I Can Devour Spirits

Thus passed three days. On the afternoon of this day, Duan Rong finally finished devouring the artifact spirits of hundreds of weapons within the alcove.

Circling around the oval-shaped stone chamber, he stood again at the entrance of the chamber. Only at this moment did he truly begin considering which weapon to choose.

Of course, this round of reading and devouring wasn’t without benefit to him in selecting a weapon.

In fact, he had already decided to choose only from weapons whose artifact spirits were of the fifteenth rank.

There were only ten weapons in total with artifact spirits of the fifteenth rank that were sabers.

Duan Rong stood at the entrance of the stone chamber, his gaze flickering.

The weapons whose artifact spirits were of the fifteenth rank, particularly the sabers, left a deep impression on him.

This was much like an astoundingly beautiful woman with an extraordinary figure; how could one forget?

In a few breaths, Duan Rong’s gaze concentrated as if he had made a decision.

He walked slowly to an alcove and once again took out the Frost Patterned Phosphor Crystal Saber inside, clutching it in his hand.

This time, holding the blade, Duan Rong wielded it in the open space before him.

With a few swift moves, he paused, his face lighting up as he looked at the weapon in his hand.

The feel was quite satisfying.

This is the one! Duan Rong spun the saber in his hand, reversed the grip, and slung it over his arm.

The artifact spirit of this Frost Patterned Phosphor Crystal Saber was at level fifteen, indicating its former master had achieved at least the Fourth Level of Qi Vortex Realm!

To achieve Qi Vortex Realm in this world was already an impressive feat.

Because achieving Dark Grotto Heaven Realm qualified one for the Elder Hall.

Advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm made one an ancestor of the sect, a title tied to realm rather than age. Of course, those who achieve Nascent Soul Realm are usually several hundred, even over a thousand years old, so calling them ’ancestor’ is well-deserved.

Duan Rong decided to select weapons with artifact spirits at the fifteenth rank because he trusted the judgment of these powerful beings. These weapons were chosen and used until the Fourth Level of Qi Vortex Realm for a reason.

Following in the footsteps of predecessors is certainly wiser than making a random choice on one’s own.

Furthermore, this Frost Patterned Phosphor Crystal Saber felt very fitting when used.

Thus, he hesitated no longer and left the stone chamber with the Frost Patterned Phosphor Crystal Saber. At the cave entrance, he registered, signed, and went on his way with the saber.

Duan Rong returned to Yunfu Peak. As he entered, he casually pulled the rope behind the door and then sat down at the table, placing the Frost Patterned Phosphor Crystal Saber beside it.

The blade of the Frost Patterned Phosphor Crystal Saber was wrapped in a layer of animal hide, with only the frosted handle exposed.

No sooner had he sat down than he heard light footsteps in the corridor.

When the footsteps stopped, the servant who often attended Duan Rong was already standing at the door.

As soon as the servant stood still, Duan Rong said, ”Prepare some food. Make it warm.”

In recent days, Duan Rong had returned very late and eaten cold dishes. Now that he had devoured the artifact spirits of those hundreds of weapons, he didn’t need to rush, and suddenly wanted something warm to eat.

”Yes!”

The servant replied obediently, though his eyes discreetly swept over the Frost Patterned Phosphor Crystal Saber Duan Rong had placed by the table.

The servant bowed and retreated, his light footsteps fading down the corridor.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, four hot dishes, a bowl of old hen soup, and a large bowl of rice were brought by the servant.

Seeing the steaming food, Duan Rong’s appetite was piqued.

The servant retreated with the empty tray.

Duan Rong had just taken a few bites when he saw a silhouette suddenly standing at the entrance, tapping three times on the open door.

Duan Rong was gnawing on a chicken claw and turned to see Wu Shidao standing there.

Wu Shidao smiled and said, ”Sorry to disturb your meal, junior brother.”

Duan Rong immediately put down the bowl, stood up and said, ”Not at all, senior brother, please come in. The hot dishes have just been served; join me for a bite.”

Wu Shidao entered and said, ”I’ve already had lunch. Please continue, junior brother.”

Duan Rong’s gaze flickered; it was indeed just an hour past lunchtime, but with Wu Shidao there, he felt it inappropriate to eat heartily, so he casually picked at the dishes, chewing slowly, looking at Wu Shidao, waiting for him to speak.

Wu Shidao sat at the table, his gaze settling on the Frost Patterned Phosphor Crystal Saber near Duan Rong’s hand. ”It seems junior brother has found a weapon that suits him! I’m curious—what kind of weapon resonates with junior brother? May I see the weapon you’ve chosen?”

Duan Rong hesitated slightly, glanced at the weapon by his hand, and said, ”Of course, senior brother, you’re welcome to take a look.”

Saying so, Duan Rong handed the Frost Patterned Phosphor Crystal Saber wrapped in animal hide over the table to Wu Shidao.

Wu Shidao received it, gently pulled off the animal hide, revealing the slightly curved, faintly glowing frosty blade.

Wu Shidao praised half-jokingly. ”Good blade!”

Then he carefully examined the blade back and forth, confirming it had no abnormalities, and wrapped it back in hide, placing it on the table.

”Congratulations, junior brother, on finding a weapon that feels right. I won’t interrupt your meal and rest any longer.”

Wu Shidao spoke, then left the room.

Gazing at the saber across the table, Duan Rong’s eyes glimmered with profundity.