84: Chapter 84 A Spiritual Weapon with a Rebellious Spiritual Body

"Is it not possible?" Zhao Mo looked at the Iron Shovel in his hand. "Senior Brother Guo from the Star River Shop told me that this Iron Shovel was forged using the highest quality Five Elements refined gold, and even the handle is made of Mysterious Ice Cold Pine."

"It also uses a Level Five Formation for connection. How can a Level Nine Magical Artifact like this fail to awaken its spirit?"

Cheng Xiao looked at the Iron Shovel in Zhao Mo's hand and misjudged it for the first time.

"This is forged from Five Elements refined gold and Mysterious Ice Cold Pine?"

"And it's a Level Nine Magical Artifact?"

The Iron Shovel was still stained with dirt. He had assumed it was just an ordinary Level One or Level Two Magical Artifact; he hadn't expected it to actually be a Level Nine Magical Artifact.

"Aren't ordinary Magical Artifacts kept in the Dantian to be nurtured?"

"Why is your Level Nine Magical Artifact stored in a Storage Ring?"

Zhao Mo...

Previously, he had also kept it in his Dantian, but ever since his Breakthrough to the Golden Core Ninth Layer, he hadn't dared to store the Iron Shovel in his Dantian. It was laughable to say, but he was afraid he would explode.

He hadn't considered that if his Golden Core exploded, then he, Zhao Mo, would cease to exist, so who would the Iron Shovel in the Storage Ring be for?

"A Level Nine Magical Artifact is certainly no problem."

"But I must say the ugly words first: I can only do my best and leave the rest to fate."

"The matter of spirit awakening depends entirely on heaven's will."

Zhao Mo said, "I have known this for a long time. Senior Brother Cheng, please proceed."

Cheng Xiao said, "Very well. Let me prepare the Materials, and then tomorrow you and I will go to pay respects to heaven and earth together."

Then, Zhao Mo saw what was called a ritual. Three days before the spirit awakening, they began to pay respects to heaven and earth. The two knelt before the altar, kowtowing incessantly.

According to Cheng Xiao, they had to kowtow twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty times to complete it.

After Zhao Mo kowtowed a few dozen times, he gave up.

"The hell is this? Is this paying respects? This is begging!"

Whoever wanted to bow could bow; he, Zhao Mo, was done.

Cheng Xiao remained dutiful before the altar, while Zhao Mo lay sprawled out.

"True Person Mo~"

"What is wrong with you?"

Because of the ritual, Cheng Xiao dared not interrupt. Only after he finished the ritual did he come to question Zhao Mo.

"If the spirit awakening fails~"

Zhao Mo interrupted, "It's all on me. Damn it, is this paying respects? This is clearly begging!"

"Hurry up and awaken the spirit."

"It's not that I want to lecture you, Senior Brother Cheng, but the way you earn Spirit Stones is too difficult."

Just for the spirit awakening fee, Cheng Xiao charged one hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones. Zhao Mo had originally been unhappy, but after seeing Cheng Xiao's process, Zhao Mo felt it was cheap.

In any case, he couldn't do this work.

"At worst, I'll just grow golden marrow fruit for a few more years. This kowtowing back and forth is something I cannot accept."

Cheng Xiao shook his head, leaving one sentence unsaid.

If you failed to awaken a spirit dozens or even hundreds of times, you wouldn't have such thoughts.

As for this spirit awakening, because of Zhao Mo's performance, he had already prepared for the worst in his heart.

"I should have known better than to bring you here."

Cheng Xiao felt some regret.

More than a hundred catties of golden jade marrow might just be wasted like this.

"Next, Spirit Stone wisdom activation."

Cheng Xiao placed Zhao Mo's Iron Shovel at the center of the Formation.

After the Formation was activated, a massive amount of Spiritual Qi appeared around the Iron Shovel.

"In the beginning there was spirit, Chaos was yet undivided. The essence of the Five Elements, gather here. Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, each performs its duty. In my name, summon the spirit to its place. Blood as the guide, heart as the bridge, spiritual light flashes, all things are renewed. Awaken the spirit, open the wisdom, reach heaven and earth. Be with me, journey together to the future. Spirit, wake up, all things shall listen."

Cheng Xiao's speech was extremely fast, but strangely, Zhao Mo could hear it clearly.

As the incantation was repeated, his fingers danced at high speed, continuously casting spells.

"Go."

Large amounts of golden jade marrow were splashed directly onto the Iron Shovel, and the entire Iron Shovel turned the color of white jade.

Spiritual Qi surged, the spells continued to fly, and the speed of chanting the incantation became faster and faster.

"Quick, now."

Zhao Mo, who had been waiting on the side, hurriedly released his essence blood toward the Iron Shovel.

The blood color mixed with the white jade marrow flowed around the Iron Shovel.

"Mysterious Extreme Light Fire."

Cheng Xiao was covered in sweat. After stopping the spell, he pointed his hand into the Formation and shouted loudly.

Following Cheng Xiao's shout, the ground within the Formation gradually cracked open, revealing a deep pit.

Inside, firelight flickered; it turned out the spirit awakening Formation was actually built upon an exotic fire source.

"The rest depends on heaven's will."

As the Iron Shovel gradually sank into the exotic fire, Cheng Xiao said with a serious expression.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

"Grandpa~"

A delicate voice sounded in Zhao Mo's heart.

"Who is that?"

"It's me, it's me."

The Iron Shovel flew out of the spirit awakening Formation and circled around Zhao Mo.

"This, this worked?"

Cheng Xiao could hardly believe it. With Zhao Mo's slacker attitude during the ritual, the spirit awakening had actually succeeded. Could it be that the success of spirit awakening really had nothing to do with the ritual?

Cheng Xiao was a bit shaken.

Meanwhile, Zhao Mo was educating his own Iron Shovel.

"Don't call me Grandpa, call me Brother, or Young Master, or if that doesn't work, Master will do."

"Okay, Grandpa~"

Zhao Mo felt that the Iron Shovel's intelligence was similar to a puppy; he could sense your likes and dislikes, but as for understanding your meaning, that was up to fate.

For example, regarding this title issue, no matter what you said, he would agree, but then turn around and call him Grandpa again.

The question was, how did the word "Grandpa" appear? Could it be innate?

"Stop spinning, I'm dizzy."

"Okay, Grandpa."

However, the Iron Shovel spun even faster, even creating afterimages. He was truly a ten-catty Iron Shovel with nine and a half catties of rebellious spirit.

"Store!"

Zhao Mo put the Iron Shovel into his Storage Ring; he now regretted awakening the spirit of the Iron Shovel a little.

"Junior Brother Zhao, it is better to keep a Magical Artifact that has just gained spiritual wisdom in your Dantian to nurture it."

"It will be more handy to use, and most importantly, he can grow with you."

Zhao Mo said, "Understood, thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother Cheng."

"Sorry for taking up so much of your time, Senior Brother. Since the Iron Shovel has successfully awakened its spirit, I will return to Tianfeng Valley first."

Seeing that Zhao Mo had no intention of taking the Iron Shovel out of the Storage Ring, Cheng Xiao quickly held him back and said again, "Storage space is truly not conducive to the growth of a Spiritual Artifact's wisdom. Junior Brother Zhao, do not be careless."

"Understood, thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother Cheng. I will let him out as soon as I return to Tianfeng Valley."

Only then did Cheng Xiao give up and let Zhao Mo leave. One spirit awakening consumed quite a lot of his energy, and he estimated he would need to recover for a while.

In Tianfeng Valley.

Zhao Mo took out the Iron Shovel. No matter how he called out, the Iron Shovel did not respond. If he hadn't been hovering in the air automatically, Zhao Mo would have almost thought the spirit awakening had failed.

"Is he upset?"

The hell, a shovel is upset?

He was just an Iron Shovel, not a woman. Zhao Mo couldn't be bothered to coax him and went to clear the golden jade marrow fruit seedlings in the spirit field by himself.

As it turned out, every step Zhao Mo took, he followed.

While Zhao Mo was cutting the golden marrow fruit in the spirit field, he could actually shovel by himself; he was truly a little helper.

"Good, little Iron Shovel, well done."

"Come, get bigger and shovel the whole row."

It would have been fine if Zhao Mo hadn't spoken. Once he spoke, the Iron Shovel instantly shrank himself to the size of an ear pick and plunged into the spirit field, disappearing without a trace.

If Zhao Mo couldn't sense him, he would have thought he had run away.

Staring at the tiny shovel handle for a while, Zhao Mo gave up the idea of remelting him; it was too much trouble.