>On it were the words ‘Feather Spirit Codex’.

Radix pointed at it and said, “This book was given to the young lord by his good friend Wuya, the last successor of the Feather Spirit lineage, a master among masters! Your White Dragon’s Screech was originally damaged and had been kept in the clan for many years, as no one had been able to fix it.
The patriarch already gave up on getting it fixed, but then the young lord became friends with Wuya in his travels and brought him back.

“The patriarch requested for Master Wuya to repair the White Dragon’s Screech, and Wuya said that he would try.
After just seven days, he managed to repair that legendary sword! This super soul weapon once more saw the light of day, and the rest of the clan soon learned of this matter.
Everyone understood the importance of this sword and desired it, leaving the patriarch in a difficult position.

“Later, Master Wuya met with the patriarch and proposed giving the White Dragon’s Screech to your grandfather.
Wuya fixed the divine sword, so without him, there would be no White Dragon’s Screech.
His words had a lot of weight, so the patriarch gave White Dragon’s Screech to your grandfather, Xiaogu, thereby calming this tempest in the clan.”

Xia Fei nodded after hearing all this.
“I didn’t think that there would be such a story behind the White Dragon’s Screech.
It seems like Spiritualists truly have a frighteningly high status.
A Spiritualist was even able to decide what the Aurora patriarch could not.”

Radix firmly said, “Of course! Things are no longer what they once were.
For some reason, Spiritualist lineage is waning.
Let alone those high-level Spiritualists, even basic Spiritualists are hard to find nowadays.
The big clans are all wracking their brains night and day over ways to get Spiritualists.”

Xia Fei pursed his lips and changed the subject.
“You said that the Aurora Clan is full of modest noblemen, but it doesn’t seem like that.
They fought so much over a single soul weapon.
Could the Aurora Clan really be nothing but hypocrites?”

Radix went pale and hastily said, “Don’t you dare! Besides, Aurora is the clan of your grandfather, and you… also have some stake in the clan.
You can’t just badmouth them like that.”

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Radix was actually unsure if Xia Fei counted as part of the Aurora Clan.
After all, the latter differed drastically from the rest.
He would be considered an extremist in the Aurora Clan purely because of his willingness to try any method and because of his resolve to always take revenge when he was wronged; his presence would undoubtedly engender much internal strife.

Fortunately, the Aurora Clan was far away, and it would take ages to get there from the Inverse territory.
This was not like the Law Realm, where spatial arrays could whisk one back and forth.
Xia Fei did not even have a method of transportation, so getting back to the clan would be excruciatingly difficult.
Thus, for now, Radix did not need to worry about what sort of quarrels Xia Fei would have with his clan.

“So why d’you take out the Feather Spirit Codex?” asked Xia Fei.

Radix solemnly said, “It’s very simple.
You just need to try and cultivate the Feather Spirit Codex to know whether you chose the Spiritualist lineage or not!”

“Becoming a Spiritualist?” Xia Fei became a little excited.
Even a fool could understand after listening to Radix’s explanation that a Spiritualist held the lifeline of warriors: soul weapons!

Be it forging soul weapons or repairing them, a Spiritualist was required.
If his Soul Mark really was the imprint of a Spiritualist, then he would be rich.

His body was still in pain, and he felt uneasy about his missing law patterns.
After some thought, he realized that the Soul Mark had probably absorbed them because they were both complete.
The Law of Primal Chaos and Law of Speed had been spared because he was still cultivating them.

Right now, Xia Fei needed to rest so that he could heal up and get back on the road.
Thus, Xia Fei agreed to Radix’s request, resting up his body while reading the Feather Spirit Codex.

Half a month went by in the blink of an eye.
Xia Fei’s body gradually healed, and he also obtained some understanding of the Feather Spirit Codex.
Xia Fei was very curious about the methods of forging soul weapons, repairing soul weapons, and setting up soul weapon arrays.
Just like this, the days flew by.

Xia Fei exhaled, an annoyed look on his face.

“My injuries are that serious? It seems like it’ll take me at least half a year to recover completely.”

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As he was inspecting his body, Xia Fei discovered that his condition was far worse than he originally thought.
Xia Fei would not recover his fighting power for at least half a year.
A warrior that could not fight? Xia Fei was very gloomy over this thought.

Radix soothed Xia Fei.
“This isn’t important.
Half a year will go by quickly, and besides, you’ve only recently unlocked your Soul Mark.
Time is needed for your body energy to become balanced, perhaps even fuse together, with your soul power! All of this will take time.”

Xia Fei said nothing, picking up a small knife from the ground.
This was October Flying Snow, the chilling blade that Xia Fei had used before.
Of course, he had long moved past the level where he could use it.

“Open!” Xia Fei placed his hands on both sides of the knife and called.

In a flash of light, October Flying Snow transformed.
It lost its cold and frigid trait, instead faintly radiating soul power!

“A soul weapon?! You actually turned October Flying Snow into a soul weapon?!” Radix was in shock.

Although October Flying Snow had a very weak aura, it was still an authentic soul weapon!

More importantly, only one kind of person could make soul weapons: a Spiritualist!

After all those twists and turns, Xia Fei had actually become a Spiritualist?!

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