The Northern Sword God
A Small Qilin Artifact
Sima Yong mustered the soul force he had to pull two fragment Artifacts that had now clumped together completely..
"That's lucky, my ability in soul power has already reached Level two Dao Master. If only I were still at the SAINT Soul Master rank, I'm not sure I would be able to refine two artifacts that have been clumped like this right now"
It is true, the same is true when forging objects for physical weapons such as swords, spears and so forth. The Qi strength that a Blacksmith forger needed to form a weapon as desired in a fast time but still beautiful - this of course must be supported also with good forging techniques.
Desperate to forge a magical or spirit object like this, the Soul Power of a refiner was indispensable - besides his skill in using advanced techniques in refining.
Sima Yong who had obtained the teaching of the spirit object distilling technique from Master Huang Chi of the Tianshi Hui Sect (Grey Angel) in the Tianshi forest some time ago, had been, making this youngster confidently unite the two clumps of shapeless fragment.
Lucky as good as the ability of the Soul as a high Dao Soul Master that makes him not take too long (approximately two hio burnings), making him not take too long, and Sima Yong began to feel the soul contact between himself and the spirit inside the two artifacts.
"Wake up and listen to my orders" Sima Yong said using his mind. After issuing the order, he sensed that the spirit within the formless artifact was showing a response.
"Who are you? How dare he rule over me who has lived in this thing for tens of thousands of years?" a voice of disgust filled his mind.
He instantly knew, the sound he heard that was loud pling, must have come from the most powerful spirit. His trap was the most massive artifact, a deformed Qilin artifact that had no legs, which he had mamed through the mind.
On the other hand, a weak voice also sounded and it must have come from the fragment of the artifact that was a gift from the Secret Sect in the Northern Ancient City. The sound of the spirit in the small artifact was covered with the sound of a deformed artifact.
"Would you like to challenge me?" sima Yong's.
A bluish-colored flame formed from the soul force (magic) burned the two artifacts. The sound of heart-draining screams rang out, as the magic flames began to burn both of them. Not only the physical terbaka, but also the spirit in his body was burned by the fire of magic.
"It looks like I have to destroy your spirit, then replace it with that oppressed little spirit. Even though he is still a little spirit, I am sure by preying on your spirit then he will become strong, although not as strong as you who have been thousands of years"
"And again, that little boy is not a dissident like you" with Sima Yong's sly face threatened.
"Jangaan.." shrieked the spirit of the deformed artifact.
"A-I will follow your wishes, as long as you don't eliminate me" the voice of the deformed artifact spirit began to sound terrified.
after feeling satisfied to have frightened the old spirit, Sima Yong then gave instructions,
"Then, you can help me who will unite your two spirits. I will turn you two into a new artifact of perfect Qilin form. Do you understand?" the young man's voice.
"Yes-yes-yes, you can unite you but do not turn off my own spirit" said the crippled artifact.
"Psssttttt.." a flame re-emitted from Sima Yong's hand as he formed a magic flame that burned two artifacts.
Now, there was no longer any resistance from the two artifact spirits.
"It's time to distill" Sima Yong sighed.
Just then his soul shot out from his physical body in the form of two huge hands - which then repeatedly struck using DAO soul force towards the two boulders of artifacts.
"The process of formation !" sima Yong's command in a voice that sounded like a whisper.
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Up to one day, and two nights he didn't sleep at all. At that time he was very focused on refining to form a new Qilin-shaped artifact.
At last...
A small Qilin statue the size of a coconut fruit appeared to stand before Sima Yong.
Although the artifact was a new and perfect formation (New Qilin Statue), it was, however, because the materials came from ancient artifacts, the finished Qilin on the flute still seemed old and carried an ancient aura.
Even after the two spirits within had even fused, the effect further added to the haunted appearance of the Qilin that was now no longer flawed.
Sima Yong looked satisfied at the results of his refining towards that spirit object.
"Maybe it's time for me to call Patriarch Xie Sying" He had just intended to squeeze the token Patriarch Xie had given him, then a voice rang out in his mind.
Suddenly...
"Sister.take me with you" Sima Yong frowned. The voice sounded whining like a child.
"Who are you? and why do you greet me?" Sima Yong did not immediately become startled when he heard the voice that spoke in his mind. He was too used to dealing with such things.
The artifact was like holding his hand and unwilling to let go of Sima Yong. Though reality was that small artifact was just there, yet Sima Yong felt an invisible force holding his hand, unwilling to escape.
"Why don't you let go of my hand? please release. I don't want to be accused of being someone who took you secretly by the people of the Wu Yi Tribe" Sima Yong said.
He tried to let go of the small object repeatedly, but the little Qilin was not willing to let go.
Until noon, when Patriarch Xie Sying reopened the Domain Portal, the small Qilin still looked like it was. The qilin held Sima Yong's hand in an invisible position.
Laughing as he saw the incident, Patriarch Xie Sying said,
"Young Master Yong, you don't have to worry. All spirit objects or artifacts within this storage room were entitled to choose who would be its master. We are only in charge of storing and caring for these ancient things".
"We could not hold them back, when they found someone suitable to be their master. When we tried to obstruct them, in the end the thing went off on its own and met his choice which he had met before"
"This little boy seems to like you a lot. Let him follow you, Young Master Yong"
Thus the explanation of Patriarch Xie Sying which then makes Sima Yong feel relieved.
Sima Yong then stuffed the little Qilin into a pocket on his shirt. The qilin twitched slowly, emitting spirit power that filled his mind and the sound of "Thank you big brother".
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Sima Yong then showed the Qilin artifact that he managed to unite and become a new artifact to Patriarch Xie.
Patriarch Xie's eyeballs widened in an expression between disbelief, admiration and gratitude. Due to Patriarch Xie's shock, his eyeballs became teary. In a full voice Patriarch Xie said,
"*Young people... Mr. Yong I mean. This Qilin artifact I never thought would return to perfection after so many hundred years. This artifact is a relic of the Wu Yi Tribe that tens of thousands of years ago".
"This artifact has always been used as a tool of worship of the Wu Yi Tribe, but unfortunately he became disabled when there was a war between our Wu Yi Tribe against the Bar-bar*"
"I don't know what kind of way to express my gratitude" Patriarch Xie said.
Sima Yong said steadily,
"Patriak Xie did not need to think too deeply about this. I helped you sincerely, without having any intention" he bowed in respect.
"No dare. It should be me who bowed in honor of you young Mr. Yong" Patriarch Xie bowed in honor.
In his hand he thrust out a small object the size of an adult finger.
"Is this Patriarch?" sima Yong asked in astonishment when he saw Patriarch Xie hand over another small Qilin artifact the size of the previous Qilin that he had put in his pocket.
"This is another Qilin artifact, which is a Qilin companion or pair in your pocket. This little Qilin once, when I first entered this domain, he chose me"
"Now seeing that her partner Qilin has chosen you and intends to exit this domain, I thought. It would be nice if the two of them were united with one owner. Accept my gift, the Qilin that has accompanied me since the beginning I was chosen to be the patriarch of the Wu Yi Tribe"
Sima Yong instantly became unwell. He was given a gift, an artifact that had accompanied that Patriarch Xie Shie through various wars, up to this point. Wouldn't it be an exaggeration if he directly accepted the person's gift? Sima Yong was worried.
However, the thing in his shirt bag twitched and tugged at his shirt. A small voice filled Sima Yong's mind "Sister. He wants to come with me to serve you"
Looking at Sima Yong in a hesitant manner, without being suddenly asked a spirit power was sticking out of his shirt pocket, then that power snatched the small Qilin in the hands of Patriarch Xie. Then the little Qilin flashed in Sima Yong's pocket, meeting his partner.
Sima Yong was made to gawk, his face turned red from embarrassment. But he should feel relieved because Patriarch Xie even laughed out loud.
So funny, Patriarch Xie let out a tear and said,
"Young Nin Yong can see for himself, right? The two artifacts have chosen you as the new master. You can't refuse anymore"
The face of Patriarch Xie looked radiant in joy. Finally he could give a gift of artifacts to Sima Yong for his kindness in repairing Artifacts that became the alalt of their Wu Yi Tribe.
*Connected*
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