it changed again, telling Wang Baole that the scabbard was only the first step. After refining it successfully, there were cultivation techniques that were further associated with it. At the sa ti, the scabbard belonged to the growth category. The scabbard would give rise to the Spirit Needle, and if further refined, there would be a day when the Spirit Needle could be transford into the Spirit Sword to sever everything in the universe!
“This sounds more believable.” Wang Baole took a closer look again. Even though he was still doubtful, after reading that cultivation techniques would follow, he did not say anything further. When he left the hallucination realm, he sat and thought about the formula. Previously, he had only taken a quick glance, but after seriously thinking about it now, he grew excited.
“It’s just a first-grade Dharmic Artifact, but it’s already so complicated. The first step is already unconventional, and the Spirit Stones that have inscriptions must not only be Rainbow Spirit Stones, it must also be a uniform set. It’s not acceptable for the Rainbow Spirit Stone to be separately assembled into the shape of the scabbard.”
Wang Baole was confused yet excited. He further thought about it, and as he raised his head after a period of ti, his eyes carried a look of shock.
Other than its requirents for specific Spirit Stones, it was also particular in its requirents for inscriptions. The number of inscriptions required indicated to Wang Baole that it far exceeded the number needed for normal third-grade Numinous Treasures. Furthermore, even though Wang Baole could solve the arrangent of the inscriptions using formulas, he did not understand their anings.
The requirents involving the Spirit Kernel were extrely complicated as well. The requirents for the refinent materials were stringent, and Wang Baole could not figure out how everything required fit into the simple picture of being a first-grade item.
However, it was indeed a first-grade Dharmic Artifact!
Could it be that when the scabbard reaches its top level, it could really attract the ancient greenish-bronze sword? Wang Baole thought about it, but he still felt incredulous about it. He was imnsely intrigued by the scabbard but could see that it was not as mighty as what Little Missy described, even though it was obviously a treasure as well.
Maybe I can incorporate the bead from the blue long spear in the refinent process. That way, I could perhaps combine these two Dharmic treasures together, making them more powerful!
When Wang Baole researched the bead previously, this thought had already appeared in his mind. Since the bead was derived from a Dharmic treasure, if it were combined with another Dharmic treasure, an effect might be seen.
However, there was only one bead, so Wang Baole did not dare test it just like that. However, seeing that the scabbard seed to have potential, he was tempted.
He knew that it would be challenging to refine the scabbard and did not rush into things. Instead, he began refining perfect first-grade Dharmic Artifacts that were needed for his advancent to beco an Armant Disciple. Wang Baole chose a few of them off the list from the Dharmic Armant Pavilion and began refining.
Ti passed quickly, and three days flew by. After failing several tis, Wang Baole finally managed to refine a perfect first-grade Dharmic Artifact flying sword. It was jade green in color, glowing brightly and giving off a cold, subtle aura. It seed superior to all the other flying swords that Wang Baole had ever refined.
Condensed Jadeite Sword! Wang Baole’s eyes lit up. After comparing it to the requirents listed by the Dharmic Armant Pavilion, he understood that his sword had t all the requirents. Delighted, he began carving his na on it and felt emotional as he recognized that this unassuming sword could not only be used to fight others if it landed in the hands of outsiders. If it was used to attack him, he could instantly cause it to shatter into pieces.
“Dharmic Armant cultivators are all sly,” Wang Baole said snidely. That was what Chen Yutong had told him regarding unspoken rules followed by all Dharmic Armant cultivators in the Federation.
That was... to take a back door via connections!
Every Dharmic Armant cultivator would leave a catch known only to themselves in the Dharmic Artifacts that they produced. This tacit rule was to prevent the Dharmic Artifact that one had manufactured from becoming one that would ultimately kill its manufacturer!
Even though this caused unhappiness, and occasionally resulted in murders to keep the information a secret, it was a rule of the trade. The more it seed this way, the more difficult it was to stop it.
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