Lu Ning remained calm and did not answer Scarlet Sword's question.
He closed his eyes, used his mental power to communicate with the Tower of Ruins, and then began to manipulate its power.
"Upgrade the quality of the Crimson Sword."
Lu Ning stated his requirements.
Instantly, Lu Ning felt his spiritual power dissipate at an extremely rapid pace.
This dissipation rate is even faster than the last time when I had to exchange for a high-risk soul weapon.
However, Lu Ning's mental strength is now vastly different from what it was before.
Although his mental energy was consumed extremely quickly, he was able to last even longer.
As his mental energy was depleted, Lu Ning saw wisps of blood mist suddenly appear in the air.
The blood mist enveloped the crimson sword, seeping into it little by little.
As the blood mist seeped in, the voice of the Crimson Sword echoed in Lu Ning's mind: "Oh... hiss... Master, what is this?? I feel... I feel something's wrong... hiss..."
Lu Ning said calmly, "Shut up."
The sound of the Crimson Sword abruptly stopped, leaving only faint breathing sounds in Lu Ning's mind.
Lu Ning didn't pay attention; he was simply sensing the degree to which his mental energy was being depleted.
He needs to determine how many Pale Crystals are needed to upgrade the Crimson Sword to the Special Danger level, based on the degree of mental energy consumption and the extent of the Crimson Sword's improvement.
Extremely dangerous soul artifacts possess subtle divinity and require an enormous amount of spiritual energy to acquire.
It has to be said that Lu Ning was taking things a bit too lightly.
The crimson sword in his hand became incredibly eerie, with runes slowly spreading across its surface, seemingly trying to form new runes. However, at this moment, Lu Ning's mental energy was almost depleted, and this change stopped.
Then, the crimson light on the Crimson Sword gradually dimmed.
A somewhat reluctant voice echoed in Lu Ning's mind from the Crimson Sword: "Hiss... Great Lord, Master... What happened? I felt that as long as I continued to absorb this power, I could complete my transformation!"
Lu Ning didn't speak, but sat down cross-legged to begin recovering his mental energy.
Seeing that Lu Ning did not answer, the Crimson Sword immediately fell silent and dared not say anything more.
When Lu Ning's mental energy recovered, he stood up and channeled his mental energy into the Crimson Sword.
Soon, Lu Ning discovered that the Crimson Sword was indeed stronger than before.
The Crimson Sword was considered to have reached the ceiling of high-risk soul weapons. Now it should be considered to have barely exceeded the category of high-risk soul weapons, but it has not yet reached the level of extremely dangerous soul weapons.
Is it somewhere in between?
After all, the runes on the Crimson Sword were only the beginning.
Lu Ning guessed that once the runes were completed, the Crimson Sword should be able to be upgraded to a special-danger level soul weapon.
His calm voice rang out: "How long do you feel it will take to complete your transformation? Take the change you just saw as an example."
The voice of the Crimson Sword rang out: "Great master, it will probably take another fifty days."
Lu Ning raised an eyebrow; it seemed to be less than he had imagined.
"Then let's continue."
This time, Lu Ning took out a pile of pale crystals from his spatial bracelet.
He no longer used only his own mental power, but also used the Pale Crystal at the same time.
With the use of the Pale Crystal, Lu Ning's mental energy consumption slowed down considerably.
The blood mist reappeared, gradually merging into the crimson sword.
"Hiss... Oh..."
"Shut up." As soon as the Crimson Sword's voice was uttered, Lu Ning calmly replied.
The Crimson Sword immediately swallowed its own words.
As time passed, the Crimson Sword underwent more and more changes.
Its blade was completely shrouded in blood. The original blade seemed to be made of metal, but now it was slowly turning into flesh and blood.
Although the blade of the Crimson Sword had turned into flesh and blood, Lu Ning felt that its sharpness had not weakened but rather become stronger.
This seems a bit unbelievable.
Moreover, the runes on the Crimson Sword increased in number, the dense runes radiating a mysterious light, and faint divine fluctuations began to emanate from them.
Meanwhile, more and more tentacles appeared on the hilt of the Crimson Sword. These tentacles wriggled and wrapped around Lu Ning's arm, then merged with it, as if transforming into a blood-red gauntlet that covered Lu Ning's arm.
Lu Ning glanced at the armor and felt that it must be quite sturdy.
Just then, the Crimson Sword's voice, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly rang out: "Damn it... something has come out!"
Lu Ning frowned, about to speak, when suddenly he saw a tentacle sprouting from the blade of the Crimson Sword.
These tentacles spread and grew to several meters long, dancing in the air and looking quite energetic.
The edges of these dancing tentacles are sharp, gleaming swords.
Lu Ning glanced at the tentacles with some surprise.
The sword even has tentacles?
Just then, one tentacle after another sprouted from the Crimson Sword. Gradually, the entire Crimson Sword split apart, transforming into countless blood-red tentacles.
These tentacles are long, thin, and sharp, numbering in the dozens.
"Great...Great Master...Something seems wrong with me! How did my body split apart?"
Lu Ning frowned: "Can you control it?"
"Please wait a moment..."
The Crimson Sword fell silent. Soon, the tentacles that had been writhing haphazardly suddenly stopped. Then, these tentacles began to sweep and dance in all directions in various ways. They could even grow and contract.
“Oh, great master, I can control these things… These things are sturdy and sharp, and seem completely different from what I had before.”
Lu Ning raised an eyebrow: "Can it transform back into a sword?"
The crimson sword's ever-growing tentacles gradually retracted and quickly merged together, transforming back into its previous sword shape.
"Yes, my master... I have completed my transformation!" The Crimson Sword's voice was filled with excitement.
Lu Ning saw that the runes on the Crimson Sword were complete.
Clearly, this crimson sword has reached the level of extremely dangerous.
Although the divinity above it wasn't particularly high, not as high as the umbilical cord bracelet or the Blood Source Heart, Lu Ning was holding the Crimson Sword at this moment, feeling the power and divinity it transmitted.
Clearly, this is a high-risk soul weapon.
Lu Ning was pleasantly surprised; his previous idea was correct.
You can directly upgrade the quality of a high-risk soul weapon to the extremely dangerous level.
He glanced at the pale crystals beside him. Lu Ning had taken out about ten thousand pale crystals, and now there was about half left.
In other words, with just five thousand pieces of pale crystal, Lu Ning upgraded his high-risk soul weapon to the extremely dangerous level.
Even Lu Ning was somewhat surprised.
You should know that Yan Bing said before that to obtain a high-risk soul weapon, you need a full 100,000 pale crystals, and the more powerful ones even require hundreds of thousands of pale crystals!
High-risk and extremely dangerous soul artifacts are not the same thing at all, and the pale crystals they require are naturally completely different.
The consumption was much less than he had imagined.
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