Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 287: Shoulders of Giants
It is said that what you think about during the day you will dream about at night. Wei Xi has been studying hard these days, so it is no wonder that in the warm sunshine like a daydream, he thought of the spirit instrument mentioned in the book.

As we all know, standardized management is very important if you want to become bigger and stronger.

Don’t think that cultivating immortals is a very fairy-like activity. Cultivators also need to eat. The greater their abilities, the more spirit stones they can earn. The winner takes all is more common here.

In this way, everyone will have to evaluate the monks' abilities.

Unfortunately, in this flourishing world of immortal cultivation, apart from the outdated seven-level classification system, it is extremely difficult to find a unified evaluation standard.

Even cultivators of the same rank couldn't be compared in strength due to their different specializations. For example, if Xian Hua, the weapon refiner, and Li Changxu, the Grand Priest of Ju State, were both Taoist cultivators, the former wouldn't stand a chance of winning in a purely physical duel.

Therefore, each specialized direction has its own evaluation criteria.

The work of the weapon refiner is very complex, but the world is very simple: the magic weapon is only as good as its function.

If there is a spirit in the weapon, it will be icing on the cake.

However, obtaining a weapon spirit depends more on luck and is something you can only encounter by chance.

Legend has it that before achieving Dan-Cheng, Xian Hua forged a sword imbued with a spirit, which garnered widespread fame in the world of immortal cultivation. There are numerous theories regarding the sword's whereabouts: some claim Xian Hua gifted it to Zhu Sheng, the peerless beauty of Northern Frontier; others claim it ascended with Elder Xia Liangzhi of Linchuan Pavilion; and still others claim the sword's spirit, driven by its mission to aid all living things, transformed into a sword cultivator to slay demons and monsters...

Whether ambiguous or heart-stirring, peeling off the various shells of these stories, Wei Xi believes that the meaning they convey is the same: weapon spirits are very powerful, and owning a work with a weapon spirit will ensure the life of a weapon refiner.

Weapon spirits appear in various magical instruments. Extremely high quality, excellent materials, and superb memory are the basic conditions, and the rest is absolutely beyond human intervention.

Simply put, the spirit of the weapon is the magic weapon that comes to life and has basic thoughts.

Wei Xi once suspected that [Qiansi] had a spirit. After all, it was disobedient and extremely rebellious, but it would give in when it should, and it was very good at judging the situation.

However, the [pulling thread] did not take shape, and from the outside it looked like an ordinary red thread.

This confused Wei Xi, and he read the relevant theories very carefully.

Therefore, after listening to Qian Liangfeng's description, Wei Xi, who had been madly absorbing knowledge about refining weapons recently, quickly thought of the weapon spirit.

Bailu Pavilion prohibits food and water. If this thing has not eaten or drunk anything, it is very likely not a demon beast. And she said that Bailu Pavilion is her territory, which shows that she has a strong sense of self-awareness...

"Bailu Pavilion is quite large," Wei Xi said. "It would take forever to search everywhere... just follow me!"

Qian Liangfeng didn't even ask a question, and followed Wei Xi to find the senior brother on duty, wanting to borrow the property registration book of Bailu Pavilion.

My senior brother was lying on the table catching up on his sleep and just muttered "Okay!"

At least that's what Wei Xi heard.

Most of the property in Bailu Pavilion is bookshelves, tables and chairs, skills, illustrations and a small number of precious magic tools. The two account books look much faster.

"Look around and see if there's anything familiar." Since the appearance of weapon spirits was mostly based on the original magical weapons, Wei Xi reminded the bewildered Qian Liangfeng, "Or maybe you think that one looks like the 'ghost' you're looking for!"

The two booklets were not very thick and I finished reading them in about half an hour.

Wei Xi slammed the register shut. "No! Not these!"

"...Maybe I missed it," Qian Liangfeng whispered, worried about Wei Xi, whose voice had risen slightly, calling for his fellow disciples, "I'll look through it again!"

Wei Xi remained noncommittal about the suggestion, folding his arms as he watched the other person anxiously search through the clues. "What exactly are you looking for..." Wei Xi tried to stop Ling Yin from ruining the pages, and the bird kept mumbling nonsense.

Qian Liangfeng thought Wei Xi was unhappy, so he lowered his head even lower and devoted all his energy to searching for clues.

Puzzled, Wei Xi told himself to be patient and began to look at the architectural style of Bailu Pavilion.

Wei Xi suddenly thought: "Books, it's books!"

Wei Xi closed his eyes: I have been studying so hard these days that I have become stupid. I didn’t even think of the answer that was so far away and so close at hand.

Hiding a book in a library is like a drop of water falling into the sea; it is difficult to find any flaws.

However, Wei Xi likes to do additional questions, and this time she has the [Pulling Thread] plug-in, so it is easy for her to control a magical weapon with a spirit.

Using the excuse of going to the toilet, Wei Xi turned to the dead corner of this floor and secretly let out [Qiansi] who was sleeping soundly in his own Qi Palace to do some work.

The spirit of the weapon resides in the magic weapon, so it is contaminated with spiritual power.

Although it is not uncommon to have a few books imbued with spiritual power in the sect's library, firstly, there are not many such books, and secondly, it is a blessing to be able to narrow the scope of the investigation.

[Qiansi] was more sensitive to the fluctuations of spiritual power than Qin Feng, and soon found five suspicious books. Among them, a book of about three hundred pages happened to be near the bookshelf mentioned by Qian Liangfeng.

Wei Xi thought about it, then slowly walked to the target book. He stopped from time to time to flip through the book, looking bored and killing time.

When he was within the distance where he could grab the book, Wei Xi stopped and pretended to be attracted by the book, but actually let [Qiansi] crawl to the nearby area and ambush him.

Then the talented actor Wei Xi yawned and took out a water bag from his Qiankun bag to drink water.

[Pulling Thread] transmitted back the information, and the spiritual power in the book fluctuated slightly, but then returned to silence.

Wei Xi's heart was filled with a spirit of exploration: She wanted to know how patient this spirit could be.
Wei Xi silently said "I'm sorry" in his heart, looked around vigilantly, and pressed his fingers on the page of the book as if to pull it down.

"You bad guy!" A small but angry voice filled her ears, and a golden figure rushed in front of Wei Xi, and at the same time two golden needles pierced her fingers.

Wei Xi, who had been prepared, was naturally not hurt, while the spirit of the weapon, who had been deceived, was captured by [Qiansi] who was lying in ambush nearby before his anger had subsided.

"You!" Even the naive spirit realized that this person was coming for him, and immediately shouted angrily, "You're a big bad guy! Not only did you drink water in Bailu Pavilion, but you also lied to me!"

Wei Xi dangled the plump, golden, book-page-shaped gadget upside down and whispered, "This is in Bailu Pavilion, don't make any noise!"

The spirit of the weapon subconsciously covered its mouth and looked at Wei Xi angrily with its cat eyes.

Wei Xi turned the "hostage book" he had just read to the weapon spirit and said, "I didn't tear it up. I was just trying to scare you!"

"But you're not a bookworm by staying here, are you?"

The weapon spirit moved its chubby arm downwards and whispered, "You are the termite! I am a powerful weapon spirit! I will protect all knowledge in the world!"

"Woo woo, I know you! Who are you that reads 'Hundred Plants Chronicles'? Humph! You're not paying attention while keeping watch!"

　Qi Ling: Let’s reject uncivilized behavior starting from you and me!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)