A World Worth Protecting Chapter 469
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A World Worth Protecting Chapter 469 – Extraterrestrial Dharmic treasure!
Chapter 469: Extraterrestrial Dharmic treasure!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Envelope? Can you open it?” The old State Preceptor’s answer made Wang Baole feel refreshed and curious. After asking that question and seeing the old State Preceptor shake his head, Wang Baole picked up the stone box and examined it in detail silently.
He couldn’t find a link between it and an envelope no matter how he looked at it. However, seeing how confident the State Preceptor was, he thought about it, and with a mix of trust and suspicion, he took out a Dharmic treasure and tossed it to the old State Preceptor. Then, he gazed intently at the young boy.
The young boy grew nervous instantly, but he didn’t dare to blame Wang Baole. Therefore, he vented all his dissatisfaction towards the State Preceptor. The young boy felt sabotaged by the fact that the old codger with the torn clothing knew what the box was and didn’t say so, only doing so after he had spoken.
After noting the incident down, the young boy hurriedly tried to think of ways to mediate the situation. When it saw the pill bottle, its eyes lit up, and it hurriedly spoke.
“Master, those pills shouldn’t be eaten carelessly. After all, as the system of each civilization is different, there are differences in physical attributes. It is likely that supplements to them would be poison for us!”
“However, I am quite proficient in recognizing pills, and I can solve this problem for you, master!” As the young boy spoke, he quickly went towards the pill bottles. He touched and smelled them, eventually choosing two of the pill bottles and placing them in front of Wang Baole.
“Master, there are no side effects for the pills in these two bottles. They are the daily supplements for Nascent Soul realm cultivators. As for the other pills, despite having some side effects, it would only require a small expenditure of time and life essence to alter the impurities in them, making them suitable for you, master!” The young boy spoke hurriedly. Seeing that Wang Baole looked satisfied, the young boy heaved a sigh of relief. He even felt excited as he looked at the old State Preceptor while gloating.
This made Wang Baole feel comforted, but at the same time, he pitied the old State Preceptor. Standing in the shoes of the old State Preceptor, he thought that the State Preceptor wasn’t afraid of his competitor being more capable, only afraid of them being more of an idiot than him.
However, that wasn’t a matter Wang Baole would be troubled about. Instead, he was impressed by the young boy. Therefore, he smiled more amiably at the young boy, which made the young boy even more excited as he took away the remaining pills, thumping his chest and declaring that the would only need a maximum of a few months to remove the impurities in them. With that, he turned and vanished.
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The old State Preceptor felt extremely annoyed, but he didn’t show it on his face. He greeted Wang Baole respectfully before disappearing before him. As for the burly Boat Spirit, he remained expressionless from start till end. It wasn’t that he was stupid, but to a certain extent, tasked with the responsibility to help Wang Baole ascend the throne, he was the guardian of the Dark Artifact that Wang Baole trusted most.
Just like this, as the three Artifact Spirits dispersed on their own, Wang Baole gripped his right hand and brought the tri-colored flying sword towards him. After taking a closer look at it, based on the strong aura given off by the flying sword, Wang Baole felt that this treasure was definitely not seventh-grade but could be eighth-grade or higher. He felt this way despite being unable to find out its grade.
Ninth-grade Dharmic Armament? It doesn’t seem like it… Of these precious babies, no remnant spirit consciousness that is characteristic of a Dharmic Armament exists. They seem to simply be Armament Items!
After thinking about it for a while, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and made seals with his right hand, pointing towards the tri-colored flying sword. Instantly, the flying sword shook, and as Wang Baole’s Spirit Qi entered it, it glowed brightly a few times before quickly dimming.
It’s not because my cultivation is insufficient. Instead, it’s the wrong method of activating it… If it were someone else, they would have long run out of ideas and would have sought the help of a Dharmic Armament cultivator to solve the problem. However, Wang Baole was a Dharmic Armament cultivator himself, and he was also a pro at refining seventh-grade Dharmic Armaments. Therefore, a glow flashed across his eyes. As he raised his right hand, a ball of fire appeared out of thin air.
Wang Baole felt that the temperature wasn’t high enough, and as he waved his right hand, a flash of lightning appeared from his palm and wriggled into the fireball. That seemed to have stimulated the fireball such that it immediately expanded. That wasn’t all. The Dark Core inside Wang Baole’s body shook, and his Dark Core cultivation surfaced as a result, causing a chilly aura to appear around the fireball’s exterior.
The two balls of fire, hot on the inside and cold on the outside, originally seemed to be going against each other, but the lightning connected them. With Wang Baole’s cultivation suppressing them, the two were integrated with each other, and when he pointed at it, the ball of fire instantly enveloped the tri-colored flying sword.
The moment it enveloped the sword, Wang Baole quickly activated his hand seals. Inscriptions appeared out of thin air, and as the flying sword was being infiltrated by the fireballs, the inscriptions were inscribed on the tri-colored flying sword. He had planned to refine the tri-colored flying sword for a second time!
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It seemed to be a refinement process, but was actually a process to break it down!
The inscriptions were like a key, constantly opening up and simplifying the mysteries of a system that was different from that of the Federation. As the mysteries were solved, the initial persistence of the tri-colored flying sword was quickly overcome. It began disintegrating into numerous small parts, revealing thin black threads within it!
These thin threads seemed to be formed from some sort of energy. They were like a linkage that joined all the parts together.
That made Wang Baole’s eyes glow. This was the first time he made contact with the structure of a non-Federation Dharmic treasure. His understanding of Dharmic Armaments seemed to deepen through the process of breaking the foreign treasures apart. It was as if he had learned from a knowledgeable person.
There are no inscriptions in their Dharmic treasures… Instead, they are composed of numerous tiny parts joined together by these peculiar energy threads that make the entire Dharmic treasure whole! Wang Baole created seals with both his hands at an even faster speed. After half an hour, having broken the tri-colored flying sword apart completely into many smaller components, Wang Baole raised his left hand and gripped a stone the size of a fist from amongst the pile of components!
This rock is the core of this Dharmic treasure, and also the source of the energy threads! Wang Baole looked at the stone in his hand. He didn’t need to analyze it for long to recognize that it was a Stellar Source!
It was different from the Stellar Source taken away by the Artifact Spirit, as it had been through a unique refinement process. Even as a Dharmic Armament master, Wang Baole was unable to decipher the rock.
However, having reached this step, it is still possible to control the extraterrestrial Dharmic Armament, just that the force would be slightly smaller. After thinking about it, Wang Baole felt that rather than it being useless, he could control it in his own way, and it wouldn’t go to waste.
As for the way to do it, Wang Baole had already found a method when he was breaking it apart. He would inscribe inscriptions on the Stellar Source to assist him in controlling the treasure. It was similar to tying a thin string in the mechanisms of a wooden puppet’s four limbs. The string would be controlled by Wang Baole. He may not be able to control this treasure, but he could control the strings and indirectly unleash part of the force of this extraterrestrial Dharmic Armament!
As for the ribbon and the scales, they were also treated similarly by Wang Baole. After several days, he had completed inscribing the inscriptions on them. He waved his hand, and the tri-colored flying sword shone brightly, surrounding him with large numbers of flying swords that formed a sword formation!
At the same time, a ribbon also circled him like those belonging to the legendary Nezha 1 , looking extremely impressive.
These two Dharmic treasures were so astonishingly powerful that they were similar to eighth-grade Dharmic Armaments!
If I have a chance, I need to learn how to refine these extraterrestrial Dharmic treasures. Wang Baole looked satisfyingly at the flying sword beside him. He waved his hand and kept the flying sword and the ribbon, before turning his palm around, where the three scales were being held.
It’s a pity that the cracks are so severe that they can only be a single-use bomb. They should be relatively powerful. Wang Baole patted his tummy. Feeling satisfied, he began to think about whether he should leave, especially after he thought about the Five Generation Sky Clan’s plot to convert the new City into a special zone. Wang Baole rolled his eyes, and his mind grew active.
Previously, he would be extremely furious at that. However, everything was different now. To Wang Baole, the Five Generation Sky Clan’s plot gave him an opportunity.
However, there is still a problem. I have formed a Dark Core… but I learned the Lightning Art in Ethereal Dao College. Once my cultivation dissipates, the Dark Core will inevitably be revealed… Wang Baole rubbed his glabella before gritting his teeth and lowering his head to look at the pills.
Maybe I can try to make a Lightning Core using the Lightning Dao: First Volume. This way, I will be a Lightning Dao Core Formation cultivator on the surface, but in reality, I will be different from others, with two cores! Wang Baole cleared his throat, waving his raised right hand. With his power over the Dark Artifact, he sealed his surroundings and sat with his legs crossed. He gripped his right hand and took out the pills that the young boy said was capable of raising one’s cultivation without any side effects.
If Nascent Soul realm cultivators can raise their cultivation with this, the effect will definitely be greater for me if I eat it!
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