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Soon, Fatty Zhang started to waver. After giving enough ti for half an incense stick to burn, he took a deep breath, and his eyes opened. Then, a dazzling silver light shot out from his hands and swept over the sword.
"Spiritual Driving!"
As the silver light emanated from Big Fatty Zhang's hand into the flying sword, the air seed to vibrate. In the blink of an eye, the entire sword turned silver.
The sight was nothing short of astounding, and Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but feel breathless.
Panting heavily, Fatty Zhang handed the flying sword to Yan Xiaobao.
"Take it," he said, his voice filled with confidence. "The spirit of the sword has been activated. If you do so more spiritual power for a test, the silver pattern should appear!" With that, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Yan Xiaobao held the flying sword, then excitedly infused it with so spiritual power. As silver lines appeared on the surface of the sword, cracking sounds could imdiately be heard. Monts later, they vanished, and then the cracks began to spread as if the sword couldn't contain the energy of the heavens and earth that had been infused into it. Monts later, it crumbled to a muddy residue.
"Hmm?" Yan Xiaobao said, looking surprised. Fatty Zhang's jaw dropped, and the two exchanged a glance.
Yan Xiaobao cleared his throat, just about ready to say that it was a low-quality sword when Fatty Zhang snatched it, staring at it with wide eyes. After a while, he stomped his foot in frustration.
"I made a mistake. I didn't control the fusion with the spirit iron. The energy of the heavens and earth was a bit too unstable. Ah, never mind. Ninth Junior Brother, give another flying sword, and I'll try again." Fatty Zhang stared at Yan Xiaobao with bloodshot eyes.
Yan Xiaobao produced another flying sword, and Fatty Zhang took a deep breath. With a very serious expression, he went through the process again until the sword shimred with silver light. Then he handed it back to Yan Xiaobao.
"Why don't... why don't you do the test, senior brother?" Yan Xiaobao hesitated, saying.
In a solemn voice, Fatty Zhang said, "The first major rule of spiritual enhancent is that unless the object belongs to the Spirit Enhancer, they cannot perform the spiritual test themselves! It's a rule I cannot violate. Breaking the taboo would bring endless trouble."
Seeing Fatty Zhang's determination, Yan Xiaobao nervously took the sword. He really hoped it would work this ti; otherwise, it would be a heavy blow to Big Fatty Zhang.
After so thought, he said, "Well... senior brother, why don't you wait here for a mont? I'll go to my room to do the test. I think I was overthinking and too nervous earlier." Fatty Zhang was starting to get nervous again. However, upon hearing Bai Xiaochun's suggestion, he realized it made sense and nodded in agreent.
He cleared his throat, trying to act as if he wasn't nervous at all. "Of course. As my master always says, I shouldn't be watching to see if the enhancent succeeds. Ninth Junior Brother, hurry inside and conduct the spiritual test."
Yan Xiaobao turned around and quickly ran inside. Frowning, he looked down at the flying sword. Worried about disappointing Fatty Zhang, he didn't attempt any test but instead perford a spell gesture and pointed, causing the turtle pot to appear.
"Ai. From the beginning, senior brother has been under too much pressure. He's finally gained so confidence, so I can't let him down. I wonder if using the turtle pot will make the flying sword enhancent successful." Muttering to himself, he started a monochro fla and then tossed the untested flying sword into the frying pan.
Silver light shimred, and then he released the turtle. Clenching his teeth, he infused so spiritual energy into the sword, causing the silver light to condense into a silver pattern.
"It worked!" he thought, although he wasn't sure if it was because of sothing Zhang Dali did, or because of his own efforts. He quickly pushed open the door and dashed out. "Senior brother! It worked. It worked! You're amazing, senior brother!"
Fatty Zhang stood nervously in the courtyard, wondering what the result would be. At the sight of Yan Xiaobao, he trembled. Then he saw the silver pattern on the flying sword. Slapping his thigh, he tilted his head back and laughed loudly.
"Well, how about that? Just as I said. Last ti, I didn't control the power. Back at Violet Cauldron Peak, I successfully enhanced three weapons. Even my master couldn't help but praise my talent. Here, I've done it again, Ninth Junior Brother!" Excitedly, Fatty Zhang grabbed the sword from Yan Xiaobao to take a look.
Yan Xiaobao stood to the side, enviously watching Big Fatty Zhang. Seeing how excited Fatty Zhang looked, he sighed contentedly.
"Alright, your senior brother is in a great mood now. I will enhance it again. This sword will have dual spiritual enhancent!"
Yan Xiaobao thought such an attempt wasn't a good idea. If he rembered correctly, there were many sect rules and taboos about spiritual enhancent. "Senior brother, why don't we try another ti..."
"No, it's fine!" Big Fatty Zhang said decisively. Holding the sword, he began to focus and accumulate energy.
This second attempt at spiritual enhancent was clearly much more challenging, and he had to use all the ores he had. He began to tremble, even taking so dicinal dicine before he finally managed to harness the energy of the heavens and earth to start the process. When he infused the energy into the sword, dazzling silver light radiated forth, after which Fatty Zhang slumped back onto the ground, gasping for breath.
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