True Fire Weapon Workshop.
Elder Zhang sat in the back hall, frowning as he looked at the accounts of the recent transactions.
Ge Yong stood below with his head bowed, silent and fearful.
"Why is it that the number of middle-grade spirit weapons has increased recently but superior-grade spirit weapons have decreased?" Elder Zhang asked in a deep voice.
Ge Yong hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop …"
"Fufu."
Before Ge Yong could finish, Elder Zhang chuckled. "I've already said that Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop will definitely close down within half a year. Seems like it's as I expected."
In Elder Zhang's opinion, it must be because Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop closed down that the number of cultivators coming to True Fire Weapon Workshop to order middle-grade spirit weapons increased. "
"Erm …"
Ge Yong had an awkward expression.
"Why? Is there something wrong?" Elder Zhang could not help but frown when he saw Ge Yong's odd expression.
Ge Yong replied honestly, "Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop did not close down. It's just that they no longer refine middle-grade spirit weapons and changed to superior-grade ones."
"Hmm?"
Elder Zhang's expression changed slightly as he asked, "Isn't Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop unable to refine superior-grade spirit weapons? Why is it suddenly possible?"
"I don't know either," Ge Yong shook his head.
Pondering for a moment, Elder Zhang asked again, "What's his price?"
Ge Yong replied, "3,000 superior-grade spirit stones."
Elder Zhang was enlightened and could not help but scoff coldly, "It's no wonder why they stole our business when the price is so low! Pass down the order that from today onwards, the price of all superior-grade spirit weapons in True Fire Weapon Workshop will be changed to 3,000 superior-grade spirit stones as well! "
"This …"
Ge Yong hesitated.
"Why are you stuttering?"
Elder Zhang berated, "Speak if you have something to say!"
Ge Yong cupped his fists. "Elder Zhang, forgive me for being direct. Even if we lower the price to 3,000 superior-grade spirit stones, we won't be able to compete with Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop."
"Why? You don't believe in my weapon refinement standards?" Elder Zhang's gaze narrowed with anger.
Ge Yong said softly, "Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop only requires a single set of materials to order superior-grade spirit weapons."
"What?!"
Elder Zhang slammed the table and stood up, his expression changed starkly with disbelief.
"That's impossible!" Elder Zhang shook his head.
Even if he were to do it himself, he would need at least ten sets of materials to guarantee that he would be able to refine a high-grade spiritual weapon.
Yet, Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop only needed one set of materials?
Although there was only one spiritual pattern between a middle-grade spiritual weapon and a high-grade spiritual weapon, it was this one spiritual pattern that stumped more than half of the blacksmiths.
An additional spiritual pattern would greatly increase the failure rate of spirit gathering. How could a single set of materials guarantee a 100% success rate in forging a high-grade spirit artifact?
Ge Yong smiled bitterly and said, "Elder Zhang, we can't go on like this. The impact on our crafting workshop is too great."
"What is this person's background? Have you investigated?" Elder Zhang suddenly asked.
Ge Yong said, "I've been trying to find out, but I don't have any concrete information."
"Shadow, come out!"
Elder Zhang suddenly let out a soft shout.
"Squeak, squeak!"
From the shadows behind him, a rat half the height of a human ran out. It was pitch-black all over and its eyes were cold and cunning. It growled softly and revealed its sharp teeth that were as sharp as knives!
Ge Yong was shocked.
This was an ancient remnant beast, the Shadow Rat. It was a Foundation Establishment spirit demon that appeared and disappeared unpredictably, specializing in sneak attacks and assassinations!
"Shadow, sneak into Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop tonight. Don't expose yourself and see what sort of person this Mo Ling is."
Elder Zhang's eyes shone with a cold glint as he said slowly, "If there's a chance, kill that person directly to prevent future troubles!"
The Shadow Mouse responded, turned around, and disappeared.
Within the capital, ordinary cultivators were forbidden from flying on their swords or leaping into the air. Fights were also forbidden.
However, this was not absolute and there were no loopholes.
As long as there was no strong spirit energy fluctuation, one could naturally hide from the eyes, ears and senses of the capital's guards.
…
At night.
As usual, Su Zimo sat quietly in his room, refining the essence energy of the dragon egg within his body.
Night Spirit was sprawled beside him.
In the middle of the night, Su Zimo sensed something and frowned, opening his eyes.
Almost at the same time, Night Spirit suddenly moved and listened attentively.
A moment later, a cold glint flashed through Night Spirit's eyes as he walked out of the room silently. Arriving at the depths of the wall, he hid in a large shadow.
Su Zimo observed carefully. Although Night Spirit's eyes were open, his eyes and body had blended in perfectly with the surrounding darkness. There was no flaw in it at all.
If Su Zimo had not seen Night Spirit walk in personally, he would not have believed it.
Before long, a small head popped out from the top of the wall. A pair of sneaky eyes looked around and patrolled the courtyard.
The Shadow Rat felt a vague sense of uneasiness. However, it did not notice anything unusual.
After hesitating for a moment, it retreated from the top of the wall.
At that moment, Night Spirit was still standing in the shadows of the night. Motionless, his gaze was cold, as though he was waiting for something.
True enough!
A long time later, the Shadow Rat appeared on the top of the wall once more!
It did not leave. Instead, it was cautiously probing the situation within the wall.
After discovering no danger, the Shadow Rat was relieved and slid down slowly from the top of the wall.
The moment the Shadow Rat landed, Night Spirit flashed out and pounced in front of the Shadow Rat at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye.
A sharp claw that shone with a cold glint reached out silently and pierced the Shadow Rat's flesh instantly.
The Shadow Rat panicked and was about to open its mouth and roar.
A black light flashed through the night sky.
Poof!
There was a crisp sound.
The Shadow Rat's head was pierced by a spike and its eyes dimmed!
That spike was Night Spirit's tail.
It was still a perfect and unstoppable pounce!
The Shadow Rat could not resist at all.
The entire process, from Night Spirit's attack to the end, was filled with a dense killing aura that was pure and cold.
Picking up the Shadow Rat with its mouth, Night Spirit passed through the courtyard and arrived at Jishui River. Shaking its head gently, it tossed the Shadow Rat's corpse into the river and disappeared with a splash.
The flesh of an ancient remnant beast was not attractive to Night Spirit at all!
Narrowing his eyes, Su Zimo seemed to be in deep thought as he smirked coldly.
It was clear that the Shadow Rat was sent by someone.
"Finally, it can't take it anymore?"
…
True Fire Weapon Workshop.
Elder Zhang and Ge Yong did not sleep for the entire night.
Even at daybreak, the Shadow Rat did not appear.
There was a hint of fatigue on Elder Zhang's face, as though he had aged ten years overnight.
Taking a deep breath of air, Elder Zhang closed his eyes and waved. "Go back and rest. The Shadow Rat is dead."
"This …"
Ge Yong also realized that the fact that the Shadow Rat had not returned at this time meant that it was most likely dead.
Elder Zhang walked out of the room and looked in the direction of Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop. The coldness in his eyes intensified as he muttered to himself, "Mo Ling, the tallest tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Let's see how long more you can live!"
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