Void Cultivation-Chapter 216- Chubby Fiend

Time slowly passed, and the sentient spirit within the purple scythe gradually grew silent. Its roars of displeasure and hatred eventually disappeared, replaced by an abstract and unfocused look on its face.

The sentient spirit no longer looked at Grey with an expression of disdain. Its features became blank and lifeless as Grey branded his divine sense onto it, forcefully engraving his will into its very existence.

Eventually, two full hours passed before the soul weapon was refined and officially became Grey’s.

His expression remained calm, but internally, violent waves roared through his mind.

With just a single thought, he could cause the scythe to self-destruct. If that happened, the sentient spirit within it would also perish.

However, that was not the true reason shock appeared in Grey’s mind.

The moment the soul weapon became his, he sensed a deeply suppressed fluctuation emanating from within the weapon.

This suppression did not originate from the brand Grey had placed on it. Instead, it felt ancient, as though the fluctuation had been sealed ever since the weapon was first created.

This fluctuation was also the true reason the sentient spirit harbored such intense resentment and hatred.

Because what was leaking out at this very moment... was divine intent.

Although the divine intent spilling out was extremely weak, merely sensing its aura was enough to make Grey’s heart palpitate with fear.

"Divinity! This is real divinity!" Grey exclaimed in shock. The divinity sealed within the weapon was far stronger than he had anticipated.

"Bao once said that he refined this weapon from a dying Divine Creature. He said that the creature would not have truly died, it would have revived after some time. However, he interrupted its revival and used that brief opportunity to refine its body into a soul weapon."

"At that time, the creature’s body was already dead, and only a portion of its soul remained. That fragment later became the sentient spirit of the soul weapon. As for its body... it transformed into this intense divinity and was sealed away."

If this weapon were placed in the outside world, its might would be utterly shocking. Perhaps no one below the Spirit Core Formation realm would be able to stand against it.

"However, the soul weapon could not be controlled—especially after it formed its own spirit. In the end, Bao decided to seal both the divinity and the weapon itself inside his storage bag," Grey muttered in a low voice.

Although the sentient spirit showed no abnormalities and its expression remained calm, the brand Grey had placed on it was already beginning to erode.

Perhaps in a short while, the brand would completely disappear, and the purple scythe would regain its freedom.

This realization caused Grey’s expression to turn solemn. Even so, he continued applying the final refinement touches, unwilling to stop halfway.

Although the soul weapon would pose a danger to him in the near future, when had cultivation ever been easy?

When had cultivation never been a fight to the death?

When had cultivation ever been free of risk?

Only by taking risks could his cultivation advance faster. Only by embracing danger could he survive in this cruel world.

That was the reality of the chaotic world they lived in.

Eventually, the day passed.

When Grey rose the next morning, he tidied the cave abode and reinforced it with additional array formations. Only after ensuring everything was in order did he walk down the mountain in satisfaction.

"At most, the seal on the purple scythe will last two months. After that, the brand I left on it will no longer be strong enough, and the sentient spirit will break free," Grey said in a low voice.

"This sentient spirit... should be the soul of the Divine Creature from when it was still alive. At this point, the purple scythe can no longer be called a soul weapon. It should be classified as a low-grade magic artifact."

As he spoke, a bright glint flashed through Grey’s eyes.

Since awakening in this world and learning about cultivation, Grey had gradually come to understand magic artifacts and treasures.

There was a fundamental difference between the two.

A magic artifact was an item that initially possessed certain peculiarities. Through a series of events, whether beneficial or disastrous, those peculiarities would be refined and strengthened until the item became something extraordinary.

A magic treasure, on the other hand, was an ordinary object that gradually gained peculiarities over time after encountering a rare opportunity.

The difference between the two was simple. A magic artifact possessed peculiarities that were deliberately refined through various events, while a magic treasure was once useless and only gained value through time and chance.

You could say that a magic artifact was man-made, while a magic treasure was shaped by nature. However, the most important distinction was that a magic artifact could develop a spirit. Once that spirit fully formed, it would no longer be called a magic artifact, but a heavenly artifact. This was why magic artifacts were so highly sought after, their potential could continuously grow.

Magic treasures, however, would retain their strength permanently until they eventually lost their spirituality.

Grey’s purple scythe had once been a soul weapon. It possessed peculiarities, and after a series of events, those peculiarities were enhanced until it formed a magic artifact spirit.

This was precisely why Grey felt such excitement.

The magic artifact could grow alongside him.

"However, I still have to treat it as a double-edged sword. While it’s incredibly useful, it could easily try to backbite me at a critical moment."

When Grey finished speaking, his gaze shifted to his shadow.

The shadow slowly formed a single red eye, which glanced at Grey with a cold and ominous glint. However, the moment it sensed Grey’s intent to suppress it using the purple crystal shards, its expression instantly changed to one of obedience.

Grey withdrew his gaze and continued walking down the mountain.

Soon, he arrived on the familiar streets of Sky Mist City. This time, however, he did not head toward the Detective Agency. Instead, he walked toward the Transportation Department, the same place where he had last encountered Bao.

The other party was still in possession of his magic ship.

Grey also wanted to see if he could kill him this time.

The events from several months ago flashed through his mind, and an intense desire to kill surged within him.

Before long, the Transportation Department appeared in his sights. However, Grey did not march straight in. He first disguised himself and suppressed his aura, making himself appear to be nothing more than a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator hiding his presence before walking forward.

Earlier, Grey had already restrained his aura so that ordinary people could not tell that he was a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator. If they discovered it, many would grow fearful and avoid him, while countless gazes would lock onto him.

Grey did not want that kind of attention.

Thus, he suppressed his aura further, making himself appear like an ordinary Qi Accumulation realm cultivator.

As he continued forward, he passed by several other individuals who were doing the same thing. They wore ordinary clothes, and their expressions were carefully controlled and unreadable.

However, when they drew close to one another, they immediately sensed the truth, that the other party was also at the Foundation Establishment realm.

Without exchanging a word, they avoided each other. Some would suddenly turn and enter another street, while others would subtly alter their pace, all to create distance.

At first, Grey found this behavior strange. However, when he recalled the countless dangers he had endured before reaching the Foundation Establishment realm, he realized that it made perfect sense.

Each and every one of them had gone through life-and-death trials.

They were extremely wary of cultivators with similar Foundation Establishment realm cultivation bases, especially those who possessed multiple Spirit Fires.

Grey himself had already opened twenty-nine spirit perforations, an unprecedented feat. In fact, very few people could open even twenty-five spirit perforations immediately after entering the Foundation Establishment realm.

This was only possible because Grey had absorbed the soul of an Early Stage Foundation Establishment realm expert. Combined with the numerous treasures he had consumed and the intense stimulation to his soul, the number of spirit perforations he opened had far exceeded normal limits.

Otherwise, Grey would not have even opened five spirit perforations, let alone formed his first ball of Spirit Fire.

As he reached the transportation department, Grey perfected his disguise. His appearance turned to that of a sallow young man with a slightly hunched back. His eyes were dim and his expression was downcast.

The level of cultivation being emanated from his body was only at the sixth level of Qi Accumulation. No matter what, Grey did not want to alert the chubby fiend. The last two times that they met, the chubby fiend had actually managed to escape from Grey’s pursuit.

He was also using his bizarre paper substitution technique to escape every single time. In the end, Grey could not find and kill his main body. He could only leave while suppressing the killing intent in his heart.