Chapter 115: Didn't You Go Look for Second Uncle?

Chapter 115: Didn’t You Go Look for Second Uncle?

Xiao Chen pulled the Flying Sword lodged diagonally in the ground. He immediately recognized both Flying Swords as exceptional examples of high-grade magic artifacts.

In terms of value, a single Flying Sword like this was worth nearly five to six thousand spirit stones.

“So why bother fighting over them?”

Shaking his head, Xiao Chen used the mysterious flame from his gourd to incinerate the scene before returning to Lihuo Sect.

“Huh? Is she really that broke?”

After spending an hour examining Wen Shishi’s storage bag, he discovered that—excluding his own six thousand spirit stones—she only had one hundred and twenty-one spirit stones on her.

“At least she’s a Foundation Building cultivator. How could she be this poor?”

Actually, this was quite normal in the cultivation world. For solitary cultivators, any spare spirit stones were usually converted into pills or magic artifacts to boost cultivation. Only disciples from major sects or rare exceptions like Xiao Chen could afford not to worry about every spirit stone.

Besides spirit stones, the only spirit-energy-infused items in her storage bag were six low-grade magic artifact sashes, one mid-grade magic artifact wide-sleeved lotus dress, a storage box, and a small round wooden case inlaid with agate.

Curious, Xiao Chen opened the wooden case. A fragrance of suumu purple jade flowers wafted out, revealing bright purple rouge inside.

“Wait, do cultivators even need makeup?”

As cultivators advanced in realm, their physical appearance naturally improved. Xiao Chen couldn’t fathom why Wen Shishi carried so many different sashes and cosmetics despite her lack of spirit stones.

He picked up the storage box and opened it, finding twelve azure lotus seeds inside.

“These are lotus seeds from the Double-Blossom Azure Lotus?”

After comparing them with an azure lotus, he confirmed they weren’t from the same flower but were genuine azure lotus seeds—top-tier treasures.

Ingesting these seeds could dramatically enhance a cultivator’s comprehension of spells, making cultivation progress much faster. However, for spells like Truth-Seeing Spirit Eye that emphasized gradual accumulation, their effect was minimal. They worked best for insight-dependent techniques like Blazing Crimson Clouds Across the Sky.

Wen Shishi also carried a terrestrial-grade sword cultivation legacy manual. Her sword division art, Flying Sword Technique, and Sword Technique were all spells derived from this legacy. High-grade legacies typically provided comprehensive spells to address various situations, meaning cultivators rarely needed to seek additional techniques elsewhere.

At the end of this legacy was an attached scroll. Xiao Chen unrolled it to reveal six large characters vertically inscribed: Lesser Three Talents Sword Formation Chart.

“Using wind, thunder, and ice swords as the formation base, this array can create an autonomous killing formation. Once activated, it doesn’t require manual control to attack enemies. Its power potency increases with the magic artifact’s grade. If three top-grade magic artifacts are gathered, it can even slay Foundation Building Late Stage cultivators.”

Whether its actual power matched these claims remained uncertain, but the description alone sounded formidable. Most formations required manual control, yet this one—according to the chart—could function autonomously if the Flying Swords were refined together with the formation diagram, even without formation expertise.

“So I still need an ice sword to activate the basic formation.”

Wen Shishi had already obtained wind and thunder swords, suggesting she was actively collecting the set but hadn’t completed it yet.

“Does Lihuo have such an item?”

Xiao Chen recalled that even water-attribute Flying Swords were rare here, let alone ice-attribute ones. He first considered the Sect Merit Hall but learned they only had mid-grade ice swords. At Lihuo Bazaar’s new Flying Sword workshop, he found only low-grade ice swords—confirming how difficult it was to obtain one.

“Should I check Qianzhu Bazaar?”

As he pondered, Xiao Chen returned to the sect. On the mountain path, he encountered Steward Chen.

“Hey Xiao Chen, you look troubled. Did something happen?”

“Elder Brother Zhi’an, I’m just interested in Flying Swords lately. I need a good ice-attribute one.”

“Ah, ice swords are tough to find.”

Steward Chen scratched his head. “Second Uncle’s back. Haven’t you asked him yet?”

Unlike Xiao Chen, who preferred solving problems alone, Steward Chen immediately thought to seek help.

“Haven’t you approached Second Uncle? Let me ask him for you.”

“No need, Elder Brother Zhi’an. I’ll handle it myself.”

Xiao Chen felt slightly embarrassed. He wasn’t accustomed to seeking elders’ help directly.

At the weapon forging hall, the duty disciple recognized him immediately, allowing entry without formalities.

Inside the back hall, Chen Tianfeng sat holding a letter, deep in thought. He looked up as Xiao Chen entered.

“Oh, it’s you. Here for magic artifacts?”

Xiao Chen hesitated—was this just polite small talk?

Chen Tianfeng poured spirit tea from a pot. “Try this premium brew.”

Xiao Chen sipped it. Though no connoisseur, he noted the spiritual energy was weaker than last time’s tea.

“Ahem, Senior, does the forging hall have any high-grade ice-attribute Flying Swords?”

“Hmm, ice-attribute Flying Swords.”

Chen Tianfeng shook his head. “No water spirit mines exist in Lihuo, let alone ice-attribute ones.”

So even raw materials were unavailable.

“If you really need one, I can write Lingyuan Sect for help. But even if they have one, delivery might take time.”

Xiao Chen immediately replied, “Thank you, Senior. I’ll take any grade—price isn’t an issue.”

Chen Tianfeng waved him off. “Don’t worry about costs. Since you don’t care about design, I’ll order one immediately. A spirit mine shipment arrives next month.”

He paused, lowering his voice. “But Lingyuan Sect is currently at war with the Divine Flame Cult. Delivery might be delayed.”

Xiao Chen inhaled sharply upon seeing the letter’s “Lingyuan Sect” inscription.

“I understand.”

Knocks interrupted their conversation. A disciple entered.

“Elder Chen, the Sect Leader requests your presence.”

Noticing Xiao Chen, he added, “Oh, Manager Xiao, the Sect Leader wants you too.”

(End of Chapter)

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