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A drop of bright red blood fell onto the Eastern Emperor Bell, having no effect whatsoever.
The Dark Mage was not surprised at all; he was a humble and low-key person who did not harbor extravagant hopes for divine artifacts. However, Wei Chen had high expectations for the Dark Mage. After being influenced by the Demon Lotus Emperor, Wei Chen believed that the Dark Mage should be able to bond with the Eastern Emperor Bell through blood. After all, aside from the Dark Mage, he could hardly think of anyone else qualified to do so.
But now, the situation was that the drop of blood showed no signs of merging with the Eastern Emperor Bell, leaving Wei Chen extremely frustrated.
How could this be happening?
“Child, you must not force things. If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work. Your grandfather’s bloodline power is simply not enough,” the Dark Mage said, amused by Wei Chen's despondent expression. This child seemed to think it was his own failure when it was really just a matter of insufficient power from his grandfather. Was it worth being so disheartened?
Wei Chen sighed, “Grandfather, if you can’t do it, I really can’t think of anyone else who could.”
“Just wait patiently; you will encounter the right opportunity eventually,” the Dark Mage replied with a calm smile.
His mindset was good; he wouldn’t let such matters affect his emotions. He hadn’t held out too much hope in the first place, so when disappointment came, it didn’t hit him hard. In contrast, Wei Chen had come with great expectations, so when hope turned into disappointment, it felt devastating.
Although Wei Chen felt somewhat lost, his eyes remained fixed on the drop of the Dark Mage’s blood on the Eastern Emperor Bell, hoping for a miracle.
After a while passed without any sign of a miracle, Wei Chen was about to put away the Eastern Emperor Bell and give up on this plan.
However, just as he was about to retract the Eastern Emperor Bell, the Dark Mage’s expression shifted to one of uncertainty. “Child, I think I sense a change in the Eastern Emperor Bell.”
“What change?” Wei Chen asked urgently.
The Dark Mage replied, “It feels as if I have formed an inexplicable connection with the Eastern Emperor Bell… It’s as if I can call out to it!”
Upon hearing this, Wei Chen suddenly realized that the drop of blood from the Dark Mage had begun to slowly merge into the Eastern Emperor Bell!
What in the world was happening?
Wei Chen was overjoyed; he knew deeply that once merging began, it was a sign of success. Once all the blood fully integrated, it would mean complete control over the divine artifact, the Eastern Emperor Bell!
Wei Chen had no idea what was happening. Just when he felt hopeless and had completely given up, everything took a miraculous turn—this was a divine reversal!
"What’s going on? Does the artifact really need a process of thought to recognize its master? If it’s meant to be, then just let it be; why torture me like this?"
Wei Chen complained, but his face was filled with joy.
He wouldn’t mind enduring such torment a bit longer; he could never get enough of it.
In fact, when Wei Chen had almost given up hope, a small premonition stirred within him. After all, under normal circumstances, blood dripping onto an artifact wouldn’t form a perfect droplet shape like that drop from the Dark Mage. At that moment, a strange feeling arose in Wei Chen's heart—could it be that there was still a chance?
Ultimately, that unusually perfect "droplet-shaped" blood slowly melted into the Eastern Emperor Bell after much contemplation.
As the Dark Mage's drop of blood completely merged with the Eastern Emperor Bell, he felt its presence as if the Eastern Emperor Bell had rooted itself within his Sea of Consciousness.
"Grandpa, how does it feel?" Wei Chen asked excitedly as he saw the blood completely absorbed by the Eastern Emperor Bell.
The Dark Mage squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment before saying, "Child, this artifact, the Eastern Emperor Bell, has appeared in my Sea of Consciousness. That must be what they call control. I feel like I can give any command now, and the Eastern Emperor Bell will execute it."
"Eastern Emperor Bell, grow larger!"
"Eastern Emperor Bell, change!"
"Eastern Emperor Bell, fly up and spin!"
…
The Dark Mage was like a child who had just received a toy, happily issuing commands to the Eastern Emperor Bell. The Eastern Emperor Bell complied with each of his requests.
Wei Chen watched in a daze.
"Eastern Emperor Bell Soul, stop hiding and come out! What is going on here?" Wei Chen said lightly as he looked at the Eastern Emperor Bell.
The Dark Mage was taken aback. Eastern Emperor Bell Soul? What was that? Could it be that there was an Artifact Spirit inside this Eastern Emperor Bell? An Artifact Spirit capable of communicating with people?
However, after some casual thought, it all made sense. After all, it was a divine artifact, and having an Artifact Spirit that could communicate with humans was quite normal!
A majestic middle-aged man, clad in golden armor, flew out from the Eastern Emperor Bell.
It was none other than the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul.
"I didn't expect the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul to look so flamboyant," Wei Chen said with a faint smile.
The Eastern Emperor Bell Soul ignored Wei Chen. Although he was merely a Phantom, he appeared very real, with facial expressions that were strikingly lifelike. As Wei Chen spoke, he seized the opportunity to display a hint of disdain, which irritated Wei Chen to no end.
The Eastern Emperor Bell Soul bowed deeply to the Dark Mage and said in a deep voice, "I greet my master!"
The Dark Mage was taken aback but quickly helped the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul up, saying, "You flatter me."
"Master, I am the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul. Since you have summoned me, you are naturally my master. From now on, I will gradually teach you how to use the Eastern Emperor Bell. I hope you can unleash its true combat power soon and suppress Wei Chen's Reprint."
The Eastern Emperor Bell Soul harbored a strong dislike for Reprint and immediately began sowing discord upon his arrival.
The Dark Mage's mind was quick, and he soon understood the implications of the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul's words.
But he certainly wouldn't act on them.
Unity was essential among the Ancient World Spatial Dimension, and cooperation among the Ten Divine Artifacts was even more crucial.
"Eastern Emperor Bell Soul, stop being so verbose. Be honest—why did you not respond at first but succeeded later?" Wei Chen asked calmly as he looked at the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul.
Having dealt with Artifact Spirits multiple times, he had gradually come to understand their nature. None of them were straightforward; they were all quite tricky. The Eastern Emperor Bell Soul was particularly cunning and difficult to handle.
"The master's blood contains an exceptionally powerful Stellar Power that meets the requirements for recognizing the Eastern Emperor Bell as its master. However, we also need to consider your temperament. I heard your conversation earlier; the reason why the Eastern Emperor Bell accepted you at the last moment is that your temperament is strong enough. You showed little reaction when the blood recognition failed and remained calm and composed. This is precisely what the Eastern Emperor Bell needs—steadiness and grace. After assessing your character, the Eastern Emperor Bell initiated the recognition process; this is a necessary step."
Upon hearing the explanation from the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul, both Wei Chen and the Dark Mage gained new insights. The Dark Mage realized that the thinking ability of the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul was remarkably powerful; it was far more complex than a simple Artifact Spirit—it was like a sophisticated analyzer. Meanwhile, Wei Chen learned about the selective nature of Artifact Spirits in recognizing their masters. He had previously thought that during this process, Artifact Spirits played a minimal role; however, it turned out that their choices and preferences significantly influenced the recognition procedure.
Seeing Wei Chen lost in thought, the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul seemed to have guessed his concerns. It clasped its hands toward Wei Chen and said, "You are the master of Reprint, and there are some things I can tell you. In fact, the recognition of a divine artifact by its master is influenced by both the bloodline power of humans or demon races, which accounts for half, and the choice of the Artifact Spirit, which accounts for the other half. Often, when a divine artifact accepts human blood, it means that the blood power is sufficient; however, if the character of the person is lacking, it cannot recognize them as its master. We Artifact Spirits require a master whose character is suitable, not just one with strong bloodline power."
Upon hearing this, Wei Chen couldn't help but ask, "But when I made the Reproduction Tool Spirit recognize me as its master, it happened almost instantaneously."
The Eastern Emperor Bell Soul looked coldly at Wei Chen and replied, "That is because your bloodline power is too strong. Even in the history of the Ancient World, there has never been anyone with bloodline power as formidable as yours. Not just Reprint; any divine artifact would instantly recognize you as its master if your blood were to touch it. The role of the Artifact Spirit becomes significant only when the master's bloodline power is not strong enough and the artifact hesitates, requiring assistance from the Artifact Spirit to initiate the recognition process."
Hearing this explanation from the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul, Wei Chen fully understood the process of divine artifact recognition. This knowledge would greatly benefit him in the future when he sought to have artifacts recognize him or his people as their masters. He also began to understand why Xuanyuan Sword Spirit was willing to give Donghua a chance despite knowing that Donghua's bloodline power was insufficient.
The selectivity of Artifact Spirits generally works well unless one possesses an extraordinary bloodline power like Wei Chen's—so powerful that artifacts cannot refuse to recognize him as their master.
After pondering for a moment, Wei Chen asked again, "Eastern Emperor Bell Soul, why did Xuanyuan Sword Spirit say my bloodline power was insufficient when I first tried to control Xuanyuan Sword?"
"It’s impossible; divine artifacts do not lie. Think carefully: was it your bloodline power that was insufficient or your character's resolve that was lacking?" asked the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul.
Wei Chen was taken aback and realized that he was indeed unfit for Xuanyuan Sword due to his lack of mental fortitude… The real reason might be that Wei Chen was not a sword cultivator. If he had been a sword cultivator, things would have been different with Xuanyuan Sword. The Xuanyuan Sword Spirit knew deep down that what suited Wei Chen best was Reprint, not Xuanyuan Sword. If Wei Chen had recklessly dripped his blood to claim Xuanyuan Sword as his own, it would have been a loss for both Xuanyuan Sword and himself.
Controlling Reprint allowed Wei Chen to find one divine artifact after another and help them recognize their masters effectively. In truth, he didn’t need to do much; simply finding artifacts and helping them find their masters was already a significant contribution. Reprint was undoubtedly among the Ten Divine Artifacts; there was no doubt about that. The Eastern Emperor Bell Soul might think itself superior to Reprint, but other artifacts did not acknowledge it!
What could the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul do?
"Eastern Emperor Bell Soul, if one's bloodline power isn't strong enough, does it affect their control over divine artifacts?" Wei Chen inquired.
"It doesn't have a major impact; however, if one's bloodline power is strong enough, they will become familiar with the artifact more quickly. If their bloodline power is not strong enough, it will take them slightly longer to become accustomed to it. This also symbolizes strength; there is a significant difference between strong and weak endowments," replied the Eastern Emperor Bell Soul.
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