I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1639 - 83: Dayuan Peak’s Ten Thousand Artifact House_2

Chapter 1639: Chapter 83: Dayuan Peak’s Ten Thousand Artifact House_2

"Alright, now that the rules are clear, I assure you this commission has never been proposed before. Can your teacher come out to greet his guest now?"

Tang Luo couldn’t help but reach out and ruffle the young boy’s head as he spoke softly.

The young boy tried to dodge, but no matter how he tried to avoid it, the annoying ghost’s hand always accurately found his head, "Stop rubbing, I’ll call him out already!"

Shaking off Tang Luo’s hand, the young boy took three steps in two, clattered into the back hall, and after a surge of Spiritual Power, he peeked out from behind the inner hall’s doorway, "You... you wait a moment, a Daoist Priest will be here shortly, you... you... don’t come any closer."

Now that serious matters were about to be discussed, Tang Luo naturally stopped teasing the boy. However, the empty Wan Qi House did indeed make one feel bored.

After about half a quarter of an hour, a disheveled Daoist Priest emerged from the back hall with a loose hair bun that seemed to be neither tidy nor completely undone, and a black Daoist robe spotted with stains that hadn’t been cleaned for who knows how long.

This sight was somewhat unbearable for the cleanliness-obsessed Tang Luo, who frowned and retreated to the entrance of the Wan Qi House.

Seemingly used to others keeping their distance, the newcomer acted nonchalantly, even scratching his head lazily, "Now that the rules of Dayuan Peak are known, let’s discuss what artifact you wish to craft. If it is feasible, I shall agree to take on the task on behalf of our sect."

"It’s not something particularly rare," Tang Luo chuckled from a safe distance, "I just want to create a Dragon Gate that can detect whether the Spiritual Energy accumulation of a cultivator at the Mortal Realm is sufficient."

The unkempt Daoist Priest who appeared half-asleep just moments ago snapped awake like a roused tiger, his hair fluttering without wind, and the boiling Spiritual Power made the whole shop tremble.

"The, Guest, Is, Joking, With, Me!?" he uttered deliberately, as if squeezing the words out from between his teeth, his gaze chillingly intense.

Tang Luo, with his hands clasped behind his back, remained calm, "If the Daoist Priest can’t do it, then we can ask another elder from the sect. What’s with this murderous aura?"

"There is no need to look further. What you seek cannot be crafted by anyone in this world!" the unkempt Daoist Priest said coldly, "Everyone’s accumulation of Spiritual Power is unique. There’s no such thing in the world that can judge whether the accumulation is sufficient. What is your true purpose? State it clearly."

"Just because it hasn’t been done before, does it mean it can’t be done in the future?" Tang Luo laughed lightly, "If so, then why would Xuanji Sect bother with research and innovation?"

"It’s not the same!" The unkempt Daoist Priest replied expressionlessly, "This commission cannot be completed by Dayuan Peak. Please find someone else for your request. I bid you farewell."

"Wait a moment, Daoist Priest."

"What else is it?"

"While Dayuan Peak cannot make it, The Academy does have a method to do so, but we still need the help of a Daoist Priest from Xuanji Sect for selecting materials and crafting. I wonder if this commission is acceptable to Dayuan Peak?"

Tang Luo spoke as if discussing a trivial matter, while the unkempt Daoist Priest’s face showed an incredibly rich expression.

It was as if a martial arts Grandmaster who had practiced for decades had encountered a child playing in a village, who then claimed to have a supreme martial arts technique.

The absurdity of the scene left the unkempt Daoist Priest at a loss for how to react.

If he scolded him... it would be beneath his dignity.

If he accepted... it would be an insult to his decades of dedication to the art of crafting.

Regarding Tang Luo as another unkempt Daoist Priest who came up with an idea on a whim just to deceive and cheat others, he nodded perfunctorily and, unwilling to say another word, turned to leave.

"Please wait, Daoist Priest."

Murderous intent enveloped him, causing the Daoist Priest to stiffen, standing rooted to the spot.

His body tensed, hairs on end, and his heart felt as if it was being gripped by a giant hand, unable to breathe.

To elicit such a reaction solely from the locking of murderous intent, the perpetrator must be at least of the Titled-class Experts.

The unkempt Daoist Priest quickly made this judgment, then quickly adjusted his words and tone.

Xiehe holds martial prowess in high esteem, and this is not just lip service. Even a Titled-class expert, upon entering the sanctum, will be treated as an honored guest.

Even if it is just an attempt borne from imagination, it must be respected.

"Cough..."

The scruffy Daoist Priest turned his back on Tang Luo, gave a light cough and said: "Sir, your idea is unprecedented, and I am really not in a position to make a decision. I will go back now and ask my Master to come over and discuss it with you in person. How does that sound?"

"That would be very good."

Tang Luo was relieved at the shift in attitude of the scruffy Daoist Priest, dispersing the pressure he had exerted and returning to his harmless and tranquil demeanor.

But the Daoist Priest, who had just felt such fierce murderous intent, dared not treat Tang Luo as an ordinary person. He stood up straight, and with a blur of his legs, he vanished from the shop in an instant.

After another half-quarter of an hour, a Daoist Priest with a flushed face and a large bulbous nose appeared inside the shop.

His plain hemp Daoist robe shimmered with golden light, a mysterious gourd hung at his waist, and the value of over two hundred thousand above his head made the newcomer’s realm crystal clear.

"Old Daoist Miaowei, the unworthy disciple just told me that you have a method to verify the accumulation of Spiritual Power in the Mortal Realm. I wonder if this is true."

The old Daoist got straight to the point, eyes intently fixed on Tang Luo.

"It is indeed true. However, to turn this idea into reality, we need a master craftsman’s help."

It’s uncomfortable to be stared at by a Grandmaster, but for the future of The Academy, Tang Luo had to maintain a calm facade.

Miaowei looked at Tang Luo, who appeared full of conviction, and paced thoughtfully inside the store for a while before looking up and asking, "How do you prove that this idea is viable?"

"Unless the artifact is successfully created, there’s no way to prove it."

Tang Luo spread his hands: "That’s why The Academy came to Xuanji Sect to find help."

Miaowei felt exhilarated, uncorked the gourd at his waist and took several gulps before resuming his pacing.

Only when it made an observer’s eyes dizzy did the rosacea-nosed Daoist stop, caressing the alcohol gourd and said: "Could the guest please elaborate on this method, so that I, old Miaowei, may comprehend a thing or two?"

"Of course, it’s only right."

Tang Luo nodded, and replaced the initial topic: "Common belief holds that Fierce Realm is difficult to achieve because firstly, the correct methods are hard to find, and secondly, accumulation is ambiguous. After reaching unity of spirit and intent, one cannot measure progress by internal reflection upon the Sea of Qi. Thus, the monotonous cultivation day after day naturally lacks direction. Moreover, with vague and indistinct standards of accumulation, it is difficult to persevere."

"Miaowei Daoist should be well aware of the numerous disastrous incidents of failing to break through, mostly due to insufficient accumulation and rashly attempting Soul Casting. The cultivators of the Human Race have long suffered from this issue. Thus, The Academy wondered, if there were an artifact that could test the degree of Spiritual Power accumulation and inform cultivators, would we no longer have to face these tragic failures? Could the Human Race gain another leap forward?"

"Sir is noble, Miaowei admires you, but you haven’t yet specified how exactly such an artifact should be made."

"The principle of this artifact is not complex," said Tang Luo, shrugging his shoulders.

"Although there’s no increase in the Sea of Qi after reaching unity of spirit and intent during martial cultivation, Spiritual Energy still accumulates within the body. In other words, despite reaching unity of spirit and intent, there’s a distinction between a martial artist with ten years of accumulation and a newcomer."

"As a Grandmaster, Miaowei Daoist surely understands the characteristics of the Spirit Realm Gate. Depending on the stability of the Minor Spiritual Realm itself, the Spirit Realm Gate can accommodate different strengths, and the ripples produced when one passes through are also distinct."

Those who devote themselves to the study of artifact casting day and night are undoubtedly bright minds, let alone such a master craftsman like Miaowei.

Upon receiving these two critical pieces of information, Miaowei instantly understood Tang Luo’s idea, and his eyes lit up.

"Brilliant! Just brilliant!"

"If we can design a fixed Spirit Realm Gate, observing the fluctuation of ripples to judge a cultivator’s overall accumulation, such a sophisticated concept, why did it not occur to me! It can be done; this technique will definitely work!"

Overcome with excitement, Miaowei patted his chest towards Tang Luo: "Sir’s idea could benefit countless cultivators of Xiehe. Dayuan Peak will provide all the materials and manpower for this research. If successful, it will be a boon for the Human Race. Please accept my bow, sir!"

"I don’t deserve such a grand gesture from Daoist Priest!"

Tang Luo quickly stepped forward to support Miaowei, expressing his embarrassment: "This is but an idea I presented. However, how to simulate the ripples of the Spirit Realm Gate and how to stabilize the ripples requires the Daoist’s dedication. If this succeeds, it will be seen as an unparalleled method of Xuanji Sect that benefits the Human Race. What weight does a little thought carry in comparison."