Frankly speaking, this condition was a little harsh, and even a little unreasonable. After all, the materials needed for four thousand Blood Splitting Flying Swords were not a small number. But in the current situation, Du Feng had no choice but to do so. After all, the Sanskrit talisman paper was very important to the ghost servant.
"Okay, I promise you."
The ghost servant did not raise any objections and immediately agreed. One had to know that his current strength was comparable to that of the patriarchs of those families. Coupled with the recovery of his memory, there must be many channels to collect forging materials that others did not know. As long as he could collect four thousand sets of forging materials, Du Feng would definitely keep his word and draw a Sanskrit talisman paper for him.
Why did the ghost servant agree to such harsh conditions without hesitation? In fact, the reason was very simple. As long as he subdued another clone, his strength could be raised to a higher level. This higher level could basically be on par with one of the four city lords.
The strength of one of the four city lords of the Holy City was quite attractive. Back then, the ghost servant who divided himself into many clones was really determined. In order to succeed in the future, he did not hesitate to put himself in danger. If he did not succeed in the process of growth, or if he could not retrieve the clone, wouldn't it be a big loss?
This method was a little similar to that of the purple-clothed female demon emperor. For example, he originally had the number ten, but he could not break through to more than ten. At this time, he made up his mind and divided himself into ten numbers. Each one would grow again, and it might grow to two, three, or even nine or even ten.
At this time, if he went to retrieve them one by one, the final result might be between twenty and a hundred. As long as he succeeded in retrieving them, no matter what, it would be bigger than the previous number ten.
But there was also a possibility that when he divided himself into ten numbers, nine or even all of them would be destroyed. That would be a big loss.
There was also another possibility, which was that the clone's growth was faster than the main body. In the end, the clone killed or devoured the main body. In that case, the ghost servant would not be able to play with it. Therefore, the trump card he kept for himself was the Sanskrit talisman paper.
To this day, Du Feng did not understand why the ghost servant could not get the Sanskrit talisman paper and instead came to exchange with him. Shouldn't such a trump card be in his own hands? Of course, it was also possible that this kind of cloning method of putting oneself at death's door had certain conditions and limitations. That was, one couldn't control the entire process.
Of course, the ghost servant had profited, but he wanted more. He wanted to become a Sage. For this reason, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and search for sufficient forging materials for Du Feng. Du Feng was in a hurry to gather the 10,000 Blood Splitting Flying Swords, so he was in a hurry to obtain the materials. However, the ghost servant was even more anxious than him because he was afraid that he would not be able to find his avatar if it ran away.
It had to be said that Du Feng's move was really effective, because he had already searched through all the channels he could get. The blacksmith, Kenji and the others are all helping, and Zhuang Mi Si is also buying from everywhere. With his current channels, he really couldn't surpass that Fifth Senior Brother.
The ghost servant was a special case. This guy could always do some incredible things. Yu Jing was an example.
After Du Feng gave the order, he went to busy himself with his own matters. As for how long it would take for the ghost servant to gather the forging materials, it was none of his business. In any case, he would draw the Sanskrit talisman whenever he gathered the materials. Before the ghost servant came, he still had to do what he had to do.
Because the Silver Thunder Jiutu and Silver Thunder Jiumei's temples had merged, and with the addition of so many guards, there were more things to be done. As the head of the family, Du Feng naturally had to arrange all kinds of things so that all the shops could continue to operate and make money. After all, the more people there were, the more expenses there would be.
The Silver Thunder Family also had a certain financial foundation. At first, they were not familiar with the Sacred City, so they wanted to learn from Du Feng's shop. When they had enough experience, they would naturally slowly transfer the business here. When the two sides cooperated, the scale would be even bigger.
It could be said that because Xiao Hei and Silver Thunder Jiumei married, the structure of their shop had changed. Moreover, the food and beverage business, which they had never had time to set foot in before, had also started operating.
During this period, Du Feng did not go anywhere. Other than arranging things in the Sacred City, he stayed to meditate and practice. This was because he was now at the seventh level of the Divine Emperor Realm, not yet at his peak. Only when he was at his peak would he need to go to the Sea God City to cultivate.
Although Du Feng's Cultivation progress was slow, it was still improving steadily. Other than his friends, many outsiders' attitude towards him had changed, and they were not as warm as before. Only the bookstore uncle was as warm as ever. Whenever there was something strange in the shop, he would call him over to take a look and see if he could use it.
However, other than the antique book Thunder Control Technique from last time, there had been nothing suitable. On this day, Du Feng had just finished practicing and stood up to relax. He opened the voice transmission talisman, thinking that there should be nothing urgent. However, the voice transmission talisman at his waist suddenly rang.
"Old Master, why are you looking for me? Is there something good again?"
Du Feng was very familiar with the bookstore uncle, so he did not stand on ceremony with him.
"Drive it over, or I'll leave."
At first, he thought that the bookstore uncle was joking with him, but he felt that something was wrong from his tone, so he hurried over. When he arrived, he saw that the bookstore uncle was already ready to set off. He was an official resident of the Holy City, and he was also a God Emperor Realm Demon Immortal. Where was he going?
"Old Master, where are you going? Are you going on a vacation?"
Du Feng was a little confused because the God Emperors in the Holy City usually chose to live a retired life. After all, the safest place in the Divine World was the Holy City, where there were all kinds of high-quality resources. Even if Cultivation could not be improved anymore, at least he could live forever. Besides, the bookstore was doing well, and it was not bad to earn some money.
"Take this. You can read it after I leave. You'll know where I'm going after reading it. If there is a chance, you can go and play with me. "
The bookstore uncle stuffed a jade slip into Du Feng's hands. It was similar to the kind of jade slip that stored cultivation techniques.
"Old Master, are you really going to leave? This is too sudden. When are you coming back?"
Only then did Du Feng realize that the place the uncle was going to was probably very far away. It was not as simple as leaving the Holy City, but most likely leaving the Divine World. But where could he go after leaving the Divine World? Would he have to join the Constellation Alliance? He could not possibly be like the Void Creatures and drift around in the endless void.
"Don't ask. You will know after reading it. By the way, I will leave this bookstore to you from now on. "
The uncle was really straightforward. He walked out after saying that.
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