A Will Eternal Chapter 81 (1/2)

Chapter 81 - Ancient Art: The Spirit’s Constitution

Zhang Fatso One was nervous as well, and upon hearing Bai Xiaochun’s words, he thought it ht,whether it succeeds or fails Ninth rother, go to your roo Fatso One cleared his throat and urged hi a few quick steps, Bai Xiaochun entered inside his roo Worried that heFatso One’s confidence, he didn’t dare make a careless attempt With a hand seal, the Turtle-shell Pot appeared

“Ah, Big Brother has previously been oppressed since the start Now that he’s finally regained his confidence with much difficulty, I can’t just let him leave in disappointment If I do it this way, I do not knohether it will cause the flying sword’s spirit refinement to be a success or not” As Bai Xiaochun hted a one-coloured flame and tossed the silver sword in his hands which had not undergone qi infusion into the pot

A dazzling silver light appeared, and after flashi+ng once again, Bai Xiaochun recalled the Turtle-shell Pot and picked up the silvery flying sword Gritting his teeth, Qi erupted from his body and tunneled into the sword body without a problelow to retract and form a silver pattern on the blade

“Success!” Bai Xiaochun was pleasantly surprised He didn’t knohether it was purely Zhang Fatso’s efforts or the changes he made afterwards that produced this result, but he quickly pushed open the door and walked out

“Big Brother, you did it, you really did it! Big Brother you’re really good!”

In the courtyard was the nervous Zhang Fatso One, his face rigid and body shaking Seeing Bai Xiaochun walk out with the silver-patterned sword, he slapped his thigh and laughed towards the sky in delight

“How about that, how about that!”

“Just as I said, I didn’t control the strength well enough! Back at the Purple Cauldron Mountain, I even succeeded thrice in a row, even ifted, you see? Ninth brother, we succeeded this ti with joy, he took the sword Bai Xiaochun handed to hirin

Beside hi Fatso One even further Taking a deep breath, he ood today! I’ll refine it once again, let’sBrother, perhaps souely re spirit refine Fatso One didn’t listen as he held the sword and concentrated hard and began another spirit refine sith utmost care

The second spirit refine Fatso One had already burned throughand he even consuies between heaven and the earth into the sword’s blade When the blade finally shone with a silver light, Zhang Fatso One dropped on the ground and sat, breathing heavily

Excite sword to Bai Xiaochun

“Give it another try!”

Nodding immediately, Bai Xiaochun took the sword, but before he could proceed, Zhang Fatso gripped his hand and spoke seriously

“Don’t do it here Letninth brother, theBelieving in it is the sa the Heavens’ assistance Since you first succeeded in your roo, Bai Xiaochun felt that Zhang Fatso One had truly co seriously, he headed back to his room, convinced

“Maybe senior brother’s spirit refineood, and even if I didn’t use the Turtle-shell Pot, it would have still succeeded” As he thought of this, Bai Xiaochun gazed at the flying sword in his hands, and without using the Turtle-shell Pot, he spread his Qi and directly infused it into the blade

In a blink of an eye, the silver light flashed once again, only to rapidly di sword turned to scrap

His expression i to fret, Zhang Fatso’s anxious voice sounded out

“Ninth brother, I think I saw a silver light? Hoas it, did it succeed?”

“Oh… I didn’t try yet, I’ll try right now…” Bai Xiaochun answered quickly, panicking

Inside the courtyard, Zhang Fatso One turned silent, his face bitter He wasn’t stupid, he noticed the silver light flash after Bai Xiaochun entered the cabin

He sighed softly, he knew that Bai Xiaochun didn’t want him to feel down He took a deep breath and said toward the cabin

“Ninth brother, your Senior Brother know you tried your best It’s alright I’ll… I’ll be going first…” Zhang Fatso One who had co with excitement had now taken a heavy blow This inevitably caused his mood to plu to his master, spirit refineuaranteed success; no one had a perfect success rate However, in the cultivator world, there seemed to be odd phenomenon … Success is for the successful, failure is for the failures

It was athe power of belief It was a mysterious phenomenon, as if confidence itself resulted in success