Primordial World: Marrying the Eldest Princess, the Jade Emperor Has Gone Mad!

As he spoke, Chen Fan held the steel knife he had just finished polishing.

Swish swish!

He swung it twice, and two blade energies shot out.

The blade energies flew out, instantly leaving two three-foot-long marks on the ground.

This was not because Chen Fan had activated the ten times more potent Magic Power within him, but rather the knife's own power.

It was forged from the first batch of steel produced by the Merit Kiln.

This knife naturally possessed several characteristics.

"Excellent! If Young Master Chen presents this to His Majesty, he will surely be greatly rewarded!"

Wei Zheng also held a steel knife, his eyes full of admiration.

He gently tapped the steel knife with his finger, producing a metallic ringing sound.

Bai Qianli fanned himself with a folding fan, his gaze catching a fleeting golden light on the steel knife.

"A good knife. While this knife is not as good as a Merit Spirit Treasure that kills without attracting karma, it does have its own mystical properties. It can condense malevolent energy without harming its owner in the slightest!"

Bai Qianli's eyes were sharp, and he instantly saw through the characteristics of this batch of steel knives.

As he spoke, Bai Qianli also picked up a steel knife from the desk and flicked his finger against the blade.

Ding~

With a crisp sound, a nick appeared on the steel knife.

"Alas, hiss!"

Two guards who had been coveting the knives for a long time cried out in heartache as they saw Bai Qianli casually break a piece off the precious knife.

They then realized that if Bai Qianli could easily break the precious knife, and if that strike were directed at a person, it would likely turn them into meat paste.

"This knife can repair itself!"

Wei Zheng, with his meticulous observation, noticed that after Bai Qianli had chipped it, the nick on the steel knife trembled slightly and slowly began to heal.

Chen Fan frowned slightly and casually picked up a piece of iron ore, tossing it over.

Bai Qianli glanced at Chen Fan in surprise and thrust his steel knife forward.

The steel knife struck the ore, and the tip instantly sank into it.

The next moment, the surface of the iron ore turned to dust and fell away.

The nick on the steel knife also quickly recovered.

"Wow, it really can self-repair! But Brother Chen Fan, how did you figure that out?"

Nezha's eyes lit up, and he looked at Chen Fan with admiration.

Bai Qianli was a mysterious powerful being, so it was normal for him to discern the precious knife's properties.

Wei Zheng, as a high-ranking official of the court, had meticulous observational skills.

But Chen Fan had only just entered the Qi Refining and Spirit Manifestation stage.

And he had only managed to reach that realm through dual cultivation.

He hadn't even learned minor spells like the Heavenly Eye Technique, so how did he figure it out?

"It was just a reasonable guess, isn't it normal!"

Chen Fan smiled, looking as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Absorbing similar materials to repair itself, this trope has been done to death already!

"Young Master has such a keen mind!"

Wei Zheng glanced at Chen Fan with admiration and then placed the steel knife he was holding back.

"This batch of precious knives and the steel are very valuable. Young Master, you must take good care of them!"

Seeing Wei Zheng's serious demeanor, Chen Fan was a little puzzled.

He then realized that this batch of materials was priceless.

Although it wasn't much to Nezha, Bai Qianli, and the others, what was truly valuable was the Merit Blast Furnace before them.

But in the mortal world, these were top-tier divine weapons and spirit materials.

Especially their self-repairing characteristic, which was priceless.

"Lord Wei has a kind heart!"

Bai Qianli looked at Wei Zheng with great admiration, sighing inwardly.

Why didn't the Demon Court have such talented individuals back then?

Those guys only knew how to fight the Wu Clan or engage in infighting.

Nezha, seeing this, reluctantly put a steel ingot back.

This item wasn't of much help to his combat power, but it was very suitable for restoring spirit treasures.

As the God of War of the Heavenly Court, and the most easily commanded one at that.

Nezha often encountered troublesome opponents.

After a major battle, spirit treasures would be damaged and require maintenance and nurturing.

If a batch of these steel ingots could be incorporated, the recovery speed of spirit treasures would definitely increase by over thirty percent.

"Brother Bai, Lord Wei, you mean this batch of materials is quite valuable?"

Chen Fan's eyes lit up. It had only been half a month.

Zhao Family Village was already struggling to make ends meet and was close to giving up.

If it weren't for the Old Master's strong support, the village would have erupted in chaos long ago.

If these things could be sold and enough funds raised.

Then, Chen Fan could start his development plan!

Zhao Family Village was still too small; even as a pilot, it was too small.

Chen Fan hadn't forgotten that the first four years after Li Shimin ascended the throne were difficult.

There were always locust plagues, floods, or droughts.

And that was in his previous life's ordinary world. In this Primordial World.

The lifespan of the Human Race had tripled. Who knew if these disasters would also triple in duration?

Good heavens, twelve years on the throne, and natural disasters every year.

Even if our Emperor Li Er was wise and mighty, he might not be able to sustain it.

Chen Fan wasn't happy about it either!

If the population of Great Tang decreased and rebellions were constant.

The Human Race's destiny would decline, and how could he be protected then?

"Lord Wei, would it be alright if I bought tens of thousands of acres of wasteland and hired members of the Demon Race to cultivate it?"

Wei Zheng's mouth twitched, and he looked at Chen Fan in shock.

One village isn't enough for you to cause trouble, and now you want to expand the scope?

"Great, great, I agree!"

Nezha, fearing nothing, clapped his hands and cheered.

At the same time, Emperor Li Er in Chang'an City suddenly sneezed.

"Achoo, it's not cold. Never mind. Gu Zhong, how is the Crown Prince preparing?"

"Replying to Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince is bidding farewell to the Empress in the Hall of Standing Tall.

He should be coming to bid farewell to Your Majesty shortly!"

A fair-skinned, beardless middle-aged man behind Li Shimin bowed.

Li Shimin nodded upon hearing this and waved his hand with some annoyance.

"Tell him to set off quickly. For some reason, I have a bad feeling!"

Chapter Forty-Six: Guanyin Gains Karma, Chen Fan Buys Wasteland!

A figure bowed before Li Shimin.