Artifact Refiner

The next morning, warm sunlight streamed through the window and fell upon the youth, who sat cross-legged on the bed, cultivating...

"Phew..."

After sitting quietly for a long while, Mo Yu drew in a long breath. A crimson current of lightning flowed through his mouth and nose, pouring into his body and nourishing his bones.

His eyes suddenly opened, lightning flashing within them. Mo Yu slowly stretched and muttered, "The power of Profound Thunder isn't enough anymore. It seems my cultivation has hit a bottleneck."

A day had passed since the last test. After casually encouraging Xiao Yan and earning himself a Good Person Card, Mo Yu had once again begun his days of secluded cultivation.

However, compared with the rapid increase in his strength over the past few days, Mo Yu's progress had now gradually slowed.

"Looks like it's time to think of some ways to improve my strength." Mo Yu muttered to himself.

He then climbed down from the bed unhurriedly, stretched his muscles and bones, and changed into a green robe. An old and kindly voice came from outside the door: "Yu'er, are you still not up?"

"Grandfather, I'm up." After living with his inexpensive Grandfather for the past few days, Mo Yu had gradually gotten used to him.

In his previous two lives, he had been an orphan and had no concept of family. Although his parents were no longer alive in this life either, having a Grandfather did make up for one of his regrets.

"Yu'er, a group of honored guests has come to the family today. I need to serve them out front. I've already prepared your lunch. You can go eat it yourself later. Don't wait for me." The Old Man lectured Mo Yu earnestly, much like a Teacher.

Mo Yu could only smile bitterly. He was not so helpless that he could not even take care of his own food, clothing, housing, and transportation, but the Old Man clearly had no intention of stopping.

Still, this familial nagging was an enjoyable experience for him.

At that moment, Mo Yu suddenly noticed the words "honored guests." His heart stirred as he thought of that famous annulment scene. Clearly, it was about to begin.

Even so, Mo Yu had no intention of getting involved.

For one thing, his status was insufficient, and he had no qualifications to participate in this Xiao Family affair. After all, he did not have a background like Xun'er's. For another, his strength was what mattered most to him right now—not watching gossip.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu suddenly felt a little embarrassed as he said to the Old Man beside him, "Grandfather, do you have any money?"

The Old Man, who had been rambling on, immediately froze when he heard this. "Money? Yu'er, do you need money?"

"Yes, Grandfather. I need to buy some things." Facing the kindly old man, Mo Yu no longer hesitated and spoke directly.

Seeing this, the Old Man smiled. "Yu'er has grown up and knows how to spend money now. Wait a moment. I'll go find some for you."

Without waiting for Mo Yu to say anything, he went into the room and began rummaging through the cabinets.

Before long, the Old Man came out holding a small chest. He carefully opened it, and a golden light immediately shot out, making Mo Yu narrow his eyes slightly.

"This is everything this old man has saved. There are seven hundred Gold Coins in total. I'll give them all to you today." As he spoke, the Old Man handed the small chest to Mo Yu with an unyielding firmness that left no room for refusal.

Feeling the other party's wrinkled, aged skin as he touched his hand, and thinking that this was the Old Man's lifetime savings, Mo Yu could not help feeling reluctant. "Grandfather..."

Before Mo Yu could finish, the Old Man interrupted him. "All right, I was even worried you might think it was too little. If not for the fact that your father's matter several years ago cost so much money..."

As he spoke, the Old Man seemed to recall something unpleasant, and the corners of his eyes grew slightly moist.

Seeing this, Mo Yu's brows drew tightly together.

His Original Body's mother had died in childbirth. As for the death of his Original Body's father, Mo Yu had asked the Old Man about it indirectly several times, but the answer he received was always vague.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu knew that there must be some unspeakable circumstances involved—perhaps even a force that the Xiao Family could not afford to provoke.

At that thought, Mo Yu secretly made up his mind. Once he had sufficient strength, he would definitely find out the truth about this matter.

He naturally felt no affection for the father he had never met, but the Old Man's grief over losing his son could not go unanswered!

"Grandfather, this is more than enough. Don't worry. After some time, I'll pay you back a thousand Gold Coins." Mo Yu spoke confidently.

He was not making an empty promise. A mere thousand Gold Coins was nothing in his eyes. Besides, he already had a preliminary plan for how to use these seven hundred Gold Coins.

"Hehe, Yu'er, you're thoughtful. But these Gold Coins were originally meant for you anyway. Spend them without worry. You don't need to pay me back." The Old Man smiled, gave him a few more instructions, and then left the room.

Seeing this, Mo Yu felt somewhat moved.

After the Old Man left, Mo Yu packed away the money from the chest and headed outside the family compound. Along the way, he encountered some Xiao Family Clan Members. After yesterday's test, Mo Yu's name had gradually spread among the family's Juniors, so quite a few people greeted him along the way.

Mo Yu merely exchanged lukewarm pleasantries with them. In the current Xiao Family, aside from Xun'er and Xiao Yan, there was no one worth befriending.

Still, he vaguely heard the names "Cloud Mist Sect" and "Nalan Yanran," which made him curious about that annulment farce.

However, he soon cast the thought aside. Only after leaving the family compound did Mo Yu slow down, leisurely wandering through the bustling streets...

Wu Tan City truly lived up to its reputation as one of the major cities of the Jia Ma Empire. It was extraordinarily lively. Although the sun was blazing, the streets remained packed with people, and one could even occasionally spot some strange races.

Mo Yu had already decided what he was going out to find: Thunder Cloud Crystal, Fire Nitrate Stone, and Fire Profound Iron...

These things could not directly increase his strength, but they could be used to make a hidden weapon called the Thunder Fire Bead.

As its name suggested, the Thunder Fire Bead fused the elements of thunder and fire together. After being activated with Dou Qi and thrown, even a Dou Zhe could be Severely Injured or killed on the spot if he was caught off guard.

Seven hundred Gold Coins was undoubtedly too little as starting capital. Thus, Mo Yu planned to expand his funds first before purchasing cultivation resources.

The first thing Mo Yu thought of was naturally the Thunder Fire Bead.

The Divine Firmament Continent was not like the Dou Qi Continent, where Alchemists dominated everything. Instead, it allowed a hundred schools of thought to flourish. Not only Alchemists, but Artifact Refiners also held extraordinary status.

In his Previous Life, Mo Yu had been an outstanding Artificer Grandmaster. A trinket like the Thunder Fire Bead was now exactly what he needed.

Moreover, the Thunder Fire Bead would certainly be easy to sell. After all, Wu Tan City had plenty of Mercenaries, and those Guys would surely be willing to spend a considerable sum to prepare a trump card for themselves.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu hurriedly began his shopping trip. Fortunately, these items were also extremely common on the Dou Qi Continent. Thus, in less than an hour, Mo Yu had gathered all the materials.

After completing his purchases, his original seven hundred Gold Coins had rapidly shrunk to just two hundred. Mo Yu did not feel discouraged, however. Looking at the materials in his hands, the Youth spoke with confidence.

"The preparations are complete. It's time to begin the great business of 'making money.'"