"Using the vibration technique to accelerate the enemy's dark energy consumption is like throwing a warrior skilled in land combat into the water. Though it won't kill him in one go, it can make him lose his unique characteristics." Xia Fei finished repairing the second soul tool and made notes as he muttered to himself.
Radix excitedly said, "Who says that the ancients didn't have any good stuff? This soul tool's ability is rather special. I'm afraid that it'll be hard to find an environmental soul tool that doesn't aim to kill the enemy."
Xia Fei nodded and put away his notes. He stood up and prepared to return the soul tool to its owner.
Xia Fei felt that repairing soul tools was a rather interesting job. Just the experience gained from it alone could not be measured in terms of money.
Walking out the door, Xia Fei suddenly realized that Master Ulan was looking at him strangely.
"Well, I have a few things that I want to put in the cultivation chamber," Ulan said as he rubbed his chin.
Xia Fei shrugged. "This is your room to begin with. You can do whatever you want with it. I have no right to interfere."
* Slap! *
Ulan slapped his thigh excitedly. "Since you say so, I won't stand on ceremony."
Very quickly, Ulan put a dozen odd plants into smart pots and moved them into the cultivation chamber.
This empty room suddenly had a patch of green, which was quite a nice decoration and looked much more comfortable.
Black Orchid was truly excited. Seeing Furball sleeping on the ground, she curiously poked him with her finger, eliciting a loud cry of dissatisfaction from Furball. This fellow was just too crafty, secretly absorbing energy while Xia Fei was repairing the soul vessel. He even pretended to be asleep. Fortunately, Xia Fei was already used to it and did not mind it too much.
"You spent nearly two hours this time. You must have used up quite a bit of spiritual energy, right?" Ulan laughed as he patted Xia Fei on the shoulder.
"It's alright. With the Cleric Guardian Formation controlling it, I only used up about one unit of energy," Xia Fei replied.
Aside from the 10,000 points he had spent, Xia Fei had earned a total of 40,000 points from repairing the second soul tool. His profits were starting to skyrocket, and this did not include the increase in Xia Fei's cultivation and the accumulation of experience. There was probably no business in this world that could be as profitable as repairing ancient soul tools.
After some thought, Xia Fei asked, "It's getting dark. Xia Fei asked, "It's going to be dark soon. Will there be any problems if I don't go back to gather?"
"What problems could there be? Don't worry, Fuchen's identity card is anonymous. No one will be able to track you down, and if they don't see you, they'll definitely think that you've left alone. This is a branch base after all, not the headquarters, so the security isn't that strict, "Black Orchid said disapprovingly.
Xia Fei nodded. He returned to the virtual system and returned the second soul tool.
His account balance instantly increased by 50,000 points, reaching 70,200 points!
Frowning, Xia Fei realized that there were no more ancient soul weapons in the trading area that he could repair, but Xia Fei was in no hurry. He ran to the encrypted archive and took out the Theory of Dark Energy Conversion. Honestly speaking, Xia Fei was a little reluctant to leave this place. If he left the Cleric Union, where else could he find such a good place where he could earn money, cultivate, and broaden his horizons?
…
The second base of the Soul Master Union.
Base 4, where Xia Fei was at, was the main gathering point for miscellaneous Clerics, while Base 2 was where the combat-type Clerics were.
The path of a Spirit Master was varied and complicated. Other than crafting soul tools, there were many Spirit Masters who were infatuated with fighting. Many years of experience told everyone that it was unreliable to put their lives in the hands of a warrior. Even if they were Spirit Masters, they still needed to learn some basic combat skills so that they could survive in the chaotic universe.
A combat-type Spirit Master was actually not that different from a normal Spirit Master. It was just that their combat strength was stronger, and many of the masters in Base 1 did not even know how to fight.
In the four main bases under the Union. Only the first and second bases had the most serious internal strife. The old folks in Base 1 believed that since they were Spirit Masters, they should focus on researching soul tools and not get involved in fighting and killing.
Spirit Masters were stronger than pure combat-type soul tools. If there was anything they needed, they could just let those Spirit Masters do it. These days, there were plenty of people who wanted to curry favor with Spirit Masters. With a wave of their arms, they could gather a large group of warriors with their reputation.
However, the Spirit Masters in Base 2 did not think so. Many of them were infatuated with the thrill of fighting and were unwilling to leave their safety in the hands of others. Thus, the Spirit Master Union was divided into two factions, the combat-type and the non-combat-type, also known as the dove faction and the hawk faction.
Out of habit, Jasmine entered the Spirit Master Union's virtual network in the afternoon to check the soul tool she placed in the trading point, the Four Star Soaring Wind.
Although Jasmine was a girl, she had a handsome face that could make women fall in love with her. Her eyes were as sharp as swords, and her eyebrows were like a sharp straight line drawn by a painting master.
Because of her face, Miss Jasmine had been seduced by many coquettish women. It could not be helped, who asked this lady to be handsome and like to dress up like a boy?
She was different from Moon Song. Moon Song was called a tomboy because her personality was very masculine, but her body and appearance were completely seductive. Jasmine, on the other hand, had a delicate temperament of a girl, but her appearance was similar to a boy's.
"Eh!" Jasmine could not help but cry out when she saw a green indicator light up next to her soul tool.
The virtual network had an AI identification system. Green meant that someone had already repaired this soul tool!
"Who did it? Is there really someone who can repair a soul tool from ancient times? " Jasmine was very puzzled. Her fingers quickly tapped a few keys and sent the soul tool back to her home. After all, it was the virtual network. There was still a big difference between watching it on the network and the real world. It was best to go home and try it personally.
Swoosh ~
Almost at the same time, Jasmine exited the system, and the soul tool was also sent to her table.
Grabbing the soul tool, Jasmine quickly ran into the training room next door and put the Four Star Soaring Wind on her hand.
Rumble ~
With a loud sound, the close-range soul tool, Four Star Soaring Wind, burst out with a bright light!
Jasmine's handsome eyebrows suddenly fluttered, and she shouted excitedly, "It's really repaired! Oh my god, I'm not dreaming, am I? "
Swoosh ~
Jasmine carried her treasured soul tool and ran all the way to the second floor. There was an ancient room here, which was filled with all kinds of old soul tools. Every soul tool was polished until it was shining. It was obvious that someone cleaned this place every day.
She stared at the glove in her hand for a long time. Those fine veins caused by aging were no longer there. What replaced it was a kind of faint brilliance. The whole soul tool looked as if it was brand new.
"That's great, that's great …" Jasmine said incoherently.
Putting the Four Star Soaring Wind in the box, Jasmine stared at the room full of old soul tools. Her eyes were a little sparkling. Only at this moment, she looked more like a weak girl.
She took out another two soul tools that were about to age from the Hundred Treasure Grid. Jasmine pondered seriously. Soon, she opened the bottom layer of the Hundred Treasure Grid and took out a black package. After that, she carefully closed the door, as if she was afraid of startling someone.
"Father, these old soul tools of our house finally have a chance to see the light of day again!" Jasmine said in her heart. Her eyes were actually filled with tears again.
It was not that Jasmine wanted to cry. It was just that this girl's life was a little complicated.
Jasmine was a rare family with a compound surname. It was once a famous family among the Clerics. Later on, the Clerics began to decline. Many families lost their former glory, and the Jasmine family was especially miserable. It was to the extent that only this girl, Jasmine, was left in the family. The uncles and uncles of the Second Base affectionately called her Xiao Ya.
The Jasmine family had been passed down since ancient times. There were countless soul tools made by their ancestors in the family. Unfortunately, these soul tools were too old and most of them could not be used anymore.
Several generations of her family had tried to repair these soul armaments, but they had never succeeded. All of this was deeply engraved in Jasmine's memory. Today, Xia Fei had repaired the four-star Ling Feng, and this lady was exceptionally excited. Thus, she decided to try her luck by taking out more of these old-fashioned soul armaments.
* Phew ~ *
After putting away the three soul tools, Jasmine let out a long sigh.
She did not leave. Instead, she was waiting to see who took these soul tools, as if she wanted to thank him in person. Unfortunately, Xia Fei was so engrossed in reading books in the information library that he had already forgotten that there were many ancient soul tools waiting for him to repair them.
After waiting for a few hours without any movement, Jasmine logged out of the virtual network in disappointment.
…
"So that's how it is. There's an acceleration point in the conversion between dark energy and normal energy. Only when this point is within an acceptable range will the conversion rate be higher. Otherwise, it'll be a huge waste." Xia Fei put down the [Theory of Dark Energy Conversion] book and said in a deep voice.
Radix laughed, looking very bored. He was not a Cleric, so he naturally could not understand the book in Xia Fei's hands. The waiting time made him feel bored.
Perhaps it was because it was already evening, the number of people in the virtual network gradually increased. Xia Fei frowned and returned to the trading area.
Looking around, Xia Fei was slightly stunned.
There were obviously more soul tools in the trading area that needed to be repaired. There were at least dozens of them. There were also a few virtual figures standing in the trading area as if they were waiting for something.
Xia Fei went over to take a look and saw that most of these newly added soul tools were ancient soul tools. Someone had probably spread the news, so everyone had brought their own ancient soul tools over.
Xia Fei did not go over and make a move. Instead, he secretly memorized the serial numbers of these soul tools.
Returning to Ulan's tower, Xia Fei entered the serial numbers into the system so that he would not have to show his face in the virtual system.
* Whoosh ~ *
Two soul tools appeared on the spatial teleportation platform. Xia Fei took them and entered the cultivation room. He saw that there were more than a dozen plants in the cultivation room. The original dash of green was considered refreshing, but now that there were so many plants, it was a little dazzling.
He shrugged. After all, he was in Ulan's territory, so Xia Fei could not stop him from putting more things into the room.
68,500.
98,500.
One hundred forty-three thousand five hundred …
Night fell. Everything was silent, but Xia Fei's points were rapidly increasing!
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