Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



What William asked for was a small flute. Zin tried to blow air into it, tried to inject his spirit power inside, but all failed.

"This is the Dream Flute, one that's truly a scary item," William paused before adding, "to activate it, you need to use two antagonising elements you have, pour them inside, and let them explode inside and fuel it."

"I don't buy any of that," Zin had few spirit elements by birth right, but they weren't antagonising at all.

"Let me try it then," William simply extended his hand, and Zin looked at him in doubt, "what? Do you think I dare steal something from you?"

"You are shameless enough to do it!" Zin didn't hide what he was thinking about. And that brought out chuckles and smiles all over everyone watching this interesting talk between an old man and a youngster.

"Don't act like this, as if I can beat you or overrun you or something," William rolled his eyes and Zin finally complied.

"Watch!" William held the flute's small opening near his mouth. Instead of blowing wind, he blew silver and black threads into it.

"You got the lightning and darkness elements… I knew it!" Zin watched William fight before, and he already had his guesses about William's elements.

But he wasn't that rude to ask William about this. To any master, such things were taboo to ask about.

The moment William blew into that flute, it didn't release sound, didn't release anything actually. After a minute or so, nothing happened. And that made Zin scoff.

"I told you! You were lying to me just no…"

Before he'd continue his words, a faint rumbling occurred as if an explosion occurred inside the flute. Next the flute shook slightly before it started to shine all in black and silver lights.

The flute needed what William just told him, but William's level of spirit power was still lacking to activate this flute on a whim. As anything else getting into this world, it got its grade and strength lowered. Yet it was still at the top quality of gears in this world.

If Zin was the one doing it, he could have activated it in mere seconds! But William needed a minute or two to let it show a change.

Then a weird bellow of smoke rose from this flute, covering up lots of masters standing there in a few breaths. Before anyone would say anything, they all experienced what could least be described as a miracle.

The smoke expanded and covered lots of masters in a thin layer of fog. To those who didn't get affected by it, it appeared like nothing happened to them. But to those inside, things looked much different, a lot different.

The world in front of their eyes changed, turned into a piece of heaven or something. Each found themselves standing in the middle of an open green space, filled with roses and refreshing breeze. At the same time, many trees appeared in the distance, and lots of nice-looking monsters.

This was an illusion, one that didn't last for more than a few seconds. This was what William could do with his weak spirit power.

"This…"

"What just happened?"

"Where was I?"

"I felt like my spirit calmed down, as if someone patted on my shoulder or something…"

The moment the fog vanished, and the flute stopped releasing more, many masters exclaimed in doubt and shock. Others just stood silent, with a weird look on their faces, as if they just experienced something ground shaking or something.

"This is just a small and nice version of what this flute can do," William looked very tired and exhausted, and had to empty an entire bottle of elixir to replenish his lost spirit power, "take it and make the best use of it."

"How can I use it?" Zin was inwardly shaken like everyone else. The place he just experienced wasn't a green field, but his family's house.

He saw his long dead parents. He was too shocked to say a single word, but he recognised the old house of his family, the one he used to live in when he was just six years old.

It was a memory of the past, a very cherished one to him.

"You just think of the general feeling you want the masters affected by this flute to experience. Be it calmness, rage, and even death… You just think of a feeling and the flute will do the trick for you."

"I see…" Zin received the flute before adding, "I can't believe such an item exists. It's on par with the mightiest artefacts in the world, it's indeed an artefact!"

William nodded without saying too much. This flute might look omniscient, but it wasn't. In the outer world, there were too many ways to handle such illusions. But here it might be difficult to counter that.

Even if the grade and might of this flute got lowered thanks to the limitations of the tiny world, it was still one of the best items existing in the world. That meant considering it as an artefact wasn't an exaggeration.

"Tsk! Can't you just take a look at what I have and tell me what the uses of these items are?" Zin grew greedy, and that was what William previously feared.

The latter knew if Zin got to hear about the use of a single useful item of his, then he'd renege on his earlier promise and wouldn't hand him the cursed item he wanted.

But as Lara got the item already, there was no need for him to worry about that.

"Let's repeat such trade later on," William casually said something to extricate himself from such a tight situation.

"I can exchange more cursed items with you. Look, I got twenty different items in this ring…"

"Sorry, but thanks," William was taken aback with what Zin just said. He thought such items were rare, but that old man just took twenty out on a whim.