Spirit Weapon! Excuse Me, Are You a Pioneer Too?

"This commotion was way too big. If someone saw it, would they report me for setting fire to the mountain?"

Fang Yi hurriedly put away the Tang Saber and looked around.

Luckily, he had checked that no one was around when he came up. Besides, it was working hours, so no one was paying attention to him.

Fang Yi turned and left.

Little did he know—

After his figure disappeared beyond the Back Mountain—

A graceful figure rushed anxiously to where he had just been standing.

Su Qingying held up a cup of milk tea. After circling the rooftop without finding anyone, she stomped her feet in frustration.

"Damn it! He got away again!!!"

"I stayed up all night watching the place. The moment I went to buy milk tea to wake myself up, he vanished. I must be having terrible luck lately."

Su Qingying opened her little mouth and viciously bit the straw several times to vent her frustration.

After receiving orders from the organization last night, she had cleaned up the rabbit carcass and then waited near this apartment building, trying to catch her target by staking out the place.

Based on her extensive criminal investigation experience, nine out of ten criminals liked returning to the scene of the crime. Don't ask why the last one didn't return; that was how the videos explained it.

In short, she had waited and waited near the corridor where the rabbit carcass had been found. She waited until the flowers wilted, yet no one came. The only one she encountered was a little brat who had overslept and was nearly late for school, crying while getting scolded. If anyone said his bratty-kid attribute was maxed out, that was certainly true, but Yang Attribute? Not even a trace.

"This is so infuriating. I'm being forced to work overtime again..."

Su Qingying let out a deep sigh. Then, her gaze was drawn to the traces on the Back Mountain.

Wait...

That was—

The rooftop was covered in fallen gold. Though the aura had faded considerably, the radiance was still painful to look at.

There had originally been several pots of Little Flower that someone had apparently grown there. Now, they had been scorched dry and yellow, giving off a burnt smell.

Scattered golden light spread across the ground, veiling the dust beneath a thin golden gauze. It was dazzling and chaotic.

Su Qingying's expression changed abruptly.

"Again! Again! You left another mess for me to clean up... What am I supposed to do about these flowers? Where am I supposed to buy identical pots to put back here?"

She was exhausted.

As members of the Spirit Association, it was their bounden duty to ensure ordinary people could live peacefully. For now, the higher-ups intended to boil the frog slowly rather than publicly announce that Spirit Qi was about to recover. They would gradually weave these Anomaly incidents into people's lives through news reports and other means, so that when the real recovery came, ordinary people would not be completely unprepared.

Whenever they went out, they had to be cautious, then even more cautious, terrified of causing too much trouble and returning to face the sour expressions of those people in the Aftermath Department.

But now...

Su Qingying had not even met that Pioneer with the ultimate Yang Attribute, yet this was already the second time she had cleaned up his mess. Every time, he went way too far.

She had to remember this debt well!

Su Qingying crouched down. When she lowered her head to inspect the area, her beautiful eyes suddenly contracted.

"Impossible!"

"The aura I sensed last night wasn't particularly strong. He should have only just entered the First Realm Ghost Axe, just one star."

"But this aura is clearly much stronger today."

What shocked her went far beyond that. Her breathing quickened as she looked toward one of the marks.

"Not only that, there's an extremely powerful aura mixed into it... a Spirit Weapon?"

Impossible!

This was simply impossible!

"Spirit Weapons are incredibly rare."

"Even the entire Association only has one or two, and the spiritual energy core integration still isn't complete enough, so no one is allowed to use them."

Su Qingying's pretty face alternated between a deep frown and stunned disbelief.

Spirit Weapons were a technology that existed only in theory.

By infusing attributes into weapons, ordinary weapons could unleash incomparably powerful strength. Correspondingly, those who controlled and wielded Spirit Weapons would be far stronger than ordinary cultivators without them.

With the technology still limited, Spirit Weapons had yet to be fully released.

Then how could there be one here?

"How could a Spirit Qi Recovery Pioneer possess a Spirit Weapon that even the Association struggles to create?"

Su Qingying bit the straw and paced back and forth restlessly.

At that moment, she truly wanted to go downstairs, knock on the doors of the residential building, find that mysterious Yang Attribute wielder, and ask what exactly was going on.

But she could not do that.

No cultivator was permitted to disturb the lives of civilians.

This was the ironclad rule written in the very first article of the Spirit Association.

It could be said that this was a consensus every Spirit Qi Recovery Pioneer had to hold in their heart.

The vast Xia Kingdom had an enormous population.

The coming Spirit Qi Recovery society was already an unstable factor that would reshuffle existing social rules. At such a critical juncture, even the slightest oversight could trigger widespread panic.

If social unrest combined with the Great World Change, it would truly become an apocalypse.

That was why Su Qingying had resorted to such a clumsy method as waiting for the rabbit by the tree stump to find that mysterious Yang Attribute wielder.

Unfortunately, the goddess of luck did not favor her.

"Forget it. I need to investigate the Spirit Weapon matter further. Something this important can't be reported casually."

Su Qingying sighed and resigned herself to cleaning up Fang Yi's mess.

Inside the apartment bedroom.

Fang Yi sat on the sofa, taking stock of his gains.

"Divine Axe Two Stars, a Yang Attribute Tang Saber. Not bad. My strength has increased tremendously."

For cultivators, the sooner they acquired a weapon that suited them, the better.

However, Fang Yi was thinking about something else at the moment.

"I wonder whether attributes can be stacked onto the same item."

"My saber only has the Yang Attribute right now. If I gain other attributes through visualization later, can I implant them into this saber too?"

He would definitely visualize and create other Cultivation Methods in the future. There was no way he would have only the Yang Attribute.

If he gained more attributes, whether they could be implanted into the same item would also become an issue.

"I have to say, Attribute Forced Implantation is pretty useful. Once I collect more attributes, I won't just have sabers suited to my attributes. I can even enchant clothes, or even pets."

"Most importantly, every single one would be tailored specifically for me and perfectly compatible with me."

Fang Yi murmured softly.

He lay on the sofa, his finger unconsciously pressing the power button on his phone.

Just then—

His phone happened to vibrate, and the screen lit up.

You have a new reply

Fang Yi opened the message to look. He remembered the person who had sent it—it was that guy from yesterday who had replied "Understood" beneath the post, only to be mocked by everyone as delusional.

When Fang Yi had browsed the post yesterday, he had casually given the man a like.

He had not expected to receive a private message from him now.

"Excuse me, are you a Pioneer too?"

Seeing this, Fang Yi raised an eyebrow slightly. He did not reply, instead asking in return.

"Are you?"

The other person was online and quickly sent back a response.

"Yes."