Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 542 Sword Spiri

Different from the time Evelynn saw the remnant will of the Earth Dragon Immortal, this phenomenon of seeing a live spirit was certainly different, leaving her a little bit muddle head from getting a bit too excited. Her face was still flushed red as an apple.

"Me? I don’t have a name..." The sword spirit replied.

"You are called Earth Dragon’s Destructive Sword..." Princess Isabella spoke to the spirit.

"That’s just a title..." Davis and the speck of light replied at the same time. They looked at each other in wonder and turned to look at Princess Isabella who became embarrassed but didn’t reveal it outwardly by remaining blank.

"Uh... Can you become a genuine Emperor Grade Sword by being refined or reforged by a blacksmith?"

Davis quickly asked one of the many doubts he held in his mind.

His Grand Uncle Daniuis had said that Grieving Emerald Scythe can be upgraded to Low-Level King Grade Armament, so he was rather interested to know if the Earth Dragon’s Destructive Sword can become an Emperor Grade Armament since it is currently at the Peak-Level of King Grade.

Armament is the term that accommodates every type of weapon, armor, accessories that is created by a blacksmith or a person of similar profession. However, if it were solely the case, then such a term wouldn’t have been born.

This term came into being since the equipment like weapons, and armor came to host spirits in them naturally. Armaments tend to birth spirits in them once they were forged, hence, only equipment beginning from Sky Grade was called as armaments.

Those types of equipment below Sky Grade were not called as armaments since they don’t have the ability to host spirits.

"Yes, as long as materials at the required grade are sufficient. However, the blacksmith refining me into an Emperor Grade Sword should be capable of convincing me, otherwise, they will receive a severe rejection from me." The sword spirit replied.

Davis pondered on its words before he felt finding a blacksmith was a drag. He smacked his lips and rather asked a stupid question.

"Then can you increase the grade by yourself?"

"No, it is said that only the spirits above Emperor Grade are doing so... However, I can aid the blacksmith in refining my physical form."

Davis became astonished.

It can actively aid the blacksmith who refines it? How?

Perhaps it had its own way of doing things and he wasn’t sure if he should ask since he might inadvertently offend it.

After all, Princess Isabella had convinced it to become her sword, not made it absolutely submit, so it might not entirely listen to her words even if she tells it to answer his questions.

Davis knew that was a difference in the approval of the spirit and that it was widely differentiated into three types.

One, forced obedience.

Where a cultivator uses his prowess, whether if it is Essence Gathering Cultivation, Body Tempering Cultivation, Soul Forging Cultivation or entirely other methods to forcefully make the armament submit while simultaneously bending its will.

Davis had learned a method from Old Man Garvin to tame the spirit of the armament and it fell into this type.

Second, natural submission.

Where a cultivator uses his prowess and convinces the spirit of the armament to serve them. This type was named as natural submission since the ’strong eat the weak’ concept comes into play.

It is natural for a servant to serve their master.

The difference between the first type and the second type mostly lies with consent; whether if they obtained the approval or the consent of the spirit of the armament.

Princess Isabella precisely fell into the second type where she obtained the consent by displaying her prowess while also managing to convince the spirit her to serve her.

Third, unconditional submission.

For this type, a cultivator does not even need to do anything other than making contact with the spirit of the armament and fulfilling the pre-ordained requirements that the spirit had been looking for a long time. The spirit of the armament will then become the cultivator’s loyal servant.

In one such case, the spirit of the armament might even self-destruct if its master had commanded it do so... Although unlikely, it seemed like Old Man Garvin had witnessed this for him to conclude that the differentiation derived by the ancient cultivators were correct.

However, Old Man Garvin also said that each type had its own pros and cons.

Davis carefully thought before realizing something that he wouldn’t notice usually.

"How do you know all this?"

In reality, shouldn’t a spirit be empty in thought? Not knowing much about anything other than selecting a master? Davis felt that it should be the case since the time it was born. And since the time it was born, he guessed that this sword had been kept in the King Grade Treasury of the Earth Dragon Immortal.

His question made Princess Isabella and Evelynn also listen on with apt interest.

"These were thoughts I was embedded with when I was born... Likely from the person who refined and shaped me, although I have no recollection of that person."

"Imbuing one’s thoughts? Transfer of knowledge?" Princess Isabella exclaimed by the side. This information came as a surprise to her. She felt high-level forging or refinement can only be done by lofty existences such as Immortals!

This question also echoed in Davis and Evelynn’s heads but they couldn’t confirm it, neither could they ask someone about it... Well, Davis had Fallen Heaven to confirm but he wasn’t going to waste a chance to ask this question which isn’t valuable to him in any way.

’Wait?’

Princess Isabella suddenly gazed at Davis, wanting to ask him whether if he knew... ’Even if he didn’t, he could always ask that person! Right?’

’Isn’t his master rumored to be an Immortal?’ She mused and asked.

Davis shook his head and lied without batting an eyelid, "I don’t know."

"My master rarely teaches anything besides Soul Forging Cultivation. Besides, I haven’t seen my master ever since we came to the First Layer."

Princess Isabella nodded her head with an "Oh" of understanding. She reflected that even though he did not see his master, that mysterious person should be looking at them from somewhere.

"..."

This thought suddenly gave her the chills!

She instantly recalled the spirit and kept the sword inside her spatial ring and left towards the exit of the residence, "I’ll go purchase the formation you requested then..."

Davis looked at her rapidly retreating figure as her voice echoed.

He got confused, ’What’s the hurry?’

He still wanted to ask a few questions to the sword spirit and see if he could get some answers, but it looks like that was the limit she set for him!

’Whatever...’ Davis shook his head though he felt that it was a pity.

He walked away with Evelynn in another direction.

From the place where they stood, past two streets where his parents stayed in a building which they took for themselves. He went there and chattered with his parents for quite a while, discussing their goals for the upcoming days.

Claire revealed that she wanted to solely concentrate on her cultivation and become an Eighth Stage Expert within half a century. Meanwhile, Logan was eager to exit the city and travel by himself to train as he did so in the past.

Davis was astonished by his father’s decision but didn’t give his opinion on this matter. Instead, he turned to look at his mother.

"I’m not stopping him," Claire replied and closed her eyes.

"See, we have already talked about it. In a few days, I will leave." Logan chuckled.

’Father, I think you’re having the wrong impression. In this case, mother not stopping you but indirectly telling you to not leave her...’ Davis inwardly laughed but didn’t give his father a heads up.