Chapter 192: The Bringer of Fortune Arrives
However, the purchase of Spirit Stones was like a drop in the ocean; unfortunately, each place had only a few scattered pieces, far from satisfying Small Knife.
According to the rules of the Water Element Sect, although Small Knife was somewhat in exile, if he could reach Qi Cultivation Level 7 before the age of 60, he would become a Core Disciple. Reaching Qi Cultivation Perfection means becoming an Elder, so it’s not without a future.
The main thing is that becoming an Inner Sect Disciple now; just this status alone means even general Immortal Masters dare not provoke him, so purchasing Spirit Stones and the like is not a problem.
All the way, Small Knife swaggered to the beach.
Mountain Grass and his associates, borrowing the local power of the Nine Heavens Guild, had long arranged a big ship in contact with the natives here.
Special wood mixed with a small amount of metal.
Six runes in total, all for defense, reinforcement, acceleration, etc., barely count as a Middle-grade Talisman, but it can’t fly, can’t resize, and has no potential for improvement.
Even so, it was the foundation of this maritime clan and had been passed down for over a hundred years.
It mainly does some cargo transportation business between the islands.
Of course, this trip is specifically to deliver Small Knife, just because of his Inner Sect Disciple status.
Soon, the big ship set off along the coast.
Chatting with the captain, who was also the native Clan Leader and had reached the level of Innate Martial Artist, Small Knife learned that even their big ship could only transport goods to the outer sea’s edge at most.
Along the way, passing by several small islands, regardless of size or location, if there were Spiritual Acupoints, Spiritual Eyes, or a segment of Spirit Vein, the population would be prosperous because there would be Water Element Sect disciples or related families stationed there.
As days passed by, the distance from the shore had become far, and the few nearby small islands were uninhabited.
Though the environment was good, without powerful figures stationed, there would often be Sea Beast attacks, making it unlivable for ordinary people.
"Something’s not right! That ship is heading straight towards us," someone reported, and the captain’s face changed.
Small Knife looked over immediately.
A small boat was coming towards us at supersonic speed, as if fitted with a motor.
Just the speed itself indicated it must be a Talisman.
While preparing for battle, everyone looked grim.
No one was a fool; they knew the visitors meant harm.
The small boat’s speed was extremely fast! Dodging was impossible.
It soon reached the front.
On the boat, two people exuded indistinct auras, making it impossible to judge their strength, and both were masked.
"Hand over the Storage Pouch, spare your life. After all, unless absolutely necessary, we do not wish to kill an Inner Sect Disciple of the Water Element Sect," the taller masked person chuckled, somewhat excited.
Small Knife was rendered speechless; that voice was so familiar.
Didn’t they know how to disguise their voices? Their skills were too unrefined, huh?
"Isn’t this the brother guarding the Water Element Sect?"
"How do you know?" the other one exclaimed in shock, with disbelief.
"Regardless of the reason, since you recognized us, it seems we can’t let you live," the tall one’s voice turned murderous, and with a stretch of his hand, a water-blue Flying Sword shot towards Small Knife.
The speed was astonishingly fast.
As it was about to hit, a thick Giant Shield appeared in front of Small Knife.
The moment the Giant Shield was hit, it emitted light, showcasing all nine runes.
a Nine Patterns Upper-grade Talisman.
Unfortunately, with one strike, three runes shattered directly.
Just barely blocking that Flying Sword strike.
Small Knife focused his gaze.
Water Element Flying Sword: Junior-level Magical Artifact, ???
"Huh!" The taller masked Cultivator was also stunned, regrettably saying, "This is the future artifact you are nurturing. What a pity for such a good embryo."
"This kid is indeed of considerable worth, consuming so many materials to nurture an artifact," the shorter one exclaimed with excitement as a Flying Sword immediately flew out.
This one was much inferior, merely a Top-grade Talisman.
"Being able to block it is good!" On Small Knife’s side, the experiment concluded. Instantly, a golden beam shot towards the two of them.
"A Magical Artifact!"
Their faces changed dramatically.
To become a First-Layer Qi Cultivation after Spirit Awakening, those with the resources would start nurturing their own Magical Artifacts.
This was clearly a Magical Artifact flying out.
The tall one gritted his teeth, the Water Element Flying Sword turned and once again darted at Small Knife, simultaneously he tossed out a Spirit Talisman.
The shorter one’s Top-grade Magical Artifact Flying Sword also flew towards Small Knife.
The Upper-grade Talisman Giant Shield in front of Small Knife barely withstood another strike from the Water Element Flying Sword, but the remaining six runes all shattered.
The thick Giant Shield was covered in dense cracks.
Then, the shorter one’s Top-grade Magical Artifact Flying Sword hit, and the Giant Shield in front of Small Knife, devoid of rune strength, was instantly pierced through.
"Die! Haha!" Seeing this, the two masked men rejoiced.
The Water Arrow Talisman that hit the Golden Bell did not stop and block it as they imagined; instead, it directly flashed light, dropped down, and enveloped both of them.
The Golden Bell encased them, rapidly shrinking.
The two inside only managed to hastily shoot out two more Spirit Talismans before they were trapped by the shrinking Golden Bell.
Even though their Protective Talismans activated automatically, forming Body-Protecting Light Shields, they still couldn’t stop this oppressive shrinkage.
"Middle-grade?" At this moment, despairing, the two thought of this impossible notion in their hearts.
Yet, how could there be such power without a Middle-grade Magical Artifact?
The Golden Bell continued to shrink and then swiftly flew into Small Knife’s hand.
Pretending to tuck it into his robe, the Golden Bell vanished instantly, naturally entering his Personal Space.