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Within Arthur's room at the Rose Gold Inn, Helia stood with furrowed brows as she watched Arthur try to awaken his Martial Spirit.
Arthur sat on the bed, and his hands were forming different hand signs non-stop. At the sa ti, an aura began to rise from within the body.
As the aura emanated from him, many things in the room began to tremble.
"He is going to cause a commotion," Old Man Whitebeard suddenly appeared beside Helia, startling her.
She was about to greet him when he stopped her and looked at Arthur instead.
"His Martial Spirit must be of a very high rank," Helia said.
"Indeed, with the aura that keeps building up and shows no sign of stopping. It must be terrifying." Old Man Whitebeard was thinking sothing as he looked at Arthur.
'Maybe this kid might be the one?'
The Martial Spirit stage was the final stage in the Physique Transformation Realm, where the innate Martial Spirit is awakened.
Every cultivator has a Martial Spirit in them. You can see it as an ability that is born with their souls, so they are also called Martial Souls.
A martial spirit could be in any form. It could be a sword, a beast, a brush, armor, or a musical instrunt.
Martial Spirits are also separated into four different grades which are:
* Human Grade Martial Spirit
* Profound Grade Martial Spirit
* Earth Grade Martial Spirit
* Heaven Grade Martial Spirit
Each grade is further subdivided into ten tiers, from Tier 1 to Tier 10.
Most people on the Southern Continent awaken Human grade martial spirits and only genius will awaken a profound grade martial spirit.
Earth-grade martial spirits are super rare and only peak geniuses on the continent have them. But they are so few of them too. Even then, there is no one that had awakened anything beyond Tier 4 Earth grade martial spirit.
"But will he be alright?" Helia was worried.
There are so cases where soone awakened a martial soul that was too strong for them, and died horribly in the process. She was afraid that it might be the case for Arthur.
"Don't worry little girl, he will be fine. I know what you are worried about." Old Man Whitebeard said.
"His case is special, as I am sure he won't face any danger."
"Really?"
"Yes. You see, dying in the process of awakening a martial spirit is only caused as a result of having a weak will, or soul."
"And Arthur?..." Helia asked, calming down a bit.
"The boy is way stronger than you imagine. His will is firm, and his soul...well let's just say it's strong enough," Old Man Whitebeard said with a barely noticeable smile.
"Huff..." Helia let out a breath of relief.
"That's good then. But with the way he is going, wouldn't we attract attention from the surrounding powers?"
"Although we have nothing to fear, Arthur wanted to keep things low-key," Helia said as she noticed that the aura had gotten much stronger, and so cracks had begun to appear on the furniture in the room.
"That won't be a problem..." Old Man Whitebeard said.
After saying that, he brought out a treasure that looked like a brush. The brush was golden and had so many tiny inscriptions engraved on it that were so tiny that an ordinary person would not be able to see them.
Then he began to wave his hands as though he was writing, and runic symbols began to appear on the walls and all over the room.
As that happened, the cracks were repaired and the room beca isolated from the outside world.
"Now no one would be able to sense anything no matter what kind of commotion his awakening causes."
"Wow, what artifact is that? I haven't seen or heard of one before?" Helia asked with surprise.
"It is called the Rune Script Brush. It is an ancient artifact that was used by a great master of runes in ancient tis."
"Currently it has in-built runes within it that will allow to use them as though I was a Spirit Rune Master. Its real power would be revealed in the hands of a true expert in runes though," Old Man Whitebeard said as he made the brush disappear in that instant.
"So all you have to do is pour in your energy and with a thought, any rune you want to be ford will cast?" Helia asked in shock.
She had never heard of such magical treasure before.
'Then again, it is expected of sothing from the ancient era,' she thought.
The ancient era, was a ti when the cultivations were at their peak, and at that ti there was only one continent on the Mortal Emperor Realm, and its na was the Martial Emperor Continent.
Although those tis were prosperous, there were also very chaotic, until one man appeared and dominated all, uniting the continent under him.
"You catch on quick. Yes, all I have to do is pour in my energy, and with a thought, I can cast any rune I want. But the runes within are not unlimited," Old Man Whitebeard replied.
"I see, then..."
*Boom!*
Suddenly, Arthur's aura multiplied greatly causing a big wave of power to repel the surroundings. But this ti everything within the room glowed in runes and didn't get affected.
"It looks like he is about to succeed," Helia said, noticing a shadow had begun to appear above Arthur.
"He is indeed..." Old Man Whitebeard squinted his eyes, his gaze profound as he noticed sothing.
Just as he said that the flickering shadow above Arthur condensed.
*Woosh!*
As the martial spirit condensed, its form beca clear.
"A vortex?" Helia questioned.
"No, it looks more like a black hole..." Old Man Whitebeard replied to her, with glittering stars in his eyes.
"And it's rank?..." Helia asked again as she noticed sothing.
"Hmm, that is strange..." Old Man Whitebeard spread out the power of his soul to check the martial spirit.
But as soon as his soul power reached it...
"What the?!..."
...it got devoured.
"What kind of Martial Spirit is this?"
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A/N: A black vortex, that can devour the soul power, or is sothing else?
Stay tuned and find out in the next chapter update!
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