Author: Cao Xuanfeng1

When the two silkworms grew bigger and thinner, Mu Hanchan realized that it was time to give these two cash cows a break.

Because the amount of silk produced gradually decreased, Mu Hanchan stopped selling silk and began to accumulate silk, allowing the two different species of ice silkworms to rest and recuperate.

And feed them mulberry leaves on time and nourish them with spiritual stones.

He stayed by the spiritual formation of the alien ice silkworm day and night. In addition to practicing, he also took care of the ice silkworm.

He has been like this for the past six months.

In the spiritual formation, nearly a hundred taels of silk have been produced and stored. If left alone, the alien ice silkworms will eventually use these to make cocoons.

In fact, they have always done this, but Mu Hanchan took advantage of them.

Northeast of Dayan Imperial City.

A spiritual cloth shop.

"The young man who sold silk before has not been here for a while." The shopkeeper murmured.

When the clerk heard this, he said disapprovingly: "If you're not here, you're not here. He's not the only customer we have, and we don't lack him either."

"What do you know? Have you seen the goods he sells?"

The shopkeeper scolded.

"Uh, no." The guy wondered.

The shopkeeper said: "The silk he produces are all dual-attributed heterogeneous species, which are rare and expensive. But both of the dual attributes have ice attributes. So I infer that the main species of silkworms produced are ice-attributed, that is, ice silkworms.

"

"Ah? Ice silkworms? Where can we find ice silkworms in our Great Yan Dynasty?"

"So it's rare and expensive."

He added: "This is not the most important thing. The important thing is that if he can keep shipping to us like this. When these two types of silk are abundant to a certain extent, they can be refined into wind thunder cloth."

"Feng Lei Bu?"

The clerk was surprised and asked: "Is it wind thunder cloth, the material of the spiritual weapon's robe?"

"Yes, you heard it right. Even if it is not a spiritual weapon, the finished product is still a top-quality magical weapon at the lowest level." The shopkeeper replied.

He also said: "One piece of medium-quality wind thunder cloth costs 1,150 spiritual stones. One piece costs 24 taels."

"Wow!"

The clerk was shocked and said: "Even if the failure probability during refining is taken into account, based on the 20% success rate, we can make a net profit of a few hundred spiritual stones per piece of cloth!"

"Yes." The shopkeeper confirmed, and added: "It just takes some time to refine, but time is not valuable. Many people have a lot of time. By spending a little money, we can buy their time for us.

used.

Especially those with low cultivation level."

"Okay then. In this way, when the boss sees our performance, he will definitely reward us. Then, shopkeeper, you will be able to successfully break through to the Condensing Spirit Realm.

When you reach the Condensing Spirit Realm, I'm afraid you will be promoted to a higher level. At that time, you still hope that you can remember my old feelings of working for you and help me." The man said.

"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it!"

The shopkeeper smiled and waved his hand, speaking vaguely.

"I think that person is only around the tenth level of Ningyuan. Why don't we think of ways to capture him, or rob him, and force him to reveal the source of the silk?" said the waiter. "Stupid!"

The shopkeeper suddenly changed his expression.

Said: "The most important thing in doing business is to pay attention to integrity. If you do this kind of thing once, once it is discovered, you will lose all credibility. Who will dare to sell us good products in the future?"

"Yes, yes," the waiter said solemnly.

The shopkeeper suddenly changed his face and said: "If this shop was mine, I really wouldn't mind killing him and swallowing his silk. But I am just a shopkeeper, not the boss. So I am afraid of causing trouble for the boss.

Hey, this is the helplessness of us people. We are restricted by our status and cannot use our hands and feet."

In fact, he doesn't know that restrictions can sometimes be a form of protection.

If it weren't for this reason that he couldn't kill Mu Hanchan, then he would definitely suffer the consequences and suffer the blow of destruction.

Rather than saying that Mu Hanchan already knew his own strength, it would be better to say that he finally understood the average strength of this world of immortality.

With his combat power, if he were an ordinary monk below the Condensing Spirit Realm, he would be sure to kill him.

"Besides, that young man was also very cautious. Except for the first time he came, he always wore a scarf and a cloak. After two or three intersections, he threw away this thing, and our people followed.

Lost."

"Oh well."

After having enough spiritual stones, Mu Hanchan began to update his equipment to further improve his strength.

The first is his top-grade magical weapon, the spear with green dragon and phoenix patterns.

Came to a blacksmith shop.

Of course, this is the kind of blacksmith shop that makes weapons for immortal cultivators, and its name is: Yanlong Blacksmith.

It is still at the corner of the street, but there is still a conspicuous plaque.

"Boss, look at my spear."

Mu Hanchan said to a strong man swinging a hammer by the stove.

The hammer in his hand is also a medium-grade magic weapon, a forging hammer.

"Huh? OK."

The strong man stopped what he was doing. When he saw the business coming, he wiped his sweat and took Mu Hanchan's spear.

Slowly remove the black spirit binding wire in circles, and carefully remove the holster.

Mu Hanchan admired the delicate appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little better about this boss.

I thought to myself: "I didn't expect this strong man with a beard to have a gentle and delicate side."

So Mu Hanchan joked: "Boss, your action of taking the thread is like taking off a lover's clothes, careful and affectionate."

"Ha ha!"

The brawny boss smiled and said, "Treat your equipment like you would your lover." "What's more, your spear is of good quality, little brother. It's a top-grade magic weapon. Tsk, tsk!" he added.

Mu Hanchan smiled and said nothing.

"Isn't it a local product?" The boss looked at it again and asked with a frown.

"What?"

"I mean, isn't your spear produced by the Great Yan Empire?"

Mu Hanchan shook his head and said, "No."

"That's right."

The blacksmith boss breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"Why does the boss say that?"

"Haha, the Great Yan Empire can't produce this kind of spear. It's impossible for you to be willing to use it with your fine iron. Let alone bother to make dragon and phoenix glyphs on the gun body.

Let me think about this thing about you.”

Mu Hanchan waited for the conclusion.

"Probably. It was produced in the pebble desert in the west, because the temperature there is high, making it easy and cheap to make fine iron. Also, your gun head is the head of a high-grade magical weapon in the embryonic form, but I don't know if it is

For some reason, the spirit fusion was interrupted halfway through. The spirit fused later does not match the previous one, so it is just a high-grade magic weapon."

Mu Hanchan asked: "That means that my gun has the potential to become a top-grade magical weapon?"

"What is potential? It is originally the embryonic form of a top-grade magic weapon." The blacksmith boss rolled his eyes at Mu Hanchan and said.

That look was like Mu Hanchan saying that a woman who was originally very beautiful but didn't dress up much had the potential to become a beauty.

"Then what do I do?"

"Melt off half of the gun tip, and then replace the original half with the same spiritual iron."

"Half melted? Then wouldn't my gun be destroyed?"

"If it's not demolished, how can there be new construction? What's more, your spearhead has always been used for the worse half of the spearhead. The good half is idle.

So although your high-grade magic weapon looks good, its real power is only half of that of a high-grade magic weapon."

Then he said: "You must not often fight with others."

"Say it again, I'm a little confused."

"Now, half of your spear heads are of high quality and half are of high quality. But since the two coexist, the lower one is chosen, so only the half of the top quality spear heads of your magical weapon are functioning.

So it’s equivalent to half a high-grade magic weapon, do you understand?”

The blacksmith boss explained patiently.
To be continued...