Chapter 195 (1/2)

Zhou Chen walked into the Commune of Spiritual Tattooists as usual.

Zhou Chen was a student of Mist College, who reached the Human-gang Realm last year and earned his name in the college.

Many teachers and his classmates believed that Zhou Chen was totally qualified to participate in the Province Test this September.

Zhou Chen also wanted to have a try. But since he reached the Human-gang Realm, he hadn’t found a suitable spiritual weapon.

As was known to all, spiritual weapons of Human-rank were divided into four grades: low, middle, high and top grade.

Top grade Human-rank spiritual weapons were too rare and too expensive to be expected by Zhou Chen.

However, the power of the low-grade spiritual weapon of Human-rank was limited, and those strong practitioners of Human-gang Realm could not give full play to their power with them.

So Zhou Chen targeted on middle and high-grade spiritual weapons.

Generally speaking, most strong practitioners of Human-gang Realm would choose middle-grade spiritual weapons. Firstly, they were relatively not expensive. Secondly, the practitioners could give full play to their power with them.

A high-grade spiritual weapon was powerful but a little bit too expensive and Zhou Chen wasn’t sure whether a spiritual weapon of this level was appropriate for him.

The reason was simple. When it came to the selection of a spiritual weapon, it was not always the case that the higher grade, the better. It depended on whether it was matched the practitioner or not and whether the practitioner could give his power full play with it.

A higher-grade spiritual weapon for the practitioner might be powerful, but would consume too much spiritual power, and sometimes too hard to control, which might not be good in a fight.

The more Zhou Chen analyzed, the more irresolute he felt. Now he had no idea whether to choose a middle-grade one or a high-grade one.

So recently whenever he had time, he would go to the Commune to try to select an appropriate spiritual weapon.

Pity that he still hadn’t seen a well-matched one.

Although there was still half a year to go before the Test in September, Zhou Chen felt somehow anxious. Nowadays, all practitioners who wanted to participate in the Province Test were all making great efforts to improve their strength.

The Province Test, completely different from the State Test and the County Test, would not only test the aptitude and savvy of the practitioners, but also assess the practitioners’ fighting capacity!

Aptitude and savvy were nothing. The key point was the fighting capacity.

However great aptitude and savvy a practitioner had, he wouldn’t pass the Province Test if he had poor fighting capacity.

What was the test of fighting capacity?

The most fundamental element was absolutely one’s cultivation. Besides, other factors, like fighting manuals and skills, fighting experience, weapons and equipment, were all very important in fighting.

Zhou Chen had great fighting manuals, experience and skills now. What he lacked now was a suitable weapon!

A powerful weapon could even play an important role in reversing the situation and turning defeat into victory!

So at this point, Zhou Chen dared not be careless.

After entering the Commune of Spiritual Tattooists, before a waiter came to serve him, Zhou Chen walked to the mission area directly. A few days ago, he published a weapon refining task here, hoping someone could refine a customized spiritual weapon for him.

“Chile Zhou, here you are,” a maid in charge of reception in the mission area saw Zhou Chen and said hello to him.

Zhou Chen almost came here every day recently, so the maid got familiar with him.

“How is it?”

Zhou Chen asked with an expectant tone.

The maid shook her head, “Sorry, I’m afraid you made a trip in vain again. There are only nine spiritual tattooists in the commune, but the number of tasks from practitioners has suddenly increased in these days, which makes these spiritual tattooists too busy to take on more tasks.”

Although Zhou Chen already anticipated the result, he still felt quite disappointed.

He knew that the number of refining tasks had increased because the Province Test would begin in half a year. Many practitioners who wanted to take part in it had to make preparations in advance.

After all, refining a spiritual weapon was not a simple thing. It took a long time and the risk of frequent failure existed. Even if the spiritual weapon was successfully refined, it took some time for the practitioner to adapt to the new spiritual weapon.

In such cases, it was not early to start preparing for it six months earlier.

“So how long do you think I’ll have to wait for my task to be taken on?” Zhou Chen asked.

“It’s hard to say,” the maid dared not promise the exact time to Zhou Chen. Most of the tasks issued at the mission area were related to the spiritual tattooists. The status of the spiritual tattooists was extremely noble. Whether they accepted the task or not was not something a maid like her could decide.

“Why don’t you go to the spiritual treasure area? Maybe you can pick out a suitable weapon,” the maid suggested.

“No, thanks,” Zhou Chen shook his head. He had already seen all kinds of spiritual tools in spiritual treasure area. There was no one suitable for him at all.

But just as Zhou Chen was about to leave, a sudden noise came from the distance.

“Don’t argue any more. This Snowfall Saber is going to be mine!”

“Humph! How can you say that? Since it is for an auction, it belongs to the one placing the highest bid.”

“Come on! Keep bidding then! You think I’m afraid of you?”

Zhou Chen found these noises came from the spiritual treasure area. Those people seemed to be competing for a treasure?

Zhou Chen walked towards there out of curiosity. One of the counters in the spacious spiritual treasure area was packed with practitioners.