Purchasing Spirit Materials

Cheng Buzheng walked along, observing and listening, occasionally stepping forward to converse with the stall owners.

Suddenly.

He saw a stall displaying various spirit ores and odds and ends like fragments of Magic Tools.

The stall owner was a petite young girl dressed in sect attire with delicate features. She exuded a powerful Spirit Pressure; although he did not know which level of Qi Refining she was at, it was certainly not something he, a mere Qi Refining Level 1 cultivator, could compare to.

Cheng Buzheng walked up and carefully examined the items on the stall.

He discovered that the spirit ores were all First-grade Low-grade Spirit Ores, including Qinglian Stone, Spirit Iron Ore, and Red Copper Ore. The Magic Tool fragments were all from Low-grade Magic Tools, and there were also a few stalks of First-grade Low-grade Spirit Herbs.

"Senior Sister, how are these spirit ores sold?"

The young girl glanced at him, indifferent, and said casually:

"These odds and ends, plus the three stalks of Qingming Grass, are seven Spirit Stones in total."

Hearing this.

Cheng Buzheng's heart stirred. He knew the moment to pick up a bargain had arrived, but his expression remained unchanged, revealing not a hint of emotion.

He immediately put on a troubled look. "Senior Sister, I really cannot come up with that many Spirit Stones. Can I buy them separately? Just the spirit ores?"

The young girl frowned slightly, looking somewhat troubled.

"Junior Brother, you know that the price I quoted is already quite low, just to get rid of these Magic Tool fragments.

These Magic Tool fragments are only bought by cultivators who practice special spells, but so far, I haven't heard of any Senior Brother or Senior Sister who has succeeded in practicing them.

There are also some low-grade Artifact Refiners who buy them to practice their skills; otherwise, they can only be sold as construction materials, which would be a huge loss!

If these were sold separately, these Magic Tool fragments definitely wouldn't sell."

Cheng Buzheng pondered for a moment and said:

"Senior Sister, how about this!

These three stalks of Qingming Grass are worth three Spirit Stones; you keep them. They are easy to sell anyway. I will help you take care of the remaining odds and ends, but I hope you can lower the price a bit.

I have a good Senior Brother who just advanced to a First-grade Low-grade Artifact Refiner. These Magic Tool fragments would be perfect to give him for practice as a promotion gift. I really don't have enough Spirit Stones, otherwise, I wouldn't be giving Magic Tool fragments as a gift.

But I have to give him something; after all, he is like a big brother to me! Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to live with myself."

Cheng Buzheng feigned shyness and gave the young girl a sheepish look.

Hearing this.

The young Senior Sister did not notice anything amiss and immediately comforted him:

"Hello, Big Brother. He would surely be very happy to have such a thoughtful younger brother like you!"

The young Senior Sister pondered for a moment and said:

"How about this! How many Spirit Stones do you have left?"

Cheng Buzheng immediately put on an embarrassed expression and whispered:

"Senior Sister, I have three Spirit Stones left!"

Originally, he had intended to say two Spirit Stones. He had exactly two left, which would have been just enough to deduce the Crimson Fire Technique once, but he swallowed the words before they left his lips, fearing he might ruin this transaction.

Besides, the Spirit Ore was worth two Spirit Stones, and the Magic Tool fragments were normally worth about three. If sold as building materials, they would likely be worth less than one Spirit Stone. He couldn't just expect her to give them away for free!

Upon hearing this, the young Senior Sister bit her lip slightly, frowned, and said:

"Forget it. I've been set up here for half a day and haven't sold these Magic Tool fragments anyway. I might as well go back and cultivate!

I'll just sell them as building materials. Besides, these Magic Tool fragments were just scavenged anyway."

Cheng Buzheng naturally expressed his gratitude.

After the transaction was completed, the young woman immediately packed up her stall, mounted a fiery red Flying Sword, and transformed into a streak of spiritual light as she flew away.

Cheng Buzheng watched the fading light quietly, thinking to himself:

"What a good person! She let me earn two Spirit Stones!"

For him right now, two Spirit Stones was not a small amount!

Afterward, he continued to browse the stalls.

During this time, he spent his only remaining Spirit Stone to buy a bottle of Bigu Pills. This concerned his sustenance; with his current stock of Bigu Pills, he wouldn't need to worry about food for nearly three years, and it was also preparation for his upcoming mission.

After visiting all the stalls, he finally put away his curiosity and arrived at the Sutra Repository Tower.

After chatting with Senior Brother Niu and Senior Brother Dai for a while, he entered the first floor of the Sutra Repository Tower, continuously enriching his understanding of the cultivation world.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, night fell.

Cheng Buzheng returned to his room and sat cross-legged on the bed. He reached out and brushed his Storage Bag, causing the pieces of Spirit Ore and Magic Tool fragments to appear on the bed.

After taking a look, he flipped his right palm, and a somewhat illusory small ring hovered above his palm. With a thought, the illusory ring began to spin wildly.

Suddenly.

A popping sound echoed through the room. The air felt as if it had become tangible, rippling outward as the ring spun, the waves of air striking the walls and causing them to tremble slightly.

With a single thought.

In an instant, the Purple Crystal Bracelet was already hovering silently above the several pieces of spirit ore and fragments of Magic Tools. As the Purple Crystal Bracelet ceased its frantic spinning, the air currents within the room slowly dissipated.

The Purple Crystal Bracelet was shaped by Magic Power, with Spirit Patterns as its meridians and the essence of spirit materials as its filling. Now, the final step remained to complete the refinement of this spell.

By using the essence of spirit ore and Magic Tool fragments as filling, the Purple Crystal Bracelet would inherit the various properties of those materials.

For instance, due to the immense weight and hardness of the spirit ore, the Purple Crystal Bracelet would not easily break even when clashing head-on with a Mid-grade Magic Tool, and it would naturally carry great force when attacking.

Cheng Buzheng cast a series of Spell Techniques. The Purple Crystal Bracelet began to glow faintly, and colorful specks of light continuously emerged from the spirit ore and Magic Tool fragments below, flying toward the bracelet like moths to a flame.

The Purple Crystal Bracelet was like a gluttonous child, constantly absorbing the colorful specks of light rushing toward it.

As the Purple Crystal Bracelet swallowed more and more light, it became increasingly solid. Its surface gradually took on a metallic luster, and the nine circular, fin-like blades along its outer edge began to emit a faint, chilling gleam.

One look was enough to tell that this object was truly a lethal weapon.

Once the Purple Crystal Bracelet had completely absorbed the essence of the spirit ore and Magic Tool fragments, its appearance changed drastically.

If the previous illusory Purple Crystal Bracelet was mere common iron, it was now spirit iron; the difference between the two was as vast as clouds and mud.

The Purple Crystal Bracelet, which had originally emitted a red glow, had lost its illusory feel and transformed into something that looked as if it were forged from metal.

Looking at the Purple Crystal Bracelet before him, which radiated a metallic sheen, the nine fin-like blades sent a deep chill through anyone who saw them. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't test it here, he would have wanted to experiment with it right now to see just how powerful it truly was. Although the Purple Crystal Bracelet had not yet reached its maximum potential, it was not to be underestimated.

To advance this spell to its limit, it would need to absorb a sufficient amount of essence from spirit materials until it stopped absorbing altogether; only then would it reach its peak power.

Suppressing his excitement, he beckoned with his hand. The Purple Crystal Bracelet instantly flew into his palm, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound as waves of air slapped against the walls.

Cheng Buzheng carefully examined his lethal weapon.

After a long while, he flipped his palm, and the Purple Crystal Bracelet transformed into a pattern on the surface of his right hand before vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he calmed his mind and closed his eyes, beginning his daily cultivation. Wisps of Spirit Energy were visible to the naked eye, gathering bit by bit around him.

With each complete cycle of his cultivation technique, a significant amount of Spirit Energy was drawn into his body. Over and over, he continued to circulate his energy in an endless loop.