Transforming Spirit Treasure

Taking advantage of this breakthrough, Fang Xiao planned to relax for two days. He would use the opportunity to visit Linyuan City and see how Xiao Yan's refinement of the Spirit Feeding Pills was progressing.

He then rose and left the cultivation room, walking slowly toward the Spirit Beast Room.

Although he had been wholly absorbed in cultivation for the past year, he had not forgotten his spirit beast, the Vajra Ape. Its entire body was covered in golden fur. He had originally intended to call it Golden Fur, but upon reflection, that did not seem appropriate. In the end, he decided on Maoqiu. Naming things truly was a headache.

As for the Water Cloud Spider egg, although he had treated it according to the Insect Control Method, it was baffling that it still showed no sign of breaking from its shell.

When he reached the Spirit Beast Room and had just pushed open the door, a golden figure came whistling through the air. He neither dodged nor evaded, allowing little Maoqiu to fly over and latch onto his face like a facehugger.

Like peeling off a stubborn plaster, Fang Xiao tugged it from his face. Little Maoqiu was tiny and adorable, only about as large as a palm. After being pulled off, it was not the least bit annoyed. Instead, it frolicked in his hand. Seeing that he did not stop it, it began climbing up his arm, sometimes burrowing into his clothes, sometimes standing atop his head. After playing around for a while, it finally obediently settled onto his shoulder.

Little Maoqiu was naturally like this, and Fang Xiao had no intention of scolding it. After bringing Maoqiu to the reception room and sitting down, he took a gourd of Spirit Wine and a jade cup from his Storage Bag and set them on the table. At once, Maoqiu leaped onto the table, wearing a fawning, ingratiating expression.

Fang Xiao chuckled and flicked little Maoqiu on the forehead before pouring it a cup of Spirit Wine. It stood beside him, staring longingly.

"This is for you, little glutton. Go on, drink."

Having received permission, little Maoqiu eagerly picked up the jade cup and began drinking. The tiny jade cup looked like a wine jar in Maoqiu's hands.

Even after draining one cup, it was still not satisfied. It tugged at Fang Xiao's finger for more, and he did not stop it. Whenever it finished, he refilled it, until it had drunk five cups.

After drinking its fill, Maoqiu lay down with its little belly round and swollen, hugged the jade cup, and fell asleep in a daze.

When Fang Xiao had first raised little Maoqiu, he had tried feeding it some low-tier medicinal pills. It did not refuse them, but neither did it particularly enjoy them. Until one time, when it saw him drinking Spirit Wine and stubbornly lingered at the side wanting some. Spirit Wine did no harm, so Fang Xiao naturally satisfied it whenever it wanted to drink.

From then on, it would not even spare a glance for any kind of spirit pill, caring only for Spirit Wine. Perhaps it was an inherited instinct, just as the Vajra Ape clans brewed Monkey Wine. Perhaps they were born fond of drink.

After a year, Maoqiu had officially stepped into the first stage, becoming a First-stage Initial Spirit Beast.

Looking at the drunken Maoqiu, Fang Xiao gently stroked its little head with a finger. It wore an expression of bliss, completely defenseless around Fang Xiao. He carefully picked Maoqiu up and placed it into the Spirit Beast Bag, letting it slowly absorb the spiritual qi within the Spirit Wine.

As for the Foundation Establishment Spirit Wine he had previously been deducing, there had been some progress, but he had still not succeeded. Perhaps once Maoqiu reached the middle or late phase of the first stage, he could first attempt to brew Monkey Wine.

He planned to visit the Main Hall to see whether Master was there, report his cultivation progress, and look for Qing Feng as well. He still needed some medicinal pills.

After leaving his Cave Dwelling, he saw that the rear hall was as empty as ever. He wondered whether Ling Taichu would take in more disciples in the future. If this place were rented out, it would probably bring in quite a sizable income.

Fang Xiao shook his head, cutting off those stray thoughts. He lifted his feet and quickly headed toward the Main Hall.

Turning out from the rear hall, Fang Xiao could already see the Main Hall, as well as Qing Feng at its side. Yet at that moment, an inexplicable feeling arose within him. Qing Feng's figure in his perception flickered between blurry and clear, while he also felt an odd sense of closeness.

Qing Feng, who had originally been resting with his eyes closed, seemed to sense something. He opened his eyes and looked at Fang Xiao with a strange expression, as though he were seeing him for the first time.

Fang Xiao had already arrived before Qing Feng and spoke with some hesitation.

"Sorry, that wasn't what I meant."

Realizing that he had misspoken, Fang Xiao immediately explained.

"Hehe, you weren't wrong. I really am not human. You seem to have changed greatly. Before, I merely found you rather pleasing to the eye, but now that I see you, I actually feel a strong urge to be close to you."

Qing Feng admitted it quite openly.

"I knew I hadn't guessed wrong. Senior Qing Feng should be a sword weapon, but why are you able to manifest in human form?"

"First tell me how you discovered that I'm a sword."

Qing Feng naturally did not understand, so he had Fang Xiao explain first.

"I originally possessed an Innate Sword Body. By a fortunate coincidence during this cultivation session, I elevated the Innate Sword Body into a Primordial Sword Body, giving me a natural affinity for all kinds of sword weapons."

"Then what exactly are you, Senior Qing Feng?"

He also very much wanted to know what Qing Feng truly was.

"As for me, you weren't wrong. I am a sword, a Spirit Treasure, you could say." Qing Feng did not hide anything and spoke frankly.

"A Spirit Treasure? This junior only knows of magic artifacts and magic treasures. Please forgive my ignorance, but I have never heard of Spirit Treasures before."

He had read no small number of books, yet had never once encountered the term Spirit Treasure.

"Then I'll fill you in on this knowledge."

Generally speaking, once a Magic Treasure Embryo had its first Earth Fiend Restriction inscribed upon it, it officially became a magic treasure.

One to thirty-six Earth Fiend Restrictions made a Low-grade Magic Treasure.

Thirty-seven to seventy-two Earth Fiend Restrictions made a Medium-grade Magic Treasure.

Once seventy-two Earth Fiend Restrictions had been completed, one could continue inscribing Heavenly Dipper Restrictions.

One to thirty-six Heavenly Dipper Restrictions made a High-grade Magic Treasure.

Once all one hundred and eight Heavenly Dipper and Earth Fiend Restrictions were complete, one could attempt to fuse them. The details of the fusion process were not explained. Once the restrictions ultimately merged into one, they would form a Divine Restriction.

At that point, a magic treasure that had condensed a Divine Restriction was a Top-grade magic treasure.

Fang Xiao roughly understood what had been explained before this. What came afterward was territory unknown to him, and he listened even more attentively.

Above Top-grade magic treasures were Spirit Treasures. A Spirit Treasure was a magic treasure that developed spirituality. There were generally three ways: it could gain spirituality through being naturally born and nurtured by heaven and earth, through long-term nourishment, or even by using a Demon Essence Soul to grant it spirituality. Regardless of the differences between these three methods, as long as it developed even a trace of spirituality, it was a Spirit Treasure.

"According to what Senior says, gaining spirituality does not mean one can obtain the ability to transform. Could this be Senior's exclusive ability?"

He still asked in confusion.

"No. I'm a proper sword weapon, not something with all those flashy tricks. I merely happened to obtain an opportunity for transformation. Yes, the transformation you understand. If you insist on putting it that way, I can indeed be considered part of the Demon Race. But transformations among weapon-type beings like me are as rare as those among spirit plants. Moreover, I was originally forged by humans, so I feel even less belonging toward the Demon Race."

Only then did Fang Xiao understand why there was no distinction of status between Master and this attendant disciple under him. Perhaps the Spirit Treasure Qing Feng Sword recognized Master as its master, but at the same time, it was also a transformed Demon Race being comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator.