Novel & Cerita Spirit Stones Forum

"I finally got my path, I decided for the golemancy branch, it's not as cool as being the heart of the abyss and whatnot, but yeah, this is nice too." "Ohhh, what did you choose?" "Spirit beast summoner. I can summon spiritual beasts to fight for me. But I need to get materials to make their cores, but that's something that money can resolve…" then, the dog started looking at him with a disdainful gaze. "Envy me, puny mortal." It was David's turn to roll his eyes. "Yeah, fuck you." "Likewise"

Tristan said, coming to my side and patting me gently from the back as I coughed. I came closer to his neck to whisper something. “The spirit stone… you said something about the spirit stone being small during the auction, right?” Tristan’s eyes widened. “Do you remember it now?” I nodded. “Tell me… If a stone finds its whole, what happens?” Tristan scratched his head. “Spirit stones are meant to be whole. It’s very hard to separate them. By way of nature, they cannot be separated to their owners by force… Did you also remember how you obtained the stone, Dahlia?”

There's something telling me that what he's going to spill is not some good news but rather an awful one I guess. "Have a seat Iris." "What is it?" my direct question. He exhaled as if he foresaw what'll I do. "You know that the district one's stone is stolen right?" I nodded. "You are also aware that there's a certain place where that stone is kept, yes?" I nodded at him again. He sneezed for a moment. "Then tell me Iris, where is the stone of your district being kept now?" "To the place where it's supposed to be." I answered him straightforwardly.

They were treasures beyond any equal, and no one would ever trade them for gold, save for extraordinary magical treasures, Immortal's Swords, or magical talismans. Most people would amass more and more Spirit Stones to trade for magical treasures or Immortal's Swords from Inner Disciples of the sect. Quarrels and fights because of Spirit Stones were hardly rare as they tend to take place at least a few times every month. At sunset, the fresh recruits were returning to their dormitories when they were stopped by a few other older disciples. "Junior Brothers and Sisters, we have an offer to make. We are willing to pay a good price for your Spirit Stones. I am willing to pay for 200 taels of si

In the palm of my hand rested a stone of extraordinary proportions, radiating an ethereal glow. It was none other than an aura stone. [Intermediate Aura Stone] I stumbled upon an aura stone, far more potent than any I could ever hope to find in a mundane store. It appeared that acquiring such high-quality stones was a challenge for even the most seasoned mercenaries, perhaps due to the scarcity of monsters roaming the surface. This particular stone belonged to a fearsome creature known as the Sapilisk, a beast of Disaster rank. It was a rarity to find such a formidable foe in the vicinity, and the nearby cities lacked the means to actively hunt it down.

They have a beautiful green color, a long slender diamond shape, all of them reflect the spiritual light at the edges, and the size is less than a finger. In the sects that use Spirit Stone as turnover, currency exchange, mainly to buy magic tools and medicinal pills, in addition, several sets of exercises can be exchanged. Exploiting Spirit Stone as well as jewels, the segment of rhinestones, through the honing process, becomes shiny, from the fist to the bowl of rice, there is only a little bit like that. So few people have the courage to make it, most of them are traded. The more inadequate it is to make beautiful jewelry.

“They might be rusty but they are of a fine quality.” “What made you think so?” he grabbed the black one and felt it with his hand. It was rusty with the countless battles it witnessed. “This might be a great idea… Simply to destroy what the Mizenth passed down through generations,” his eyes darkened, a dangerous glimmer invading them. Excitement! It was a good question he asked me; if I didn’t explain why, he wouldn’t use them and the spirits would break my ears from screaming. I was only talking about Mimi of course. The problem was I couldn’t even feign ignorance like the other people.

After a short pause, Vincent began: “There is a legend as old as the world itself. The legend of the four elemental stones, which hold power beyond humanity‘s understanding and control…” They walked for more than an hour until they reached their hiding place, the Caelum Templum. With a small opening in the cliff ahead, through which they could enter the Temple of Heaven, Vincent was just finishing his story. All the way there, the old man told his granddaughter a wonderful, fantastic legend about mysterious, powerful stones that were obeyed by all the most powerful elements of nature. He spoke of a green emerald that controlled the power of the earth, a red ruby that controlled fire, a clear

The bond between us will be too strong, making it difficult to push him away. I lowered my eyes to the dark grey floor. "I'm not strong enough," I responded. She laughed and returned to her table, removing an object from a small chest box. Then she came back to me, slowly revealing a necklace with a small, round, light gray stone pendant, resembling the moon, in the palm of her hand.

“You’re too late! CHECK THE POUCH!” --- Back at Torock’s office… "Check the pouch. Now," Seth said. He spilled the contents onto the desk. Crystals, old scrolls, glowing orbs. Torock scanned everything quickly, his face tightening. "There are six blue stones missing." Charlene’s heart skipped. “Dad… what are the blue stones?” “They’re called portal stones,” Seth explained. “They let us travel between realms without being detected. That’s how we’ve been moving between Earth and the demon domains. But they’re limited—only one Fate can use one stone at a time.”