Seeing Jiang Han take the advice and choose Anna's Dyeing Spell, Cheng Yu immediately smiled and said:
"Actually, there's an even deeper reason: Dyeing Spell costs far more than the other two spellbooks beside it. Why pick the cheap one when there's an expensive one available?"
Mm, that was the rule witches followed when choosing spells... In truth, Anjie's two were expensive too, but neither suited me very well... Jiang Han brushed back the long hair that had slipped down beside her ear.
"There's indeed no reason to choose a cheap spell. Even if some might suit me better, there are so many spells that substitutes can always be found."
For instance, if a witch possessed sufficient knowledge, she could completely use [Silver Tongue] in place of [Tang An Ke's Taunting Incantation]...
Seeing her agree, Cheng Yu picked up the spellbook, casually opened it, and cast a simple word-spirit spell.
With nails painted pale violet, she lightly tapped the page and covertly drew three runes upon it, so quickly that even Jiang Han failed to see them clearly.
Then, she said softly:
"Purchaser: myself; recipient: Jiang Han before me; coated paper, Viscount Mary Garland's imitation floral-script Chinese, thirty-two-mo paperback; process immediately."
The moment her words fell, the sound of machinery twisting and clanking rang out in the air.
A phantom appeared before Jiang Han's eyes: a colossal steel factory composed of all manner of gears and rollers. Rows of goblin-like creatures strained to pull the levers beside the gears, while the rumbling machines operated.
A massive wrought-iron hammer crashed down onto the conveyor belt...
Some thirty or forty seconds later, a brand-new thirty-two-mo paperback spellbook, each of its pages inscribed with runes and capable of allowing witches to read and learn spell knowledge, was produced just like that.
Then, through