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At noon the next day...
Aunt Bai Xin invited the three of them to her home for a meal.
When Zhu Minglang saw Aunt Bai Xin pretending to be calm, he felt a little upset.
Zhu Minglang was determined to kill Hao Shaocong. When the time came, he would make Aunt and Uncle wear luxurious clothes to attend Hao Yong's son's funeral.
After the meal, Fang Niannian ran out by herself.
Bai Xin was worried that a girl like Fang Niannian would get lost in the unfamiliar Imperial Capital. She was also worried that she would encounter some troublemakers. Therefore, she specially ordered a female attendant from the Sword Sect to follow Fang Niannian.
Around evening, Fang Niannian returned. She looked very excited and said to Zhu Minglang, who was treating Big Black Tooth's wound, "Next month's dragon rations have been prepared. There is also the Water-Wood Elemental Splendor that you wanted. I bought it from an old man who planted trees for only 500 gold coins!"
"Awesome!" Zhu Minglang gave her a thumbs-up.
This Water-Wood Elemental Splendor would cost at least 1,000 to 2,000 gold coins in the fey market.
500 gold coins was rather cheap.
"The old man said that the fey market's buyers are even more greedy. They don't even cost 300 gold coins," Fang Niannian said.
"Such violent profits?" Zhu Minglang asked.
There were many feys in the world, and most of them were closely related to farmers, growers, herb-gatherers, and mountain patrols.
Simply put, Dragon Shepard was only good at raising dragons. Different dragons ate different things. Such a huge consumption of food could only be bought from farmers and merchants.
As for some strange treasures, they could only be found by hunters, woodcutters, herb-gatherers, and mountain patrols who often went in and out of the mountains.
Every once in a while, the fey market's people would go to these people's houses to collect things. When they saw feys that Dragon Shepard needed, they would buy them at a high price.
This had become a kind of industry in the various cities of the Extreme Court Continent. After all, there were so many Dragon Shepards, young spirits, and true dragons. Without these farmers and merchants, many dragon pets would not have developed well.
That was why Dragon Shepard and the other dragon-raising forces had to occupy the cities.
Only with a city could they demand the resources from the farmers and the merchants. Few dragon shepherds were willing to collect the resources themselves after all.
Fang Niannian had been delivering things to the Dragon Tamer College since she was young. She would also frequently buy dragon rations and feys for the students. Therefore, she knew the knack for this.
Spending a bit of time and buying directly from the mining farmers would save a lot of money.
Of course, he wasn't so lucky every time to find the spiritual potential that Little Qing Zhuo needed, not to mention that the age had to be accurate.
Fang Niannian planned to buy it from the market if he still couldn't find it today. He had to buy it even if it cost two or three thousand gold. Little Qing Zhuo was about to evolve and couldn't be delayed.
"Let me report to you. Little Bai Qi's crystal cost a total of 12,000 gold coins."
"Big Blacktooth eats the food from your clan's outer court, so we can save some money."
"We bought Little Qing Zhuo's Gold-Rimmed Phoebe Zhennan Juice for a month and spent 2,300 gold coins."
"Then there's the money we got from the villains in the City of Sin, as well as our savings. From today onward, we only have less than 1,000 gold coins left. Boss, you haven't given me my salary for this month yet."
Fang Niannian calculated the money for Zhu Minglang one by one, making Zhu Minglang dizzy!
How did the monthly expenditure exceed 10,000 gold coins?
He thought he could live comfortably for a year and a half with the inheritance from the villains in the ancestral palace. It wasn't even autumn yet, and he only had 1,000 gold coins left?
1,000 gold coins wasn't even enough for Big Blacktooth's food.
Big Blacktooth wanted to eat Pig Demon Dragon meat now!
"How about we reduce the food? I've seen a lot of substitutes, such as star debris crystals. There's a kind of Starmoon Ore in the market. I've calculated that it costs less than 2,000 gold coins a month. There's also Phoebe Zhennan Juice. Why don't we not buy Gold-Rimmed Phoebe Zhennan Juice? It's only a few hundred gold coins, "Fang Niannian said.
"That won't do, it must be the best. We can't afford to be poor, my baby dragon," Zhu Minglang said.
"Your father seems to be very rich. Should we ask him to reimburse us?" Fang Niannian asked.
It was easy to ask Zhu Tianguan for money. This amount of money was nothing to him.
However, he had to find a way to make money if he wanted to raise a dragon himself. When his dragon pet's level increased, he would need to spend more money every month. He couldn't possibly ask Zhu Tianguan for help every month, right?
"It's a loss to ask him to reimburse us for such a small amount of money. It's fine, isn't there still a month? I'll think of a way!" Zhu Minglang said.
"Alright, I'll visit the spirit gatherers more often and see if I can buy some good resources at a reasonable price," Fang Niannian said.
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Five-hundred-year-old essence of water and wood. Zhu Minglang went to the mountain stream and saw Mr. Koi dozing off in the air.
After waking it up, Zhu Minglang planned to ask for more details.
As expected, Mr. Koi had completely forgotten what he had said.
"Go ahead and take a nap," Zhu Minglang said.
Zhu Minglang followed the north side of the mountain stream and headed to the Casting Hall.
There was no iron or ore to be refined in the inner courtyard of Zhu Men, so he couldn't see the giant furnace even after entering the Casting Hall, let alone the thick smoke on the island.
Zhu Minglang went into the hall and saw that most people had returned to their rooms to rest. Only a few disciples were left on night watch.
"Young Master."
"Young Master."
The disciples on night watch bowed.
"Is there anyone else inside? An elder?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Master is inside," one of the disciples said.
"Yes."
Zhu Minglang walked in and circled around the central hall. He walked towards an armor casting room. Zhu Tianguan should only be in there.
…
Pushing open the heavy door, Zhu Minglang saw that there were countless star-like runes flying around in this magnificent forging room. They were ancient and mysterious, as if they contained an endless power. Once they were completely released, they could move mountains and fill seas!
"Inscriptions!" Zhu Minglang said in surprise.
"You also know about inscriptions." Zhu Tianguan waved his hand. Suddenly, all the glowing runes turned into a bright vortex and slowly poured into an extremely thick piece of armor.
That piece of armor was as large as a millstone. It had already been tempered thousands of times, and it emitted a tough and heavy feeling. As the inscription patterns poured into it, it was like a powerful body that had an even more brilliant soul. It actually had an immortal aura!
"The inscriptions are the essence of our Zhu Sect. Any equipment, no matter how ordinary it is, will show extraordinary power after being baptized by our inscriptions."
"There's no need to go to court today. I've already talked to my old friends this morning. In the court tomorrow, we'll definitely make all the forces competing with us lose a piece of meat!"
"Thinking about it, our plan is perfect, but there's a key problem — what if you lose?"
"If you lose, we'll have nothing left. We'll even have to sacrifice the resources of the forces that are on good terms with us."
"So, after thinking about it carefully, our Zhu Sect still has to come up with something decent to ensure that you won't lose in this battle."
As he spoke, Zhu Tianguan finished injecting the inscriptions into the heavy armor piece. He placed the piece of armor into a pool of purified impurities and then took off the protective gear he was wearing.
"Are you making dragon armor for my dragon pet?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Yes, I heard from Qin Yang about what happened at the Ancient Bronze Battlefield yesterday," Zhu Tianguan said.
"I'm indeed here to make a new dragon armor for my black dragon. At the same time, I want to steal some good materials from our family …" Zhu Minglang said.
"What do you mean steal? You can take whatever belongs to the Zhu Sect. If any elder disagrees, I'll kick him out of the sect. Hmph!" Zhu Tianguan snorted coldly.
"It's rare that you're free today, Father. I have something to ask you," Zhu Minglang said.
"About forging?" Zhu Tianguan raised his eyebrows.
"Yes."
Zhu Tianguan's serious expression turned into one of extreme joy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He turned around and bowed to a statue in the casting room, saying, "God bless, God bless, my son finally wants to learn the family's craft, God bless!"
"What's the reason for forging inscriptions?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"You can understand the inscriptions as the spirit of a forging tool. Once a forging tool has a spirit, its power is incomparable to that of scrap metal. Take the Azure Dragon as an example. The Azure Dragon is powerful because of its Xuan technique. An Azure Dragon without Xuan technique is not much different from a snake, "Zhu Tianguan said.
"Then what kind of tools will have a spirit and what won't?" Zhu Minglang continued to ask.
"Just like all living things in the world, tools can be cultivated as well. If a powerful blacksmith refines it year after year, the tool will have a spirit and the brilliance of the inscriptions.
"If a sword kills thousands of enemies and drinks blood, it will also have a certain level of cultivation and the inscriptions will glow."
"An armor that has been refined over and over again, its materials coming from crystal ores that have absorbed the essence of the sun and moon. Every single one of its owners was a powerful individual of the present age, so the armor itself will also be extraordinary!" Zhu Tianguan said.
Zhu Minglang lowered his head and pondered.
Tools have a certain level of cultivation …
This was probably the most inconceivable thing. If an outsider heard this, they would think that the person who said this was crazy.
Before this, Zhu Minglang would not have thought of this.
After seeing Stegosaurus, Zhu Minglang firmly believed in this.
Moreover, the inner court of Zhu Sect already knew this secret.
"Can inscriptions be sealed and dormant?" Zhu Minglang asked.
Zhu Minglang wanted to ask about Stegosaurus's inscriptions.
Stegosaurus still had many souls of famous swords that had not awakened, which meant that the inscriptions were still dark.
If those souls of famous swords were all glowing with the light of the inscriptions, Stegosaurus would become even more powerful.
Stegosaurus would even surpass his cultivation as a Swordsman.
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