Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



"I don't know if we are going to save anything in the end or not," Stark squeezed his temples, while not finding any way to get out from this disaster unscathed.

"At least we got the portal zone safe," Lara's voice came from behind, startling him for a moment there.

"What's the use? We have a way to bring and send people, but we have no city to make use of any of this."

"At least we have this place intact, well secured," Lara stood by his side, overlooking the entire portal region, "we can rebuild anything, anything but this."

"I know," Stark sighed in a tired way, "but wouldn't it have been great if we ended up ruling everything without losing a single building?"

"I also have the same wish," she sighed in return, paused for a moment there before adding in weird bitterness and regret, "you do know that William warned me before from all this?"

"Really? That youth did?! What did he say?"

"He warned me that Richard was the head of the snake, and Larry was just fake," Lara paused, recalling how William tried to warn her against Richard, "he told me that aiming to achieve great things always come with severe challenges and bad consequences if one wasn't prepared."

"A wise youth indeed," Stark paused, seemingly having a better impression of William, "speaking about him, where is he now? I haven't seen him anywhere in the past few days."

"He is still hiding inside the Lost City," she chuckled, one that looked so pale in the eyes of Stark, "he refused to come out, saying that it's not his moment to show himself."

"Tsk! I bet he doesn't want to be part of any of this," Stark read through William's intentions. And Lara could only nod.

"I heard he sent away his team, days before all this started… Don't tell me he expected such a disaster to happen to the city!" Stark didn't stop there and started to think about complicated stuff like this.

Before Lara would say anything, something big suddenly happened here.

"Acho!" away from the portal region, and inside the underground space of the Lost City, William sneezed a couple of times. "I bet she is gossiping about me again, hehehehe," he laughed when he sneezed for the tenth time today, a thing that kept happening frequently in the past three days.

Right now, the war that started by trying to assassinate him lasted for five days straight. William kept himself inside the Lost City, took a place there and heavily fortified it. Then he started preparing his different materials.

In front of him two big cauldrons, lots of special wood, many ores, tons of materials that he collected, dark gold grade cores, and also a few elixirs were all placed inside that ruined building.

It was one of the central buildings in each block in the entire city. It had enough space for him to do what he wanted. He stationed himself just as the furthest point from the stairs, as a precaution against anything bad and unexpected to happen.

In case anyone got curious or had free time to spend here, they'd not disturb him or even notice his current whereabouts.

William was now ready to start making his weapon. The first thing he did was to start preparing his different and vast set of materials.

"To build this weapon, I need to combine Alchemy and Forging together with the field of arrays, inscriptions, and even the art of implementing training and fighting techniques with cores… It's quite a complicated process, and hopefully I'll succeed from the first time…"

William started first by refining the herbs he got. As he walked around the Lost City, he gathered up lots of materials, more than what he needed actually.

As he closely examined these materials, he confirmed his early guess. They all came from the outer world. And that was good and bad news at the same time.

First of all, these materials all came from a higher realm, with a pure level of spirit power that far exceeded the limits of the tiny world here.

That meant once he managed to make his weapon, its strength would put it directly at the top scale of power in this world. He'd not be surprised if it became a quasi-legendary grade. But that was the only good news he had.

Aside from this silverlining point, everything else was a hell of a problem. First, as these materials came from a higher realm, then trying to mix them together in such a tiny world, a place where the level of spirit power was much lower than the usual outer world, then there was a great risk in causing a fierce explosion.

Not only that, but even the process of properly purifying these materials was a headache. If William wanted to follow the steps he learnt before from his friend, then he had to solve the problem of spirit power lacking first.

This wasn't something that could be easily done, not by someone at the current low grade as him. It wasn't just a problem of spirit power grade, but also the quality of spirit power in itself. He could accumulate much spirit power, using arrays or elixirs, or better both. But he wouldn't be able to raise the quality of the spirit power using any of this.

William already knew this beforehand. And so, he thought about something new, something that was out of the ordinary.

William started first with gathering the needed set of materials. Be it herbs, ores, or even special liquid, he took enough to do his first experiment.

Then he took another batch of materials, one that came from this world. "I hope it works," he muttered while looking at both collections, while imagining the steps he thought about before.

He had an idea, one that he never heard or tried before. Why bother about increasing the quality of spirit power quality and quantity when he could start working to lower the grade of the materials coming from the outer world?