Sword City.
Under the scorching sun, hundreds of youths stood.
Bai Ji was at the end.
He was tall and straight, and his face was angular.
His bronze-colored skin was filled with determination.
His eyes were bright as he waited quietly.
"Old Bai, do you think we can have an Artifact Spirit?”
"I will."
"Where there is a will, there is a way."
The fatty beside him curled his lips and sighed.
"It's good that there is…"
Bai Ji smiled and said nothing.
He was a transmigrator and a famous archeologist in his previous life.
He had restored many treasures and was extremely skilled.
He was known as the unparalleled scholar!
In the end, his plane crashed and he transmigrated to this world.
500 years ago, this place also had an extremely prosperous technological civilization.
A sudden change occurred.
All the animals and plants in the world had evolved into ferocious beasts that devoured humans.
The Catacombs emerged, and the Spirit Qi revived.
Even if they used nuclear weapons, it would still be useless.
Countless cities were invaded by the beast tide, and the living space of humans was constantly compressed!
At the critical moment, a spirit controller appeared out of nowhere!
They could awaken their weapon spirits and control divine weapons to fight.
The reason why humans were humans was that they were skilled in using tools.
During the Stone Age, people knew how to use stone tools to resist wild beasts!
……
The appearance of spirit controllers allowed humans to barely stand firm.
For the past five hundred years, countless spirit controllers had died defending their homeland.
Therefore, the status of a Spirit Master was extremely high.
They had the best resources.
Becoming a spirit controller meant becoming a noble.
However, spirit controllers required talent.
At the age of sixteen, one could awaken their talent.
If one was able to form a contract with an artifact spirit, then one would be considered a spirit controller.
However, artifact spirits were also divided into three, six, and nine grades.
The initial weapon spirit was extremely important, it was related to the future of a spirit controller.
If the artifact spirit was weaker, they could only be cannon fodder at most.
……
"Ahem, silence!"
"The awakening ceremony is about to begin!"
An old man stood on the altar and spoke slowly.
There were three golden patterns on his chest.
This was a Gold rank Spirit Controller!
He was one of the top existences in Sword City.
It was a one-armed old man.
His left hand was torn apart by the beast.
The dull voice was filled with majesty.
His face was full of wrinkles and many scars.
As he swept his gaze across the crowd, the entire place fell silent.
"The awakening ritual is related to your future.”
"Do you want to be a carp leaping over the dragon gate, or do you want to live in a garbage dump?”
"It only depends on your talent!"
"I'll start with you."
"Drip your blood on the crystal ball.”
"Close your eyes and carefully comprehend."
The fatty beside him took half a step forward.
His name was Yang Fu.
She grew up with Bai Ji.
The relationship between the two families was not bad.
His father was a spirit controller, and he went to the battlefield ten years ago.
He never came back after that.
It was said that he died in the Catacombs.
Yang Fu was a simple and honest person, and he was willing to help his friends.
If he had something to eat, he would never let his friends starve.
He had once saved Bai Ji's life.
When he was attacked by the beasts, it was Yang Fu who risked his life to block them for him.
Soon, the crystal ball began to shine with a brighter and brighter light.
" Level 7 innate spiritual power?!"
"What a strong Spiritual Energy!"
The one-armed old man exclaimed.
During the awakening, there would be the saying of innate spiritual power.
The higher the grade of the artifact spirit, the higher the innate spiritual power.
It was rare even in Sword City for someone to reach Xiantian level seven!
Boom!
Along with the spiritual light, it soared into the sky.
A shadow suddenly appeared above Yang Fu's head.
It was about half a meter tall and was an extremely heavy bronze artifact.
It had a long neck, high legs, and was decorated with triangular Kui patterns on all four sides.
This was an extremely unique Bronze Supremacy!
There are curled horns and sheep heads on all sides of the statue, and there is a coiled dragon in the middle.
The design was simple and elegant, and extremely exquisite!
This…this was the Four Sheep Cube?
Bai Ji's eyes widened.
As an archaeologist, he naturally had a deep understanding of these treasures.
He could tell at a glance.
This was definitely the Four Sheep Cube from the Shang Dynasty!
"Sigh!"
The one-armed old man sighed deeply, his face full of regret.
" Innate Spiritual Power Level Seven."
"It just so happens to be an unknown bronze artifact.”
"What a pity!"
Yang Fu lowered his head dejectedly.
Raising his hand, the Four Sheep Cube shrunk and landed in his palm.
"Teacher, is this not okay?"
"No."
The one-armed old man shook his head.
"This type of artifact spirit is extremely rare."
"Although the innate spiritual power is high, without exception, they don't have the ability to fight.”
"All of them are unknown artifact spirits. You can say…they are trash!”
The old man's words were a little unpleasant to hear, but they were not without reason.
This kind of Artifact Spirit usually contained extremely powerful energy.
However, no spirit controller could control them, so they couldn't cultivate.
Although there were specialized departments to study it, there had been no substantial progress so far.
"Sigh!"
Yang Fu sighed deeply.
At this moment, Bai Ji's eyes were already red.
There were even some tears in her eyes.
The Four Sheep Cube is our national treasure!
Back then, the flames of war raged and the bandits blew them into pieces.
It was his grandfather who had spent a year repairing it!
Why…did none of these people recognize him?
He even treated it as trash?
"Ding! Artifact system binding complete!"
"Ding! Host can appraise all Artifact Spirits!"
"Newbie mission, awaken the weapon spirit!”
"Mission successful. Additional reward: Mythical-level talent!”
Talent was unique to Spirit Masters.
Different talents could have different effects.
It was divided into five grades: ordinary, advanced, rare, legendary, and mythical.
At this moment, Bai Ji looked at Yang Fu's Four Sheep Cube.
A virtual data panel appeared in front of him.
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