Cultivating a sword spirit wasn't something that could be done overnight. Although the Heavenly Dao believed that it could indeed arrange it, using crispy noodle snacks as a trade was really a little … After all, the Heavenly Dao didn't have the right to refuse Wang Ling; anything Wang Ling had could be exchanged. Furthermore, the Heavenly Dao couldn't make any comments! He couldn't say what he wanted or didn't want!
This was also one of the hard and fast conditions in an equivalent exchange.
But the key point was that this youngster didn't realize that he didn't want crispy noodle snacks …
Thus, when Wang Ling took out a box of custom-made baked gluten-flavored crispy noodle snacks, the Heavenly Dao incarnation of the golden three-inch man suddenly felt like crying but had no tears to shed.
He was absolutely certain … that his first trade with the young Wang Ling back then had been purely because his brain had short-circuited!
This was a sin!
The golden three-inch man stared at the box of crispy noodle snacks, took a deep breath, and then directly put the box away.
Wang Ling's heart twitched at this scene. He never thought that this birthday present would actually cost him a box of custom-made crispy noodle snacks, a box of twenty-four packets … Although he had already opened this box, he hadn't eaten a single one yet!
Wang Ling stared at the Heavenly Dao and sighed.
Sure enough, it was said that the Heavenly Dao was heartless, and it looked like it wasn't without reason.
“？？？”
After accepting the crispy noodle snacks, the golden three-inch man stared at Wang Ling. "The trade is complete … everything is as you wish … the sword spirit of that sword will be infused into the Heavenly Materials sword on August 1st this year as agreed. But whether or not he can summon the sword spirit will depend on his own luck. "
Wang Ling nodded his head.
The truth was that he had already helped Wang Ming achieve the most difficult step, which was to form a sword spirit.
But whether or not he could summon the sword spirit would depend on Wang Ming's own will.
The sword spirit's first summon would only appear when the sword master needed it the most.
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Elsewhere, at the entry point for overseas personnel at Songhai International Airport.
A blonde, blue-eyed young man with his hair combed like an adult and dressed in a handsome suit stood on the monitoring platform with his arms outstretched. The customs lady in charge of testing dangerous goods checked his arms and trousers one by one to see if there were any dangerous goods.
According to the regulations of the International Cultivators' Space Transportation Law, as long as a cultivator was riding a large-scale flying magical equipment, they were not allowed to carry any spatial storage type magical equipment with them. Even the pockets of their clothes and pants that had a separate storage space were not allowed.
After confirming that there was nothing in the young man's clothes and pants, the customs lady used a black metal detector to probe the young man's body. The detector did not show any abnormalities.
"Your inspection is really strict." The blonde youth smiled in a gentlemanly manner and passed through the virus detection gate under the guidance of the customs lady.
This was an intelligent virus quarantine magic treasure which had been developed by Huaxiu nation's Academy of Cultivation and Magic Treasures. It could detect whether overseas cultivators were carrying foreign viruses.
The young man walked past the gate, and the gate lit up with a green light.
At this time, the customs officer stamped the passport and returned it to the young man with a smile. "Mr. Han Di, I wish you a pleasant journey."
"Thank you." The blonde youth put away his passport and put on a pair of sunglasses.
Han Di.
This was the alias Second President of Night Chief, President Dylan, was using in Huaxiu nation.
After passing the customs security check, President Dylan's tense heart was instantly relieved.
Because of that useless good-for-nothing Bai Zhe and the fact that Beast King's Remains was about to open, Huaxiu nation's customs checks were now very strict. If it hadn't been for someone else in Huaxiu nation helping him arrange another identity as "Han Di," he might not even have been able to get a visa to Huaxiu nation.
And this Han Di's identity wasn't fictitious, but real.
When Night Ghost Spirit Emperor had asked President Dylan to take over the master plan a few days ago, President Dylan had already arranged for someone to prepare a new identity for him.
This Han Di's real identity was the chairman of a vaccine company. He was an American Chinese-American who wielded great power and ran more than twenty vaccine testing companies at the same time. But unfortunately, a while ago, a vaccine produced by one of this "Han Di's" subsidiary companies had run into a major problem …
Just like that, President Dylan had used this as leverage to take over this Han Di's identity.
There hadn't been any problems with that batch of vaccines at first, but President Dylan had sent someone to tamper with the processing process.
Vaccines were very important drugs, and if there were any problems with their safety or quality, this "Mr Han Di" wouldn't be able to escape responsibility. Once Huaxiu nation's Food and Drug Administration investigated this matter, compensation of several billion wouldn't be considered a lot. Most importantly, it was very likely that he would be sentenced to play mahjong with the old devil and the others for several hundred years.
So this Mr Han Di was afraid, and in the end, he voluntarily agreed to President Dylan's "escape plan," gave up his identity, and fled to Mixiu nation with the money.
But this Mr Han Di didn't know that Night Chief's people were waiting for him in Mixiu nation.
For Night Ghost Spirit Emperor, only a dead man would leave no evidence against him.
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As President Dylan strolled out of the airport, a black armed SUV stopped punctually at exit A3.
President Dylan approached the car door, which opened on its own.
After he got into the car, an overseas call directly rang President Dylan's cell phone. The caller ID on the number was an asterisk.
President Dylan immediately picked up the call.
"Lord Spirit Emperor, I've arrived. Everything went according to plan. And as Lord Spirit Emperor expected, Huaxiu nation's checks were extremely strict this time, "President Dylan said.
"Mm, since it went smoothly, that person can rest assured." Night Ghost Spirit Emperor said, "Is there enough manpower in Huaxiu nation?"
"Rest assured, Lord, I've contacted quite a few wandering cultivators through the underground dark network this time. They're all very strong … one of them isn't Ghost Head Blade. " Speaking up to this point, President Dylan narrowed his eyes. The underground dark network he was talking about was a mysterious network set up by dark forces both at home and abroad. As long as you had the means to sneak in, you could post a notice on the dark network and hire some wandering dark cultivators.
This was the fastest way to gather manpower given the current shortage of Huaxiu people. These wandering dark cultivators could be hired at a high price, but compared with the big plan, this money was nothing.
"Hm? What's the background of this Ghost Head Blade? "Night Ghost Spirit Emperor's interest was piqued.
"This person is Numinous Mother's third disciple. I've already sent someone to verify this point. Although this person isn't listed on the killer list, he's proficient in the art of stealth and shifting forms, and can come and go like a ghost. I've already sent him to investigate the identity of that teenager's older brother. "
Night Ghost Spirit Emperor: "Are you confident?"
"Lord Spirit Emperor, don't worry, I'm different from that good-for-nothing Bai Zhe." President Dylan curled his lips. "I'll definitely have Ghost Head Blade capture that teenager's older brother alive in seven days."
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