Chapter 1135: Chapter 1134: Not Recruiting_1
The technique of forging mid-grade Spiritual Weapons is extraordinarily remarkable in today’s Martial World.
Although in recent years, with the surge in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, some secret realms and ancient sites have been found, revealing quite a few techniques for crafting mid-grade Spiritual Weapons. Additionally, some sects with a heritage in forging are gradually no longer keeping it a secret.
But relative to the whole world, the technique for crafting mid-grade Spiritual Weapons still remains highly sought after, something that only top-tier sects can afford to possess.
As for the technique to forge high-grade Spiritual Weapons, one only needs to look at the craving for high-grade Spiritual Weapons among the masters on the Emperor List, to know that once such a thing emerges, it will provoke a bloodbath!
In the earth-shattering battle, the gloves of the Martial Emperor and the master of the Ghost Carriage were high-grade Spiritual Weapons; add to that Shi Xiaole’s Cleansing Evil Sword, as well as the Sky Pillar Axe he left on Nine Heavens Mountain, and the weapons of the Ice Emperor, the Thunderbolt Emperor, and the Xuanming Taoist Emperor.
In today’s world, there are only these six known high-grade Spiritual Weapons.
In that battle, Shi Xiaole found himself sandwiched between enemies, no doubt in part due to the Cleansing Evil Sword. He was bold, unlike the three who followed, who never showed up at Endless Risky Peak.
"Old Han, where on earth did you get these things from?"
Shi Xiaole was genuinely curious.
Han Yanfa said, "A casting sect’s ancient ruins from times past, funnily enough, not far from our main base. The Sect Leader found it accidentally during her cultivation. According to the information we have, the leader of that sect broke away from a power called Jingyun Palace. Oh, that’s right..."
Han Yanfa leaned closer to Shi Xiaole, whispering, "In this excavation, we also obtained a high-grade Spiritual Weapon, which was the very weapon that the founder of the sect acquired from Jingyun Palace, the ’Abi Sting’."
He was baring his heart with this.
While the technique to forge high-grade Spiritual Weapons is indeed incomparably precious, it is of no use without a caster; and even if you find a caster, you still need to gather the required rare materials, which is an exceedingly difficult task.
Unlike high-grade Spiritual Weapons, which already exist in their final form.
Thus, in the eyes of most people, a high-grade Spiritual Weapon is actually considered more valuable than the technique to forge one!
With Shi Xiaole’s current strength, if he were consumed by greed, the Divine Sect truly wouldn’t have anyone who could stop him.
Shi Xiaole glanced at Han Yanfa: "Is this your idea, or Mu Qianji’s?"
"Heh heh, I, Old Han, am completely open with you. Of course, Old Han has his principles. If the Sect Leader explicitly orders against it, I cannot betray the Divine Sect, right?"
Han Yanfa blinked, but because he was so fat, his eyes almost disappeared.
Shi Xiaole was somewhat in a trance.
Was it Mu Qianji’s intention to be so forthright, or did she simply not think of this aspect? Shi Xiaole somehow felt that the latter possibility seemed more likely.
But the ways of the world really are curious.
Jingyun Palace had only five high-grade Spiritual Weapons, two of which had been lost. Of the remaining three, he had already acquired the Cleansing Evil Sword and the Sky Pillar Axe. Now it seemed that the so-called ’Abi Sting’ should be one of the two lost ones, which had ended up in Mu Qianji’s hands.
Shi Xiaole reviewed the technique for forging high-grade Spiritual Weapons, going over the list of precautions and required materials, and it was enough to make his heart pound.
No wonder, since ancient times, even a power like Jingyun Palace managed to create only five high-grade Spiritual Weapons; the difficulty of forging them was just too great.
According to the text, even the most skilled caster had more than a 50% chance of failure.
There had been many cases in the past where leaders of sects had expended a massive amount of manpower and resources, only to end up with a sub-high-grade Spiritual Weapon due to the problems with the caster, leading them to kill the caster in a fit of rage.
Shi Xiaole’s sword casting skills were not top-notch, which meant that his chances of successfully forging a high-grade Spirit Sword were even lower.
But after some thought, Shi Xiaole decided to opt for the high-grade Spiritual Weapon forging technique.
"How should I put it, the Cleansing Evil Sword is indeed excellent, but it doesn’t match his temperament perfectly. As a swordsman, Shi Xiaole still hoped to possess a famed sword created entirely by his own hand, without the influence of anyone else."
After noting down the contents, Shi Xiaole returned the bamboo scrolls to their original place. Han Yanfa chuckled and said, "Xiaole, why don’t you choose something else. Don’t worry, I won’t tell the Sect Leader."
"What are you trying to say?"
No good deed goes unpunished, either a traitor or a thief, Shi Xiaole looked at Han Yanfa with suspicion. If the other party really wanted to please him, he wouldn’t go to such lengths.
Han Yanfa stepped back several paces, rubbing his hands together, and hehe said, "It’s like this, please don’t be angry, remember Princess Xia Youying? She’s asked about you several times, wanting to..."
A bone-chilling sword intent made Han Yanfa’s whole body go cold, and he quickly changed his words, "Nothing, haha, nothing..." and turned tail to run.
He was unable to provoke, damn Shi Xiaole, now that you have the strength, you’re so arrogant. If I had known, I should have given you a hard time in the beginning!
The remaining forces of the Divine Sect, under the coercion of Mu Qianji, set off en masse the next day, moving stealthily and disappearing to find a new foothold.
Shi Xiaole had no immediate new destination, so he simply followed along. Every day he sat in the carriage, either tempering his spirit, cultivating his internal energy, understanding the realm of the sword, or recalling the art of forging, leading a very fulfilling life.
But every time they rested, he always looked out of the carriage window, glancing in a certain direction before whisking away, without arousing anyone’s suspicion.
On a cliff tens of thousands of meters away from the group.
Miss Ling’s gaze was deep and serene, standing alone. The cold mountain breeze blew her long hair and orange clothes, but she seemed not to feel it.
"Miss."
Uncle Lingfu approached her, handing over several stacks of paper. Miss Ling took them and began to read each word carefully. With her reading speed, she could finish these in just a moment.
But this time, Miss Ling read them over and over again, meticulously, as if unwilling to miss any detail.
"Miss, why are you so concerned about this Shi Xiaole?"
Honestly, after looking through Shi Xiaole’s information in detail, even Uncle Lingfu, who was used to the big world, couldn’t help but be shocked and admiring.
Shi Xiaole had come a long way, undefeated among his peers, not only did his combat power topped the Martial World in all five regions, but his rate of breakthroughs was also alarmingly fast. Even in the South Sea, it seems only the foremost among the ten prodigies could match him.
It was no wonder the miss was paying attention to such a man, but Uncle Lingfu acutely felt that her interest in him had completely surpassed that of a stranger towards a genius; it was a bit too nervous.
"No father, no mother, raised by a foster aunt since childhood... Started martial arts at fifteen, achieved Void Origin at thirty-nine, such speed, seems even faster than the foremost prodigy of those years by a few."
"Having dual martial arts with one almost at the level of Supreme Martial Arts, it’s just not clear if it can match up to the Supreme Martial Arts."
"Apart from martial arts, he is also the foremost talent in the Spiritual Path."
"..."
Miss Ling had been muttering to herself with a smile on her face since she started reading the information, until even Uncle Lingfu almost couldn’t help but interrupt her. She finally put away the materials, tucked them into her chest, and smiled, "Uncle Lingfu, continue following him, find a chance, I want to have a private chat with him."
"Miss, are you thinking of recruiting him for the Ling Family?"
Uncle Lingfu probed.
With Shi Xiaole’s qualifications, it was indeed worthy of the miss lowering herself to approach him.
"Recruit? No, it’s not about recruiting..."
Miss Ling shook her head, and again twirled the specially made bracelet on her wrist, her eyes becoming slightly moist.
