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Chapter 370
Chapter 370 - Ninth Grade Spirit Material Divine Calligraphy
As Jiang Hao carefully channeled his talent into the first-grade Violet Bamboo Wolf Brush, it remained intact—no explosion occurred. Overjoyed by his success in crafting the brush, he couldn't help but notice the extraordinary materials it was made from.
“First-grade Purple Spirit Bamboo, first-grade Spirit Wolf?”
“What on earth are these?” Jiang Hao pondered with a furrowed brow.
It was then that the system offered an explanation.
“Host, Purple Spirit Bamboo is a spiritual material. It can grow up to nine segments, each corresponding to a grade of spiritual material, with first-grade being the lowest and ninth-grade the highest. A first-grade Spirit Wolf is a nascent wolf demon that has begun its cultivation journey!”
Jiang Hao was taken aback by the revelation.
“A pen made from spiritual materials, with the fur of a wolf demon for the bristles?”
He also picked up on two key pieces of information: spiritual materials were categorized into nine grades, and demons were similarly ranked, with newly cultivating little demons at first-grade. This led him to wonder if martial cultivators were also classified in a similar manner.
Curious, he inquired, “System, how are martial cultivators graded?”
“Ding! System authority is insufficient. Please upgrade the host to level 5!”
“Insufficient level again! Is level 5 a significant milestone?” Jiang Hao mused, feeling a bit frustrated.
With no further information from the system, he decided to set aside his questions for now and turned his attention to the ink and paper before him.
”Now that I have a Spirit Brush, this ordinary ink and Xuan paper seem somewhat inadequate.”
With that thought, Jiang Hao pressed his hand onto two of the ink bottles.
“System, combine!”
“Ding… Congratulations, host. You have successfully synthesized a bottle of first-grade spirit ink, earning 2 skill points and 1.2 experience points.”
First-grade spirit ink: Crafted from the essence of a first-grade little demon's blood, mixed with superior ink.
“Synthesis successful. Would you like to extract it?”
A slight smile played on Jiang Hao's lips as he heard the system's prompt.
“I knew it was possible to create something of value!”
After retrieving the spirit ink, he took out two sheets of Xuan paper. Despite several initial failures, he finally achieved success.
“System, initiate synthesis!”
“Ding… Congratulations, host, on a successful synthesis. You've obtained one sheet of spirit paper, earned 0.9 skill points, and 0.7 experience points!”
Spirit Paper: Infused with spiritual energy and imbued with the essence of scholarly talent!
“Synthesis complete. Would you like to retrieve the item?”
Jiang Hao eyed the hefty stack of xuan paper he'd purchased and got down to business, fervently synthesizing!
After what seemed like an eternity, the process finally came to an end, and a smile spread across Jiang Hao's face.
He had reaped a rich reward: a top-tier spirit brush, a bottle of premium spirit ink, and eighty sheets of spirit paper—more than enough for him to lavish in his practices for some time.
Yet, this experience had granted Jiang Hao a deeper insight into the system's synthesis mechanism.
“I wonder if the quality of the items produced is limited by the system's level?”
“If that's the case, then perhaps when the system levels up in the future, I could simply take two iron rods and synthesize them. Could I possibly end up with a Ruyi Jingu Bang?”
The thought alone brought a chuckle to Jiang Hao's heart.
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Temporarily setting aside this fanciful notion, Jiang Hao retrieved the spirit paper, spirit ink, and the Violet Spirit Bamboo Wolf Brush from the system, eager to showcase his prowess.
In a lavish move, Jiang Hao had the system craft an exquisite jade inkstone from the finest jade. He carefully poured a small amount of spirit ink onto it, releasing a distinctive fragrance of ink into the air.
With ink on his brush, Jiang Hao channeled his inner talent into the bristles.
The brush emitted a subtle purple glow, and without a moment's hesitation, Jiang Hao's hand danced across the spirit paper. In the blink of an eye, his calligraphy came to life—each stroke as dynamic as a dragon, as precise as a silver hook.
Simultaneously, each character glowed with a soft, milky white light—a truly extraordinary spectacle!