Chapter 10: Spiritual Artifacts

Spirit weapons, for these ordinary martial artists, represent an existence that is unattainable. Each spirit weapon is exceptionally sharp, and with a sword in hand, one can unleash several times the power.

Everyone held their breath, for it was the first time they had heard Ying Lide express his thoughts so candidly

Some individuals furrowed their brows slightly, harboring little fondness in their hearts for this junior disciple who had been cultivating for five years yet still lingered at the first level of true energy

With the infusion of true energy, the spiritual patterns immediately began to flow, directing his true energy towards the critical point at the tip of the sword.

Well, that young man's appearance is quite good; he should be a loyal and honest person. However, his true energy cultivation is rather poor

Ying Lide's eyes instantly brightened; this time he was truly overjoyed. He quickly said, "Yes, thank you, Master Zhang"

This feeling was so abrupt and intense that it sent a shiver down his spine

If a stranger comes to the door armed with weapons and protective gear, the only outcome will be to be driven out through the door

Apart from his two cousins, Ying Haitao and Ying Haikang, as well as Zhang Chunxiao, he basically has no friends among his peers

At this moment, a glimmer of excitement shone in everyone's eyes

Ying Lide's wrist flicked slightly, and the long sword immediately slashed towards the iron rack on the side

However, a hint of a satisfied smile appeared on Zhang Mingyun's face as he said, "Brother Ying, you have not disappointed me"

Continuing like this is not a good thing, and that young man does not know what outstanding qualities he possesses that could make her value him; perhaps this is what fate is.

With a wave of his hand, a deep sword mark was left on the same high platform

Such a divine weapon truly lives up to its reputation as a spiritual artifact, as noted in the *Illustrated* book

If one were to hold such a long sword in hand and confront an opponent

"Hehe, but from today onwards, things will be different." A hint of pride flashed across Yinglide's face as he said, "Next month, I will return to the sect, and with this sword as proof, I will join the Forging Hall"

Ying Lide let out a quiet sigh, thinking to himself, "Brother, my nephew is indeed not suited for martial arts..."

At last, the final long sword fell into Ying Chengfeng's hands

After a long pause, he reluctantly handed the long sword to his younger brother Ying Haikang

When the two of them entered, the room was in chaos. Apart from Zhang Mingyun, no one noticed their sudden appearance. Therefore, when Shen Yuqi left without even greeting anyone, everyone, including Ying Lide, was completely unaware that the two of them were actually already acquainted.

However, Yinglide has a deep affection for the only son of his elder brother, which is why no one in the household dares to bully him

Ying Lide's gaze swept across the faces of the crowd, and he smiled, saying, "Today is a rare opportunity; you should all give it a try." He casually handed the long sword to his eldest son, Ying Haitao

The white light on the tip of the sword suddenly dissipated, and Ying Chengfeng was momentarily taken aback, only to realize that the true energy within his dantian was already nearing depletion

After this infusion of spirit, the color of the stone has become much duller, almost degrading into a shade of black and gray

At the moment they were just engraved, they were merely inanimate objects; however, after being infused with spirit, they came to life. It was as if what he held in his hand was not a cold longsword, but a living creature

Zhang Mingyun slowly nodded and said, "Yuqi, let's go."

Zhang Mingyun is different from ordinary spirit masters; what he dislikes the most is having people come to disturb him

One after another, each person, upon receiving the longsword, could not help but use their true energy to test it. The spiritual sword did not disappoint anyone; its sharpness captivated all.

Among all, he is not only the youngest but also possesses the weakest cultivation of true energy. Although he is under the protection of Ying Lide and is not bullied, the outcome of his ranking among his peers is predictable

Ying Lide slowly nodded and said with a smile, "Hehe, Master Zhang is indeed Master Zhang. With him personally taking action, how could there be any reason for it not to succeed?" He slightly shook the long sword in his hand, and a streak of white light immediately shot out from the blade, saying, "This sword has already become a spiritual weapon."

Spiritual Artifact

However, there are some individuals who have gained his recognition, and these individuals are entitled to enter the Zhang family directly with weapons and armor. Nevertheless, such figures are exceedingly rare, and Ying Lide had never considered before today that he would have the honor of being among them

It appears that these spiritual patterns have undergone some form of mutation

Moreover, some more powerful spiritual artifacts may contain certain exceptionally unique abilities, making them treasures that everyone dreams of possessing

Ying Lide laughed heartily and said, "Although my true energy cultivation has reached the ninth level, my talent for inscribing spiritual patterns is not particularly outstanding. Over the past several decades, I have forged countless weapons and personally inscribed spiritual patterns, but until today, I have never successfully infused them with spirit."

Shen Yuqi's face turned slightly red as she said: "He is Ying Chengfeng, and he is also from Sanxia Village" and the books.

Ying Haitao and others were all visibly excited. The disciples under the Qi Dao Sect are numerous, yet there are significant distinctions among them. In comparison, the benefits and privileges that the disciples of the Forging Hall can enjoy are truly enticing and worthy of relentless pursuit.

The iron frame he used as a workbench while forging weapons, although not a precious item, is made of solid steel, and its hardness can certainly be described as formidable.

Ying Chengfeng's expression changed slightly, perhaps due to the presence of the intelligence spirit in his brain domain, which gave him an unusual sensation

Shen Yuqi let out a light snort and said, "His cultivation level, whether good or bad, has nothing to do with me"

Cautiously, Ying Chengfeng took the long sword, gently inhaling as he infused a strand of true energy into it

However, when the white light on the long sword swept across, it deeply pierced into the high platform as if cutting through tofu

Zhang Mingyun's gaze was seasoned; upon seeing the two of them enter the room side by side, although no words were spoken, the exchange of glances and their gestures and expressions were already sufficient to reveal much.

Having said that, he waved his large sleeves and stepped away. Shen Yuqi secretly glanced at Ying Chengfeng, but did not greet him, and thus left with her uncle.

Fortunately, he is now at the second level of true energy; if he were still at the first level, he might not even be able to trigger the first ray of white light.

Ying Haitao was overjoyed. He imitated his father's manner, channeling his true energy into the sword body, similarly igniting a foot-long white light. However, the hue of this white light seemed to be considerably dimmer.

As Zhang Mingyun hurriedly left Sanxia Village, he suddenly said, "YuqI, that young man you are with should be a disciple of Ying Lide."

Even if someone wishes to invite him to discuss the spiritual enhancement of weapons and armor, they can only relay their request through his friends. If he is pleased, he will naturally come out to take a look; if he is not pleased, he will not pay any attention.

Of course, his actions were merely motivated by the hope that Shen Yuqi could make a few more friends, without any ulterior motives. However, fate is such a wondrous thing that in the future, whenever Zhang Mingyun reflects on this impulsive decision made today, he will be filled with deep emotion.

Ying Lide was filled with surprise; he deeply bowed to Zhang Mingyun and sincerely said: "Master Zhang, thank you for your generous assistance"

However, unlike his senior brothers, he did not channel all of his true energy to test the power of the sword light; instead, he used his true energy to explore the wondrous changes in the spiritual patterns.

However, this sentiment cannot be expressed to others

The Stone of Attack. Ying Chengfeng firmly etched these four words in his heart

Ying Lide let out a light chuckle, channeling his vital energy into the long sword. A strand of white light immediately emanated from the tip of the sword. This strand of white light was not the mere inch of white light from the Spirit Needle, but had reached about one foot in length

The crisp sound of metal clashing resonated, leaving everyone speechless as they gazed at the scene, profoundly shaken by the sharpness of the long sword

Ding ... ...

Unaccountably, everyone felt a chill in their hearts and instinctively took a step back. They gazed at the beam of white light with awe, their bodies covered in countless goosebumps

It is precisely because of Ying Chengfeng that he made an exception to allow Ying Lide to enter the Zhang family.

Zhang Mingyun smiled knowingly, aware that his niece was thin-skinned, and thus chose not to say anything further. However, in his heart, he was secretly calculating that this niece's temperament was extremely proud, and she hardly regarded any peers as worthy of her attention.

"Father, has this sword successfully been infused with spirit?" a young man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes asked, filled with excitement.

Zhang Mingyun let out a long sigh, slowly straightened his body, and removed the black stone from the tip of the sword

Call ... ... ''

However, the true energy of the second layer is undoubtedly the least impressive among the crowd, and a hint of disdain flickered across the faces of those nearby, whether intentionally or not

Everyone exclaimed in astonishment, and there was an intense look of envy in each person's eyes

In the blink of an eye, the vital energy had already permeated the entire long sword, and once again, a sword light measuring one foot in length burst forth from the tip of the blade

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Ying Lide drew his longsword, gazing at the white light shimmering upon it, and could not help but feel an extraordinary joy. He said, "If my master’s judgment is correct, Master Zhang must have used the Stone of Attack, thereby rendering this sword indestructible and unassailable."

"Uncle, what magical abilities does this spiritual weapon possess?" Ying Chengfeng hesitated for a moment before finally asking.

Zhang Mingyun waved his hand slightly and said, "Zhang has been living in close proximity to your Sanxia Village, as a fellow townsman, so there is no need for such formality." After a brief pause, he hesitated for a moment and finally said, "In the future, if you forge weapons of this caliber again and inscribe them with spiritual patterns, you may send them directly to my residence."

Although this answer is already well-known to everyone, Ying Haitao could not help but ask it again. Everyone, including Ying Chengfeng, turned their gaze towards Ying Lide, their hearts filled with a mix of excitement and anticipation

He was astonished, realizing that to unleash the power of the spiritual sword, it required such a significant amount of true energy