Mo's Smithy!
"Kid, this is a smithy. You can't just wander in here. If you want to play, go somewhere else!"
A middle-aged man greeted Yang Tian with a warm smile as he came in.
"Sir, how much would a sharpened iron sword cost?"
Yang Tian ignored the warning. He was serious about getting a new weapon.
If he replaced his wooden sword with an Iron Sword, his combat strength would multiply.
Equipment was part of one's strength, too!
"An ordinary iron sword costs one silver coin in materials, plus two for labor. Let's call it three silver coins!"
"But you're only a Squire right now, aren't you? You don't need an iron sword yet. The Odin Sub-Temple will provide one when the time comes!"
The owner continued with a smile.
Yang Tian shook his head, then took out three silver coins and said earnestly, "I need an iron sword!"
Even an ordinary iron sword was more durable than a wooden sword and would not break as easily.
A Fine Iron Sword cost several times as much-at least one gold coin!
As for a heavy sword, it required more iron ore, so its price was about the same as a Fine Iron Sword.
"Just make it the same size as this wooden sword!"
"I'll come back for it in a week, according to your usual terms!"
Seeing that the owner was looking for an excuse to put him off, Yang Tian set down the silver coins and his wooden sword.
Then he simply walked out.
The owner and his two apprentices were left dumbfounded.
Was that really a child?
All three were utterly astonished.
The owner came to his senses and snapped at his apprentices, "What are you staring at? Get those bellows going! Don't waste the ore!"
Then he turned his gaze back to the wooden sword and the three silver coins.
"A Squire... I wonder whether that little fellow can even handle an iron sword!"
The owner muttered to himself.
Under his usual terms, customers returned to collect their orders a week later. If he had taken their money but had nothing ready, he would only ruin his own reputation!
Yang Tian put away his remaining two gold coins and two silver coins.
I'll save up some money first, then have a Fine Iron Sword and a heavy sword made!
Too bad I don't have anything for storage!
With that done, Yang Tian suddenly felt that something was missing.
That was it-one of those wondrous treasures that could store things.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be a hassle to carry everything on him?
He might have to carry both his wooden sword and his iron sword on his back.
At last, he arrived home.
He took out the two red berries he had bought for one silver coin.
After putting the red berries away, he returned to his room and sat cross-legged on his bed.
Then he carefully took a scarlet fruit out of his clothes.
Eating one should help me break through to ninth-level Squire!
Looking at the enticing fruit, Yang Tian settled on his plan and immediately ate one.
Then he began to meditate!
He sensed the gentle medicinal energy contained within the Red Refining Fruit.
His year of academic lessons had not been for nothing.
The fruit's juice could be drunk or added to hot water for a medicinal bath.
Of course, its medicinal effects could not compare with what Long Haochen used.
Still, for Yang Tian at his current level, it was an exceptionally rare opportunity.
Magical beasts roamed Mount Odin, so few people dared venture in to gather the fruit.
Sensing, drawing in, absorbing, filtering, condensing...
After passing through each step, the energy finally became strands of pure spiritual power that nourished and cleansed Yang Tian's body.
The Red Refining Fruit could strengthen his foundations and nourish his vitality, greatly helping with the awakening of his innate internal spiritual power in the future.
Yang Tian knew how important internal spiritual power was, so he could not afford to be careless.
An entire day passed before Yang Tian finally finished assimilating the energy of the Red Refining Fruit.
I should have ninety points of spiritual power now!
I'm a ninth-level Squire now. Once I reach the next level, I'll qualify as a Squire and can start trying to awaken my internal spiritual power!
Yang Tian felt a little wistful.
Of course, the stronger the person who helped him awaken it, the better.
When the time came, he could only pray!
What left Yang Tian unsure whether to laugh or cry, however, was that ordinary people like him generally only awakened their internal spiritual power at around two hundred points of spiritual power-when they reached the limit of their external spiritual power.
Sometimes, internal spiritual power simply could not be awakened just because one wanted it to.
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