Chapter 82: The Soul Realm, A White Elephant Divine Weapon
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ol’ Amos’ eyes almost fell out of their sockets as he stared at the drop of blood seeping so strangely into the golden leaf. “I’ll be damned... It really worked?”
In that instant, Ol’ Amos felt as if his entire world had been upturned. Only divine weapons could go through the process of dripping blood to claim ownership, and those that could go through this sa process were divine weapons for sure!
But were divine weapons sothing that easy to co by?
“To think that I, Amos Kroc, have traversed the world unhindered throughout my life. I’d started from humble beginnings, improved by leaps and bounds the whole way, and broke through the Saint Domain realm’s shackles at 58 years old to beco the top expert of my ti!”
Indignation filled Ol’ Amos’ eyes as he went on. “After that, I even used only a short 1,000 years to attain the Saint Domain realm’s pinnacle and enter the ranks of ultimate top experts in the continent!
“Yet I’ve only ever encountered a single divine weapon in my illustrious lifeti, and that is the Gods-Slaying Spear that killed . Even so, I’m proud to share in its glory!
“How fortunate am I to be killed by a divine weapon?
“But what about you?”
Ol’ Amos glared at ng Lei and shouted furiously, “An immature little brat like you has actually encountered divine weapons one after another! Are the gods up there blind?!”
“Admit it, Ol’ President, this is fate!”
ng Lei snickered and tossed his soft and silky long hair back in a showy manner. “So people simply aren’t even as blessed as a sheet of paper. Even if they are born with a silver spoon in their mouths, they may still die a tragic death in the middle of the night without the luck to enjoy their good fortune. Whereas so people are just like cockroaches—even if they experience nurous difficulties and dangers, they have nurous chance encounters, and the longer they live, the more exciting their lives beco.
“I’m clearly the latter!”
There was sothing else he didn’t ntion—if Ol’ Amos knew that ng Lei even had a software bug-like cheating device, wouldn’t he beco so jealous that he’d kill himself by eating sh*t?
“To hell with your goddamn fate! I simply won’t accept it!”
Ol’ Amos was fuming mad. He grumbled indignantly, “Why do you get to have a divine weapon just by picking up any old parchnt manuscript? Yet I’ve never even seen a hint of a divine weapon’s shadow after living for several thousand years?!”
“Look, look! Sothing’s happening to the leaf!”
At that mont, the golden leaf abruptly gave off an incredibly dazzling and brilliant golden light as if it was a miniature sun.
Right on the heels of it, an odd scene unfolded—everywhere the golden light reached, all the trees, grass, and vines started to grow at an alarming rate as if they’d been injected with highly concentrated growth hormones!
One ter, two ters, three ters, four ters, five ters...
In just a few short breaths, with the golden leaf as the center, all the plants within a radius of five ters had turned into “towering trees reaching the skies”!
ng Lei was straight up... swallowed by the plants!
“What the heck? What exactly is going on?!”
ng Lei stared at all this in stupefaction, totally dumbfounded, while Ol’ Amos looked absolutely flabbergasted as well.
At that mont, the cause of all these—in other words, the golden leaf—slowly flew into the air and spun a full round in mid-air before suddenly shooting right toward ng Lei’s forehead.
“W-what are you doing?!”
ng Lei received a huge shock. The forehead was a person’s vital weakness. Should the golden leaf impale him, wouldn’t he die?
As such, he instinctively blocked his forehead with his hand. However, in the instant that the golden leaf made contact with his hand, it passed right through bizarrely and continued shooting into ng Lei’s forehead before vanishing without a trace.
“F*ck!”
ng Lei hastily touched his forehead. When he realized that it wasn’t bleeding, nor was there any sign of injury, he couldn’t help but beco a little relieved. However, the problem was that... The golden leaf had clearly word its way in!
There was no way he would be fine!
“Brat, are you alright?” Ol’ Amos asked anxiously.
“Seems like... I’m fine?”
As ng Lei rubbed his forehead, he asked, “Ol’ President, the golden leaf has word its way into my head. Will I be alright?”
“Probably... yes?” Ol’ Amos wasn’t very sure, either. “My understanding of divine weapons is limited, so I can’t comnt much. But since you’ve claid ownership of it, I should think that it wouldn’t hurt you... probably?”
“Really?”
ng Lei blinked in response.
“Pay close attention and try to sense where it has gone,” suggested Ol’ Amos.
“Okay!”
ng Lei nodded repeatedly. Then, he shut his eyes and started to carefully sense its location. His spiritual power was very strong now, and he was entirely capable of scanning his own body and doing an inner view of his internal organs. There was no way any abnormality in the body could escape the eyes of a spiritual power scan.
“It has actually gone all the way into my sea of consciousness?!” ng Lei exclaid loudly.
A person’s sea of consciousness, also known as their spiritual realm or soul realm, was the place that harbored their spirit and contained their soul.
Every single person, or rather, every single living thing, had their own sea of consciousness. The difference laid in the fact that so could “see” their own sea of consciousness, while others were unable to detect the presence of their spiritual realm.
Typically, once one attained the Seventh-Grade Magician level, they would be able to achieve inner viewing of their own spirit and return to their spiritual realm.
Of course, as it was common for Warriors’ spiritual power to be a tad weaker than Magicians’, and they needed to attain Ninth-Grade level before they could achieve this.
The sea of consciousness was like the universe, vast and boundless, limitless and infinite, yet incredibly wide and spacious. Within the endless void floated a single, lone silvery-white fla.
Chilly, wild and arrogant, and solitary! It strengthened and weakened unsteadily, as though a candle fla hanging in the Moon Palace1.
That was exactly what the soul fla was—a person’s very core and essence!
No matter how beautiful one’s outer appearance was, it would never overco the passage of ti’s corrosion, and an exquisite body might not necessarily be capable of holding a soul.
The “soul” referred to here was precisely the soul fla.
The soul fla hung suspended in the void, surrounded by gray, dusky fog. Chilly, deep, and remote, it was the one and only source of light in one’s boundless realm of consciousness.
That was what it was like in everyone’s sea of consciousness.
Yet ng Lei’s sea of consciousness wasn’t the sa because there was actually sothing else above his soul fla—the golden leaf!
Yes, that golden leaf from just now!
It floated above the soul fla, swaying lightly like light decorations above candle flas. It followed the soul fla’s unsteady fluctuations and spun slowly in a very rhythmic manner, emanating a vast and mysterious aura as it did so.
“What exactly is that?”
ng Lei was anxious and doubtful. He found this particular “divine weapon” simply too odd. When he had claid ownership of the Gods-Slaying Spear previously, a strong connection had been established between the Gods-Slaying Spear and him. Through this connection, he was able to easily mobilize the Gods-Slaying Spear, but this wasn’t the case for the golden leaf.
After he had dripped his blood onto it and claid ownership of it, no connection of any sort had been established between the golden leaf and him at all. Despite it entering his sea of consciousness, ng Lei still couldn’t sense any connection with it.
The golden leaf... was just like an inanimate object. It was as if he’d never claid ownership of it.
He could clearly see it idling there, yet he couldn’t sense it, much less direct or command it. It felt extrely frustrating!
“Who can tell just what the heck that thing is?!”
ng Lei attempted to touch the gold leaf with his spiritual power, but the golden leaf stayed still and motionless.
He applied a bit more force... But it still stayed motionless.
He then struck at it forcefully, but it simply didn’t budge.
Even when he smashed madly at it, it stood its ground steadfastly and remained unmoving.
“Are you a goddamn inanimate object?!”
ng Lei was going crazy. He finally knew a tiger’s pain when eating a hedgehog—wanting to eat it yet unable to, and wanting to discard it yet couldn’t bear to part with it. He could only stare at it helplessly, unable to do anything about it!
“Get lost, get lost! What a weirdo! You sh*tty divine weapon!”
ng Lei was fairly incensed, and he withdrew from his sea of consciousness indignantly.
Ol’ Amos gazed at ng Lei anxiously and asked with a face full of concern, “How is it? Did you find it?”
“I did, but...”
ng Lei told him what had taken place inside his sea of consciousness with a shake of his head.
“What?! Really?”
Ol’ Amos frowned deeply. After musing for a long while, he finally said, “This situation is honestly surprising, but it’s nothing more than two possibilities.”
“What does that an?”
ng Lei perked up.
“The first possibility is that this divine weapon is damaged, or maybe it’s defective from the get-go and is a spare part of another divine weapon.”
Ol’ Amos twisted his beard as he mused with an intelligent gleam in his eyes. “Although a divine weapon’s ingenuity is indeterminable, in essence, it’s still a magic device. When a magic device cannot be used, there’s a high chance that it’s because it’s damaged.
“Reasons like damaged internal parts, depletion of energy inside its magic core, its magic circle breaking down, and so on. All these can cause a magic device to beco unable to function properly.”
“What about the second possibility?”
“Now, the second possibility is a complicated one!” A sharp glint flashed across Ol’ Amos’ eyes. “The golden leaf itself is a divine weapon of extrely high quality, but you are too weak, so you’re not qualified to use it at all!”
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