After returning to the camp, Song Qingming took out the materials from the Flame Rat again and sorted them anew. Early the next morning, he brought the Flame Rat's iron claws to Shi Mofeng. Getting straight to the point, he stated his intentions and paid ten Spirit Stones to ask Shi Mofeng to help refine a magic tool.
Looking at the Demonic Beast Materials and Spirit Stones Song Qingming had brought out, Shi Mofeng smiled meaningfully. The moment he saw the fresh Demonic Beast Materials in Song Qingming's hands, he knew that Song Qingming must have acquired them within the past few days.
Yet he did not ask further. He readily agreed to Song Qingming's request and even patted his chest, guaranteeing that he would refine a Mid-grade Magic Tool for him.
"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Song. This old man still has some Dark Essence Iron on hand, just enough to refine a magic tool. I guarantee that within half a month, I'll refine a magic tool that suits your hand."
Shi Mofeng stroked his grizzled beard and spoke to Song Qingming with a solemn expression.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior." Song Qingming smiled and cupped his hands.
Seeing that the matter had gone smoothly, Song Qingming hurriedly left Shi Mofeng's place. The old man had not asked where the materials came from, sparing him a round of wrangling.
He had not gone far from Shi Mofeng's tent when Song Qingming received a Sound Transmission Talisman. After opening it and reading its contents, he learned that Lu Yunfei, the leader of their Flying Cloud Guard team, was urgently summoning everyone to gather in the western part of the camp.
*How strange. We've only been here for half a month, and part of the area still hasn't been explored.