Chapter 110: Chapter 97: The Arrogant Knife【Extra update for the Silver Alliance’s Seasoul Robe 9】_2 Chapter 110: Chapter 97: The Arrogant Knife【Extra update for the Silver Alliance’s Seasoul Robe 9】_2 This truth was impossible to deny.
Starting from his own perspective, Feng Yin applied only the art of words, together with intimidation and bribery, emotionally touching and persuasively reasoning, but they were all hollow in nature.
Even if it’s possible, countless prerequisites must be met.
But the small knife was different from Feng Yin, it really understood the efficacy of the Spiritual Transformation Technique. Feng Yin could truly reach that level of cultivation with the Spiritual Transformation Technique—as long as one doesn’t die, cultivates for a long time, coupled with some luck, relentless efforts, they can achieve that.
Because the person who created it reached that level, and that is a real example, the solid fact itself!
A readily available precedent was there.
Because of this, the small knife found it even harder to deny.
“Let me say this last bit, or perhaps the most important point: you may have a spirit, but in essence you’re still just a knife. A knife who will always struggle to reach the peak on its own. You understand that, don’t you?!”
Feng Yin said.
The knife’s shadow reluctantly stood tall, still a little wavy.
Another long silence followed, but Feng Yin caught the distinct hint of embarrassment in it.
That remark seemed to have hurt the knife’s pride.
However, the knife also understood that it was the truth.
Like the Deity Slaying Sword, or the God Slaying Spear, no matter how amazing they were, they still needed someone using them.
Without a wielder, they would just stand still.
Even if they have a spiritual wisdom, they can’t traverse the world like people and conquer all heroes!
Moreover, regardless of what incredible weapon it is, they need to constantly fight, experience, charge, grow to reach the peak…and this lies in an undeniable fact, they need a wielder who is extraordinarily strong!
“So, your actions of trying to snatch control from me are nothing but a moment of impetuousness. You should understand this, that even if you gain the upper hand, in the end, it’s still up to me, and only me, to make decisions.”
Feng Yin said.
The ensuing silence was not as long this time.
It was quickly accepted.
Because this was also a fact.
After realising this, the small knife’s mood eased quite a bit.
It appears I’m indeed wasting my time?
What am I insisting on then?
Unknowingly, Feng Yin had managed to shift the small knife’s perspective.
“A knife can’t make decisions; even the legendary sacred weapons can’t.”
Feng Yin stated, the small knife listened, and per his nodding, the knife shadow also nodded its blade tip.
Both agreed with this statement, unaware that at a level they couldn’t comprehend, some weapons could indeed make decisions.
For example, one particular sword, just like another…
However, in regards to Feng Yin and his crappy knife, they still had ways to go to understand this.
“So, it can only be me that makes the decisions, am I right?”
Silence, silence again.
The knife shadow was a bit confused, and after going through everything he said, why does his logic feel increasingly reasonable?
But it felt like something was wrong, but it didn’t know what exactly it was.
Where was the problem?
“After all this time, why are you still resisting me? Or are you planning to avoid me forever? You know that without me, there’s no future for you!”
Feng Yin took advantage of the situation and went on the attack, ready to seize control once and for all.
Silence continued. The knife shadow pondered: Is it really the case? It is like this indeed, right? It really is like this… right?
“Even as powerful as you are, you still need me to bring out the Spiritual Pearl, don’t you? Can you do it by yourself? Moreover… can you absorb it without me?”
Silence, along with approval.
The small knife felt that it indeed made sense.
Even Feng Yin could sense another emotion at play, which made him wonder.
Unbeknownst to him, the small knife was thinking: I need this guy to do it, and it seems he thinks quite highly of me… If I was really that strong, would I need you?
Can’t I really do it by myself?
Humph…
Feng Yin obviously couldn’t envision the knife as weak. Even though his previous praises were flattery, compliments were always welcome, even for a knife.
However, this knife will undeniably become a shocking and influential divine artifact, there’s no doubt about it.
With so much said, Feng Yin felt the resistance diminishing.
He could not resist asking in a probe, “Why don’t you come out so we can meet? We’ve spent so many years together with you hanging around my neck.”
The knife shadow swung its body around coyly, acting a little haughty and even somewhat… shy?
Then the knife shadow suddenly disappeared.
Next moment, there was a flash of light.
And then, a small knife appeared in Feng Yin’s hand.
It was not entirely physical, rather somewhere between the physical and spiritual, emanating an odd atmosphere.
Although semi-physical, the knife gave Feng Yin a very tangible sense of weight.
The knife flipped over in Feng Yin’s hand, emitting a faint but sharp glow, as if saying, I am very powerful.
You shouldn’t think I’m such a pushover, to be manipulated at your whim.
Feng Yin almost burst into laughter, looking at this knife who now seemed obedient and compliant after a lot of coaxing, but still pretended to act grand.
This one was definitely a top-grade spiritual object, there was no doubt about it!
“Do you know what your name is?”
Feng Yin asked.
The small knife couldn’t speak, he just swayed a bit, appearing rather clueless.
“You don’t even have a name, I really overestimated you…”
Feng Yin sighed, said with pity, “Well, you will be with me for a long time to come, I shall give you a name. Can I really call you ‘Little Crappy Knife’?”
The small knife swayed its body, clearly against the suggestion.
“Then what should I call you? I need a name to address you by.” Feng Yin realized that the knife was not completely submissive yet, stubbornly rejecting his attempt to name it.
Seems like it needs more training.
The small knife swayed a bit, seemingly hesitant to speak.
It knew a name since the day of its birth, but felt a little embarrassed to use that name; yet it didn’t like any other names either.
So it decided not to get a name.
When it became stronger in the future, it would use that name.
“Alright, I will just call you Knife then.” Feng Yin said with resignation.
The small knife swayed as if to agree.
Feng Yin:…
I thought it was going to be hard, but isn’t this name just settled?
“Knife, what’s your actual origin? Give me a clue.”
Knife hesitated for a while, but didn’t respond, making it unclear whether it didn’t know how to explain or simply didn’t know.
“Oh, I see. Are you really the repository for the Dao Classics?”
A tacit agreement.
“Are there any other contents in the Dao Classics?”
Its response indicated that there indeed were.