Bones could be used to craft weapons, blood could be used to make blood ink, and skin could be used to weave armor. Although they didn't have the most precious materials, just the remains of these corpses were very good materials. A single material could be sold at a high price in an auction, and Angor only paid a small amount of demon coins for it.
Canaan looked at Angor as if saying "you're losing money". However, Angor did some calculations himself. Apart from the extremely special Abyss materials that were hard to find in the wizarding world, demon coins might be the best way to maximize his profit.
Canaan was unable to purchase special Abyssal materials, but Canaan was able to easily obtain the remains of magical creatures that were of little use to Demons.
Angor checked the pile of monster remains in the yard. There were 23 of them in total, and Canaan only spent less than 6,000 demon coins to buy them.
Canaan thought she was losing money, but when she saw the delighted look on the shopkeeper's face, she didn't want to think too much about it. Anyway, the shopkeeper was spending his own money to buy what he liked. It wasn't a big deal anyway.
"Are there any more outside? Can I buy more? "While checking the materials, he couldn't help but ask Canaan greedily.
"Demons rarely hunt such high-level monsters. First of all, there aren't many of them, and second of all, they don't have any special needs to hunt them. So, this is all we can buy. " Canaan sighed. He had traveled all over Rasudran and only managed to buy these twenty-three demon corpses.
Angor was a little disappointed to hear Canaan's words, but he was still satisfied.
If he were to sell the corpses of the demonic creatures in front of him at an auction, they would definitely be worth more than 10,000,000 magical crystals.
Wizard-level monsters were rare, after all. If someone wanted to get so many monster remains at once, they would probably have to go to Demon Citadel.
"You can't buy monster remains outside, but some demons should have some in their private pockets," Canaan mumbled. Angor pondered for a moment.
Angor cleaned up the yard, removed the useless parts, and put them into his bracelet.
Among them, bones, skin, and tendons were easier to preserve. After processing, they could be directly placed into the bracelet. However, he did not have a suitable container to store his blood and organs.
Fortunately, he thought of something.
He took out a teardrop-shaped light blue crystal from his bracelet. The scientific name of this thing was' Aggregation of the Essence of the Water of Nether Float '. In layman's terms, it was Prapa's tear.
Previously, Prapa, who had the bloodline of the Little Demon You Fu, had come to their shop. No one knew what he was thinking, but he was so scared that he cried. The tears that flowed out of his eyes turned into these crystals.
According to Fafnir, the Nether Floating Water had the function of "preserving freshness and enhancing flavor", and the essence of the Nether Floating Water was even more effective. He didn't want to waste anything, so he collected all the blue crystals.
Originally, he wanted to use it to exchange for something when he met a Gourmet Adept in the future, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.
The condensation of the essence of Nether Floating Water could produce a pool of Nether Floating Water the size of a small pond.
Angor only used about half of the blue crystal to preserve the remaining blood and organs. The effect was even better than he expected.
He put all the materials into his bracelet in a good mood, then happily ran to the door and added another wooden board under the shop's rules.
[If you don't have demon coins to pay, you can use the corpses of high-level monsters. ]
According to Canaan, the shop was out of stock, but the demons might have some, so Angor decided to use the booklet. Demon coins did not have much purchasing power in the outside world. However, the corpses of wizard-level monsters, even if only their skeletons were left, were still very valuable.
When Angor lured the three monsters out of Shadow Cave, the Overwatch Base sent so many wizards to hunt them. They all wanted to get a share of the loot.
But now, Angor did not need to do anything. He could use a small amount of demon coins to buy the materials that the wizards were so eager for.
He now somewhat understood why adepts loved to conquer barren planes, especially high-energy worlds. The price difference between "other people's arsenic" and "other people's honey" was crazy. It was only because there were so many people in the business of reselling time and space.
After adding the new rule, Canaan asked curiously, "When will we reopen the shop, Mister?"
Angor received two groups of customers in the morning, so he closed the shop and told Canaan that he needed to rest. Canaan was also sent out to buy materials. She had rested for almost three hours now, so she wondered if the shop would reopen today.
"We'll reopen in a moment!" Angor pointed at the new rule and spoke to Canaan with a serious look, "Remember to tell our guests about this rule when they come. We'll take the monster corpses first. Got it?"
Canaan was a little surprised. She still nodded. "Okay."
"Don't worry. You won't lose anything." Angor took out a small pouch containing fifty demon coins from his bracelet and tossed it to Canaan. "Here's the money for running errands for me."
Canaan weighed the pouch and her delicate eyebrows curved into two crescents. The money was equivalent to her salary for a whole season. Sure enough, choosing to work here was the right decision!
Angor asked Canaan to clean up the yard so they could reopen the shop. Angor went back to the attic. While Canaan was busy receiving customers, he decided to study the parchment that recorded the method of making a Fire Relayer.
After all, once he got the Fire Relayer fragment, he would have to prepare to make a Fire Relayer.
Angor wanted to slack off a while ago, so he secretly asked Nightclub Master if he could let Night make the Fire Relayer for him. Night's reply was, "I've never refined a Fire Relaying Stone before."
Night knew how to make a Fire Relayer, but it did not need to do it. Nor was it interested.
Besides, according to the parchment, even the Fire Demon did not have a high success rate. Angor decided to do it himself. At least the alchemy method on the parchment would greatly improve the success rate.
About an hour later, the wind chimes hanging in the yard began to chime.
"So fast?" Angor muttered to himself as he walked down the stairs.
When he reached the first floor, he did not see Canaan. Instead, he saw a female demon sitting in front of a round table with her head lowered.
The female demon was completely naked. On her smooth back, there was something that looked like a bone or a pipe that curled up to the top of her head. This coiled 'pipe' even tied up the demon's light pink hair into a very unique hairstyle.
Angor looked around. She was the only demon in the shop, and there were only a few customers sitting in the yard. It did not look like the shop was full at all.
"What's Canaan doing? Didn't she say she'd call me when there are thirty?" Angor walked to the yard in confusion.
When he was halfway there, he heard a seductive voice. "I'm curious. As an emissary of Oderklas who carries the will of fire, why are you doing business with water-type demons?"
Angor was surprised. It was not the voice that stopped him. Instead, he felt a warm, moist breeze on the back of his neck. It was as if someone was breathing on his neck.
With a cool fragrance, a smooth and slender hand slowly climbed up from his shoulder. The other hand was like a boneless snake, reaching out from the other side of his waist.
A strand of pink hair cascaded down from his shoulder, which told him that it was the female demon he saw earlier.
Angor struggled out of instinct, but the woman only tightened her hold on him.
"Such a nice body. I like it." A warm breeze with a strange aroma brushed against Angor's earlobe.
Angor did not feel anything, but his cheeks began to burn.
The female demon giggled and stuck out her tongue as if she wanted to lick Angor's earlobe. Angor, on the other hand, could not move.
However, before her soft tongue could touch his earlobe, a cold snort came.
Fafnir's angry voice followed. "The mark of Oderklas shall not be tarnished by a lowly succubus like you!"
As soon as he finished his words, he felt someone grabbing him and throwing him away.
Angor felt the world spinning around him. When he regained his balance, he found himself on the stairs leading to the yard. Inside the wooden house, Fafnir was staring at the female demon with cold eyes.
Angor finally saw the face of the demon who did this to him.
If Balalaika from the Land of Eternal Rest was seductive from the inside, this pink-haired female demon was more seductive on the surface.
To be honest, he didn't like the demon's facial features at all. There was also a slit in the middle of the demon's forehead, which looked like a mouth with sharp fangs and a soft snake-like tongue sticking out from time to time. Angor did not feel strange at all when combined with the lips and tongue on her forehead. In fact, she looked quite exotic.
Just like the images Angor saw from his hologram tablet, the Asians and Caucasians on Earth had completely different facial styles. Even if Angor had a different sense of beauty because of Jon, he could still tell the difference between different races.
This female demon was the same. She had a different sense of beauty, but Angor could tell that she was one of the prettiest demons in the world. She was completely different from Balalaika's plain face.
"Succubus?" That was what Fafnir called her.
Angor was no stranger to succubi. Back then, Ness almost injected him with the blood of a succubus just so he could study something about gender.
Later, Angor learned from various sources that many witches liked to fuse with the blood of succubi. However, Angor was a little confused. He had seen pictures of succubi before. Most of them had bright red hair, curvaceous bodies, and a sexy black tail with a hint of red on their backs.
But this "succubus" was different. Her body was not even comparable to Fafnir's. She did not have a tail either. She did not even have the typical spiral horns or hoof-like feet.
"Is that really a succubus?"
"Shh." Canaan suddenly showed up beside Angor and shushed him. "Mister, that's a water-type succubus. She's related to several demons from Rasudran. Don't talk bad about her behind her back."
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