"Alright, come, I'm done. There are a total of 106 legs and a pair of maxillae. According to our agreement, if your sect helps me refine a weapon, you only need to help me refine 53 legs and one maxillae. The rest will be your reward. What do you think?"
After nearly half an hour of processing, Ye Xuan finally finished dissecting the entire thousand-year-old amusement centipede. Apart from 53 pairs of legs and one pair of maxillae, there was also a pile of carapace that was as hard as a small hill and stronger than a top-tier magic artifact, a pair of eyes that looked like glazed treasures, a poisonous bead that was filled with filth, a tendon that was as tough as a spiritual artifact, and an internal alchemy that was filled with spirit energy fluctuations. As for the remaining bones and flesh, Ye Xuan did not bother with them.
"Yes, Senior, I have no objections!" Looking at the pile of centipede legs, which were like magic tools in Zhiqiu's eyes, how could he have any objections? He almost drooled.
"By the way, Senior, if you want to refine these things, do you have any requirements?" Zhiqiu asked, wiping away the drool that almost flowed out of the corner of his mouth.
"Hmm …" Ye Xuan pondered for a moment, then said, "Take out 30 legs and that maxillae to refine spirit tools. Refine as many as you can. As for the rest, refine them into magic tools. Oh, by the way, refine them into swords."
"Alright, Senior, I will remember your requirements. I will definitely let Senior refine these things according to Senior's wishes. Please rest assured, Senior," Zhiqiu said solemnly.
"That's good. Alright, put these things away. Let's go back!" Ye Xuan nodded. Now that the monsters had been dealt with, it was time for them to leave.
"Wait, Senior …" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Zhiqiu suddenly called out to Ye Xuan awkwardly.
"Hmm? Is there something else? "Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows.
"Um … Senior, this junior doesn't have a storage treasure like you. This junior needs something to store these things," Leaf Autumn said as he pointed at the pile of items on the ground.
Looking at Zhiqiu's expression, Ye Xuan smiled. Only then did he remember that not everyone had a storage magic treasure. Even if the Kunlun Sect was a big sect in the cultivation world, it was impossible for them to let every disciple have a storage magic treasure.
After thinking for a moment, he flipped his right hand, and a tent appeared in his hand. "Here, I don't have anything suitable on me for the time being. You can use this for now."
"Yes, thank you, senior!" Seeing the tent appear in Ye Xuan's hand, Zhiqiu nodded. He didn't stand on ceremony and took the tent, treating it like a bag and putting everything inside.
After putting more than a hundred centipede legs and a pair of maxillipeds inside, the entire tent bulged like a small hill.
"Senior, it seems that this junior can't go back with you. These things are too important. This junior needs to send them back to the sect first." Looking at the two-meter-tall bag in front of him, Zhiqiu was both excited and distressed.
"It's not easy for you to travel like this. How about this, leave these things with me first, and you can go to the nearest town with me. You can also get a big carriage to make it easier to travel," Ye Xuan said after thinking for a moment.
"Alright, then I'll have to trouble you, senior." Zhiqiu thought about Ye Xuan's suggestion and nodded.
Seeing that Zhiqiu had no objections, Ye Xuan shifted his consciousness and stored the entire bag into his storage space.
"Alright, let's go!" After putting away the things, Ye Xuan pulled Zhiqiu over, then changed the spell, and the clouds under his feet evaporated. They quickly left the Cihang Hall.
As mentioned before, Ye Xuan found a small town nearby and dropped Zhiqiu off. He took a voice transmission talisman made by the Kunlun Sect and left alone.
Voice transmission talismans were a means of communication in the world of cultivation. In fact, it was not much different from the pager in modern society. Both needed to know the voice transmission talisman made by the other party to be able to contact the other party.
This kind of voice transmission talisman was very simple and crude. It could only transmit some relatively simple messages, and it could only be transmitted within a range of 10,000 kilometers. In addition, it would take two hours for the transmission to be received. This was like a signal delay, and it was very inconvenient.
In addition to the voice transmission talisman, in the world of cultivation, a slightly more advanced method was the flying sword. It was said to travel ten thousand miles in an instant, and it could transmit some relatively urgent matters. As long as the message was within ten thousand miles, it would usually be received in less than five minutes. It could be regarded as an instant communication in the world of cultivation.
However, to use the flying sword, one had to be at least at the Void Return stage. Ordinary cultivators would not be able to use it at all.
Of course, if this advanced method of communication was compared to modern mobile phones, it was simply too weak. There was no comparison at all.
Although Ye Xuan had always thought it was the development of science and technology that had led to the deterioration of the Earth's environment and the exhaustion of the Spirit Qi, he had to admit that sometimes the popularization of science and technology was better than cultivation, at least for now.
Perhaps there were two sides to everything, and there were advantages and disadvantages.
After leaving Zhiqiu, Ye Xuan did not immediately return to Jinhua County. Instead, he found a place in the barren mountains and first scanned the surroundings with his divine mind. After making sure that there was no one around, his mind moved. "Go back!"
The next moment, Ye Xuan felt dizzy, and his entire body seemed to have been transported in time and space. When he looked again, he was already seeing the ceiling of the Korean villa.
After becoming the Son of the Dimension, Ye Xuan could directly travel between the real world and the Dream World through the connection with the Dream World, and did not need to go through the virtual space.
After calming himself down and looking at the time, Ye Xuan found that it was not even one o 'clock in the morning. The main thing was that after he became the Son of the Dimension, the time in the two worlds began to synchronize. Otherwise, if he had calculated according to the original time, he would only have been in the Dream World for a few days.
After looking at the time, Ye Xuan jumped out of bed, then walked directly out of his bedroom and went to the bedroom next door.
There was no one in the bedroom, only a small nest made of wood on the bed. A white rabbit was curled up in the small nest. It was Hei Dou.
Looking at the still unconscious Hei Dou, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, then he walked over and picked her up. With a thought, he once again returned to the barren mountains in the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story". The clouds under his feet rose again, and he flew back in the direction of Shanxi …
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