Formless Wind, Begin Refining!

This was a world of swords and magic, a world inhabited by many races of magical creatures.

These included all kinds of magical beasts, monsters, demi-humans, elves, demons, dragons, and more.

But if he had to name the most precious magical species, Gu Xin felt they could be simply categorized.

Pure-blooded dragons, demons, and angels could undoubtedly be classified among the most precious races.

Pure-blooded dragons were mainly rare in number, and most dragons with exceptionally pure bloodlines lived on Dragon Island, making them almost impossible to see in the outside world.

Subdragons, on the other hand, had multiplied to an uncountable number by now. Dragons truly were mysterious creatures.

The odds of pure-blooded dragons mating and producing offspring were actually not high. Otherwise, given how dragons had nothing better to do, there would not be so few pure-blooded dragons.

But when dragons mated with other races, it was simply incomprehensible—they got one pregnant every time.

This had directly resulted in dragon descendants being scattered all across the continent, though they were all bizarre varieties of subdragons.

Even slimes could be impregnated by dragons and give birth to dragon slimes. Wasn't that amazing?

Gu Xin could not even imagine how a slime could withstand a dragon. It was fucking absurd.

Still, those were only subdragons. Pure-blooded dragons remained extremely scarce.

Then there were demons and angels. There was hardly any need to mention them—creatures like demons and angels basically inhabited the Abyss and the Heavenly Realm, and were rarely seen in the main world.

After that came elemental spirits.

So-called elemental spirits were elemental creatures awakened by the elf race.

Elves were nature's favored children. Their race was innately highly attuned to nature, and they called themselves the children of the Goddess of Nature.

Elemental spirits, meanwhile, were magical creatures awakened by the elf race using divine power. Supposedly, the requirements were extremely demanding.

Because elemental spirits were born from magical elements, they possessed exceptional magical talent and could even be immune to magic of their own attribute.

Elemental spirits and elves were two entirely different kinds of creatures. Elves were humanoid and looked almost identical to humans, aside from their pointed ears, which made them easy to recognize.

Elemental spirits were different. They had no humanoid forms; nearly every elemental spirit took the shape of its element.

For instance, a fire-element elemental spirit looked like a huge mass of flame. The flames might have facial features and such, and they possessed intelligence.

And the so-called [Azure Eye] Uncle Chen had taken out was an elemental spirit's eye.

"Wait, Old Chen, where did you get this thing?"

Gu Xin was once again stunned by Old Chen's supply channels. The premium-grade [Holy Griffin Feather] from before had already been something ordinary people could never get their hands on.

And this elemental spirit's eye was even rarer.

"None of your damn business. A friend gave it to me," Uncle Chen replied irritably.

"The source is clean, right?" Gu Xin was a little worried that there might be an issue with its origin.

After all, elemental spirits were closely connected to the elves. It was certain that outsiders had almost no chance of ever seeing an elemental spirit.

Elemental spirits nearly always lived alongside the elf race.

"Don't worry. Perfectly legal."

"Then I'll take it!"

Hearing that, Gu Xin had no more concerns. This was an elemental spirit's eye.

"This eye really is beautiful."

Gu Xin picked up the bottle and looked at the blue, snowflake-shaped eye inside. It was truly beautiful.

"A blue snowflake shape... is this a wind-element elemental spirit or an ice-element one?"

Gu Xin asked curiously.

"A third-tier Formless Wind. Gu Xin, kid, your luck is seriously good."

Uncle Chen clicked his tongue.

Since elemental spirits lacked the appearance and traits of normal lifeforms, they were also known as "formless elements." Wind-element elemental spirits were also called Formless Wind.

"If you'd come two days later, this thing definitely wouldn't still be here."

"Hah, that just means it was destined for me, Uncle Chen."

"Fine. The [Soul-Devouring Insect] is 200,000. I'll sell you the [Formless Wind Eye] for cheap—1.2 million."

"Come on, man, you only sold the Holy Griffin Feather for one million back then, and you're selling a single eye for 1.2 million? What a rip-off shop!"

Gu Xin could not hold it together anymore.

"You little brat, are you playing dumb with me again? How can those be the same?" Uncle Chen's mouth twitched.

"How can a Holy Griffin Feather compare to a Formless Wind Eye?"

Although the Holy Griffin was a fourth-tier magical beast and its feathers were indeed valuable, it depended on the circumstances.

This Formless Wind Eye was essentially the Formless Wind's crystal core, the only "object" left behind after an elemental spirit died.

"That's still way too expensive. Uncle Chen, you know I'm just a college student. Knock off the change, at least."

"I already gave you the friendship price, you brat! Watch yourself!"

"I'm a regular customer, okay? And I'm here to buy a lot of stuff this time."

Gu Xin argued his case with the general store owner.

Then, by the time he walked out of Uncle Chen's General Store, the balance on Gu Xin's card had shrunk dramatically.

He had bought plenty of materials of various attributes, replenishing his material cabinet.

"Really is a money-burning profession. But it's fine—as long as I sell a few more cards, I'll earn it back."

Gu Xin pulled himself together. Instead of returning to his little shop right away, he called Wang Quan, who picked up quickly.

"Hey, Old Wang, where are you?"

Judging by the background noise, Wang Quan was, unsurprisingly, drinking at a karaoke bar.

"Having fun. Da Gu, wanna come over?"

"Not interested. Come by my shop when you're done. I need something from you."

Gu Xin rolled his eyes and hung up after getting a response.

Gu Xin had no opinion on Wang Quan's love of partying. He had always believed that everyone had their own way of living.

Gu Xin returned to Blue Star Card Shop. Toyokawa Shoko was still reading, completely absorbed.

Very serious. That was a good thing, though. Since she had made up her mind, she should naturally give it her all.

Gu Xin entered the laboratory and arranged, labeled, and placed the materials he had bought into the wall cabinets one by one.

Then came the most important acquisition of the day.

"A white wyvern. Pretty beautiful, actually."

Gu Xin opened the spatial scroll containing the wyvern's corpse, and the body of a wyvern appeared before him.

It was a white wyvern, roughly six meters tall by visual estimate. Its corpse had been preserved quite well, with a sword wound at its neck.

It had clearly been killed in a single strike. Brother Ming's swordsmanship was truly impressive.

Gu Xin silently gave him a thumbs-up, but as he looked at the wyvern's corpse, he found himself in a bit of a dilemma.

"Should I refine it now?"

Gu Xin pondered. He was genuinely tempted. With a wyvern's corpse right in front of him, as a card maker, he really could not hold himself back.

But this was a complete Tier 3 material, and unlike the Holy Griffin's feathers, there was no room for error.

"Let's do it. At worst, I fail. I can get more materials later. It's fine!"

Gu Xin quickly made his decision. If he kept hesitating over everything, what kind of card maker would he be?