Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop.
Su Zimo walked out of his room and squinted at the blazing noon sun in the skies. The fatigue in his eyes dissipated gradually.
Su Zimo's body shuddered and a series of crackling sounds could be heard from within his body. It was as though someone was frying beans as his tendons and bones rang together and his blood surged like a tsunami!
Swoosh!
Su Zimo opened his mouth and spat out a long stream of white qi that was condensed into a sword. It shot out a few meters before dissipating.
In the myths and legends of the people, immortals could soar through the clouds and spit out flying swords to behead their enemies from a thousand miles away!
What happened earlier was extremely similar to the spitting of flying swords in the legends. If mortals who did not know how to cultivate were to witness this, they would probably be scared half to death.
In reality, that stream of white qi was not a flying sword.
It was only because Su Zimo's organs had strengthened after he cultivated the Organs Refinement section that there was the strange sight of him spitting out swords.
Of course, that stream of white qi did not have any lethality, let alone behead an enemy from a thousand miles away.
After the assassination attempt last night and the refinement of a supreme-grade spirit weapon for the bearded man, Su Zimo did not sleep for the entire night and was mentally drained.
He had rested for the entire morning and had just woken up. The injuries on his arm were healed and his mental state was as good as new.
Su Zimo had just sat down on a stone bench in the courtyard when the door was pushed open.
Nien Qi entered with a stick of candied fruits in her mouth. She was smiling as though she had encountered something fun.
"Young master, you're awake!"
When Nien Qi caught sight of Su Zimo, her eyes sparkled as she called out.
Su Zimo nodded and asked with a smile, "What happened? Look at how you're smiling."
"Hehe, I can't hide anything from you, young master."
Nien Qi ran over with a smile and sat at the side.
In two years, Nien Qi had changed tremendously and it was not only in her cultivation realm.
Two years ago, when Nien Qi had just moved in, Su Zimo could sense that the lass was still extremely wary of him.
As time passed, this kind of vigilance became less and less.
Nien Qi also gradually became more cheerful and lively.
Nien Qi said mysteriously, "Young Master, guess what I saw in Yongxing City just now?"
"Is it related to what happened last night?" Su Zimo raised his eyebrows and asked.
Nien Qi's eyes widened as he nodded repeatedly. He then vividly described the Emperor's Announcement.
"Young Master, you didn't see the expression of that elder from True Fire Weapon Workshop. Hmph, how satisfying. "
Su Zimo's eyes flashed with surprise.
He did not expect the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty to express his stance at this moment.
"Young Master, all the cultivators in Monarch City are talking about this. They all say that Mr Mo can do whatever he wants in Monarch City from now on …"
Nien Qi imitated the tone of the people around him and spoke in a coarse voice. It was quite comical.
Su Zimo smiled.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Right then, a series of knocks sounded from the door.
Su Zimo and Li Wuyou exchanged glances in confusion.
It was already the middle of the month and if they wanted to customize supreme-grade spirit weapons, they would have to wait until the beginning of next month – why would anyone come at this time?
Nien Qi ran over and opened the door.
Two cultivators stood at the door. One of them was a middle-aged man in yellow robes. He had a broad forehead, deep eyes and an extraordinary aura.
The other person was more refined and his white robes fluttered as he stood half a step behind the former.
Nien Qi frowned to himself.
Her Spirit Peering Art could not detect their cultivation realms at all!
There were only two possibilities.
Firstly, the two of them had cultivated some sort of cultivation technique that concealed their cultivation realms.
Secondly, their cultivation realms had already surpassed Jin Dan realm and were at Nascent Soul realm!
The second possibility was eliminated by Nien Qi right away.
As Genying Zhenjun, there was no reason for him to come here.
Although Su Zimo could refine supreme-grade spirit weapons, he could not catch Genying Zhenjun's attention.
"Fellow Daoists, why are you here today?" Nien Qi stood at the door and blocked the two of them.
The yellow-robed man at the front smiled. "Young lady, this isn't how you treat your guests. You're blocking us from talking?"
"What is it that you can't say outside?" Nien Qi tilted her head and asked seriously.
The two of them at the door looked at each other speechlessly and helplessly.
The yellow-robed man smiled. "Young lady, I'm here today because of your reputation. I'd like to meet Mr. Mo and ask for his help in refining a supreme-grade spirit weapon …"
"No,"
Before the yellow-robed man could finish, he was interrupted by Nien Qi.
Nien Qi said, "My young master only refines a single supreme-grade spirit weapon every month and will hold an auction at the beginning of the month. If you want to customize a supreme-grade spirit weapon, you'll have to come and bid at the beginning of next month."
The yellow-robed man froze for a moment.
For a long time, no one had dared to interrupt him and shut him out.
A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the elegant man behind him. He frowned slightly and said in a slightly reproachful tone, "Girl, you …"
"Hmm?"
The yellow-robed man glanced sideways and stopped the scholarly man.
Turning around, the yellow-robed man smiled. "Young lady, tell me. What was the highest bid for a supreme-grade spirit weapon at the beginning of the month?"
Nien Qi blurted out without thinking, "1.2 million superior-grade spirit stones."
"Alright,"
The yellow-robed man nodded. "I'll pay double the price and ask Mr. Mo to help me refine a supreme-grade spirit weapon in private!"
"2.4 million!"
Nien Qi was shocked.
That was a frightening number – most Perfected Jin Dan cultivators would not be able to fork out that much.
Unable to make up his mind, Nien Qi looked towards Su Zimo in the courtyard instinctively.
Su Zimo had a calm expression as he sipped his tea leisurely. Putting down his teacup, he nodded. "Let them in."
Nien Qi made way in a flash and the two of them entered Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop.
The moment they entered the courtyard, the yellow-robed man's gaze landed on Su Zimo and he nodded in greeting with a strange glint in his eyes.
"Sit."
Su Zimo did not stand up either as he pointed to the stone bench opposite him and said.
The yellow-robed man sat down while the scholarly man stood at the side and surveyed the surroundings. His gaze paused on Night Spirit for a brief moment as his gaze flickered.
Su Zimo looked at the yellow-robed man and asked in a seemingly casual manner, "How should I address you, fellow Daoist?"
"My surname is Zhou," The yellow-robed man's expression did not change.
Su Zimo nodded without saying anything.
The yellow-robed man smiled gently and asked, "I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Mo. May I know which sect you're from and who your master is with your weapon refinement skills? "
Su Zimo raised his head and toyed with the teacup in his hands. He looked at the yellow-robed man with a fake smile and asked instead, "Fellow Daoist, don't you want to refine weapons? What's your motive for asking about my background now? "
"You're overthinking, Mr. Mo. I was just curious and asked instinctively," The yellow-robed man's expression was normal, as though it was truly a casual question.
The yellow-robed man nodded to the scholarly man beside him.
The scholarly man took out 30 sets of weapon refinement materials and 2.4 million superior-grade spirit weapons from his storage bag, placing them in front of Su Zimo.
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