Battling Records of the Chosen One Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Cutting a Dashing Figure

Spiritual furnace was the core of a treasure ship, just like the base of a spiritual tattoo formation.
In the empire, there were all kinds of commercial or civilian treasure ships with different functions.
But the treasure ship that Old Mo mentioned was completely different from other ones. It was called Ziying Battleship and was a strategic weapon which played an important role in the imperial armies.
In Ziyao Empire, according to size, battleships were divided into three classes – small, medium and large.
For example, the Silver Eagle Battleship by which Shi Yu came to the Bloodthirsty Camp before was a medium-sized warship newly developed by the Academy of Spiritual Implements, and its space was large enough to hold over one thousand people; besides, it was equipped with spiritual tattoo cannons, whose power of attack was extremely terrible.
The Ziying Battleship which Old Mo wanted to transform was a kind of small-sized warship and it was also the most famous classic warship in the empire. It had been updated a dozen times over hundreds of years and had reached the peak level of current small warships.
This meant that there was little room for any improvement or modification of it.
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As it was spiritual tattoo formation, it had the possibility of continuous improvement!
Old Mo was a spiritual tattoo master. Having spent many years on study of spiritual tattoos, he was aware that if “Golden-flame Spiritual Formation” could replace “Moonlight Spiritual Formation”, there would be a radical change in the power of Ziying Battleship.
For this reason, he lost sleep and forgot to eat in these months, kept trying and studying all kinds of possibilities, and experimented many times in person, but all failed in the end.
It was not because of spiritual furnace, but the spiritual tattoo formation.
According to the difference of power, spiritual tattoo formations were divided into four levels of primary, intermediate, advanced and top-level.
“Golden-flame Spiritual Formation” was an intermediate spiritual tattoo formation, and its most significant effect was to swallow and spit the essence of sunlight and moonlight, and then melted it into a kind of terrible force called Golden Flame.
“Moonlight Spiritual Formation” was a primary spiritual tattoo formation which could only absorb the essence of the moon at night. Although the power it produced was strong, in any case it was inferior to Golden-flame Spiritual Formation.
Unfortunately, Ziying Battleship had its own limits and it was difficult to be equipped with a higher level of spiritual tattoo formation for its specification and material.
Unless Ziying Battleship was completely reinvented. However, if so, would it still be Ziying Battleship? Moreover, it was a classic warship whose specification and material, over hundreds of years, were confirmed by countless spiritual tattoo masters gradually, so it was almost flawless.
With his ability, Old Mo dare not say that he could transform Ziying Battleship from stem to stern by himself.
Therefore, he had to transform spiritual furnace and tried to replace the original spiritual tattoo formation with a new one.
But after failing several times, Old Mo began to realize profoundly that this step was also extremely difficult to achieve. If it were not for the news from Young Man today, he almost gave up directly!
And that’s why Old Mo was looking forward to the result when Lin Xun appeared and said he could help solve the problem.
But at the same time, Old Mo worried a lot. Old Mo was a spiritual tattoo master, and by his attainments in spiritual tattoos, he, at least, could be called as the first-class spiritual tattoo master in the empire!
Even he couldn’t solve the problem, and how could Lin Xun — a 13 or 14-year-old boy do that?
Although Old Mo highly doubted it, having been driven to the wall by this problem, he could only let Lin have a try as a last resort.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
When Old Mo was letting his mind wander, Lin Xun had stood in front of the high table, picked up the inscribing pen, and bent over a piece of white paper to draw something.
The sharp point of the pen, dipped in the most ordinary ink, with a light and ethereal technique, traced strands of hair-like spiritual tattoo lines on the white paper.
But spiritual tattoo lines were not light. On the contrary, it gave people a kind of strength which was condensed and steady as well as simple and unadorned.
Old Mo’s gaze sharpened. The most particular technique of a spiritual tattooist was the inscribing style which varied from person to person — some strange and changeful, some light and beautiful, some magnificent, and some vigorous and firm.
Lin Xun’s movements were free and flowing, light and skillful, like floating clouds and flowing water — natural and smooth, and the spiritual tattoo lines he drew were condensed and steady as well as simple and unadorned, with tremendous momentum.
In addition to solid basic skills, obviously in terms of spiritual tattoos, Lin had his own style!
That was pretty rare!
At least among the spiritual tattooists Old Mo knew, there was hardly one who could reach this level at the age of 13 or 14.
Mo’s expectations had increased a lot, and there was a slight difference in the way he looked at Lin Xun–this boy was not simple!
But when he saw the spiritual tattoo drawn by Lin Xun, Old Mo frowned at once, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Is this Green Wood Spiritual Formation?”
Lin Xun was absorbed in drawing and he turned a deaf ear to the things that happened around him.
Based on his current ability, he could not refine a complete spiritual tattoo formation yet. But it was easy for him to just depict a spiritual tattoo formation.
Seeing Lin Xun not answer his question, Old Mo did not ask more. However, the more he looked at, the worse he felt. Suddenly, he banged the table and spoke loudly when seeing Lin Xun plan to draw a Gang-mount Spiritual Formation, “No! No! Are you going to use these two formations to form a bridge as the medium, and then combine the other two formations? Give it up! I have tried this way, but it doesn’t work!”
Lin Xun frowned with anger because Old Mo interrupted him when he was drawing the second spiritual tattoo formation. He could not help but glance at Old Mo coldly and said, “You can’t make it, which doesn’t mean I can’t make it as well. You can leave now if you don’t trust me!”
Old Mo had a glazed look, then tried to control his rage, and said to Lin Xun, “Ok, boy, I will see what can you do in the end?”
Lin Xun didn’t respond any longer. He was bending over the high table, concentrating on drawing with a tranquil mind.
He had been learning spiritual tattoos at very young age from Master Lu. Study of spiritual tattoos almost occupied his whole life in the mine prison over the past.
Same as Master Lu, Lin Xun had a strong aversion to being disturbed when he was inscribing spiritual tattoos. Maybe every spiritual tattooist was more or less grumpy in this aspect.
It made Old Mo a little bit angry, but also gave him more hope. Did this boy really have a well-thought-out plan?
Old Mo decided to keep watching.
As time went by, Lin Xun quickly drew many very dense and complicated spiritual tattoos on the white paper. In just half an hour, he had already drawn four totally different spiritual tattoo formations!
After seeing this, Old Mo got a little bit confused. He could not figure out why Lin Xun drew so many spiritual tattoo formations or guess the intentions of Lin Xun.
He expected more and more from Lin Xun and at the same time he doubted his ability. Regardless of whether Lin Xun was playing dishonest juggling tricks or not, he just was a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy and he could precisely and perfectly draw the spiritual tattoo formations. Not everyone at his age could do it.
Old Mo touched his chin while looking at the side face of dedicated Lin Xun. Suddenly, a question occurred to him. Who was Lin Xun’s mentor in spiritual tattoos? How did this boy have so impressive attainments in spiritual tattoos at such a young age?
“Old Mo, what do you think about that?”
At this point, Young Man walked over, standing on one side, with arms around her chest. She fixed her clear and shining eyes on Lin Xun with curiosity.
She looked very hot in the leather clothes. She got fair skin, and a pretty face. Her legs were slender and straight. Standing there at will, she looked exceedingly fascinating.
She was a real stunner. Even the slightest facial expression and her every movement boasted a kind of natural charm.
Old Mo swallowed hard and at same time quickly glanced at Young Man’s plump breasts. Then he snorted coldly, “This boy has a very bad temper. Who knows what he is going to do?”
Young Man got angry and said, “You even don’t know what he is going to do? Old Mo, you are a spiritual tattoo master, aren’t you? You always make a boast of how great you are every day!”
Old Mo’s face changed after hearing that. He roared and interrupted Young Man, “You, as a woman, know nothing about spiritual tattoos. This is our spiritual tattooists’ business. So, don’t butt in. Ok?”
Young Man twitched her mouth and responded scornfully, “Don’t attitudinize in front of me. I don’t understand those spiritual tattoo things, but I know how to cut an old hooligan’s eyes out in a short time!”
Old Mo’s body was stiff suddenly after hearing that. He at once stopped being glued to Young Man’s breasts and looked at other place, sighing, “You know you are so sexy and I don’t know where to look at when seeing you. Your dress is always showing too much skin. Why do you always dress like that?”
It seemed this was Young Man’s fault.
“Bah!” Young Man said, “Don’t kid me. I am asking you what do you think of the spiritual tattoo formations that Lin Xun drew?”
Old Mo’s facial expression was a little bit complicated when looking at Lin Xun who was bending over the high table and swiftly drawing on the paper. Then he told to Young Man, “I just understand the spiritual tattoo formations which he has drawn, but I really don’t know what he is going to do. And I can’t figure out the relationship between these spiritual tattoo formations and the spiritual furnace that needs to be transformed.”
His voice showed slight sadness.
Young Man was in a trance and then looked at Lin Xun’s handsome side face, murmuring, “A man who takes things seriously is really handsome…”
Old Mo couldn’t help but roll his eyes and said, “You never say that to me! I work hard every day as well.”
Young Man was giggly, “You are too old and ugly to compare with this boy who is not only very young but also handsome.”
Old Mo was astonished and said, “Are you going to rob the cradle? He is just thirteen or fourteen years old. Don’t do harm to him!”
Young Man responded scornfully, “You are just jealous of him. Don’t behave in such an affected way in front of me.”
Old Mo’s old face was flushed with shame. Then he stopped talking.
He knew he would find no more words to argue with her and he also knew it was the most foolish thing to bicker with women.
At this time, Lin Xun who was bending over the high table suddenly stood up, threw the inscribing pen, turned around, handed over a stack of white paper covered with spiritual tattoos to Old Mo and said to him, “Done.”
Done?
Both Old Mo and Young Man were shocked and their eyes fell on that stack of paper, stopping bickering immediately.