Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

"Moreover..."

"Using this Flood Dragon Corpse as the main material, the other auxiliary materials cannot be lacking either."

"The auxiliary materials required are all quite costly."

Huang Lingshan nodded, "I understand."

"Regarding the compensation, how does Fellow Daoist Zhang plan to charge?"

Zhang Qingjing pondered for a moment and said, "In artifact refining, it is customary to charge ten percent of the final product’s value as remuneration."

"I estimate that this Flood Dragon Corpse can ultimately be refined into at least two Superior Middle Grade Magical Robes, and one Magical Artifact infinitely close to Upper Grade."

"Fellow Daoist Lingshan should be aware of the market value of such Magical Artifacts."

"As for the final compensation, it ultimately depends on the specific quality of the final product."

Upon hearing this, Huang Lingshan sighed slightly.

The artifact refining level in all of Danzhou is actually not very high, which results in exorbitant prices for Magical Robes and Magical Artifacts in the market.

A regular Middle Grade Magical Robe often sells for over a thousand Spirit Crystals.

If it’s of superior quality, the price could be doubled or even tripled.

Although Magical Artifacts are not as exorbitant as Magical Robes, a Middle Grade high-quality Magical Artifact can also reach prices of over a thousand Spirit Crystals.

Calculating this way, just the compensation required could be several hundred or even over a thousand Spirit Crystals.

This doesn’t even include other auxiliary materials.

Shen Wen’an didn’t know that the large number of Spirit Crystals and supplies his family harvested might not even cover the compensation for refining the Magical Artifact.

Seeing Huang Lingshan silent, Shen Wen’an guessed that refining this Flood Dragon Corpse into Magical Robes and Magical Artifacts would require a substantial amount of Spirit Crystals.

"Senior Sister, maybe... we should just forget it."

He originally came to ask for Huang Lingshan’s help in finding an Artifact Refining Master, using parts of the Flood Dragon Corpse’s scale hide and bones as compensation and auxiliary materials, which could also refine quite a few Magical Robes and Magical Artifacts.

Who would have thought that the hundred-long Flood Dragon Corpse could only be refined into two or three Magical Robes and one or two Magical Artifacts?

With this calculation, excluding the auxiliary materials and artifact refining compensation, they might end up with only one Magical Robe and one Magical Artifact.

Huang Lingshan, being a Golden Core Realm Sword Immortal, might be able to take out so many Spirit Crystals.

But Shen Wen’an did not want to owe such a huge favor.

"Taking out several thousand Spirit Crystals at once would be a hefty burden even for a Golden Core Realm Cultivator."

"Is this Flood Dragon Corpse yours, young friend?"

Zhang Qingjing heard the implication in Shen Wen’an’s words and suddenly asked.

Shen Wen’an took a glance at Huang Lingshan and decided not to hide it.

He nodded directly and acknowledged it.

At present, with that Old Man with a Conical Hat guarding the Danzhou Barrier, even if Celestial Monarch Mountain knew the Flood Dragon Corpse was his, they absolutely wouldn’t dare to send people to seize it.

And in Danzhou, with Huang Lingshan present, as long as Celestial Monarch Mountain didn’t want to go to war with the Cyan Ruo Sword House head-on, they certainly wouldn’t make a move to snatch it.

Seeing this, Zhang Qingjing, after some deep thought, asked, "If I may be so bold, have you perhaps cultivated the Wisdom Sword, young friend?"

Hearing these words, Shen Wen’an frowned immediately, with a flash of coldness in his eyes.

Huang Lingshan was also drawn by these words, glancing at Zhang Qingjing and then at Shen Wen’an, with some confusion in her eyes.

She had also heard of the Soul-Slaying Sword secret skill of Celestial Monarch Mountain, knowing that the current disciples of Celestial Monarch Mountain could not unleash the full power of the Soul-Slaying Sword because they were unable to cultivate the Wisdom Sword.

Although she did not know how Shen Wen’an managed to cultivate the Wisdom Sword,

since Zhang Qingjing had discovered it, Celestial Monarch Mountain would likely not let it rest.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, be careful not to misjudge."

However, Huang Lingshan said coldly as Zhang Qingjing gazed fixedly at Shen Wen’an.

The situation was tense, and Zhang Qingjing, realizing that his eagerness had caused a misunderstanding, immediately smiled and said, "There’s no need for alarm; in my Celestial Monarch Mountain, no matter how much we covet the method of cultivating the Wisdom Sword, we certainly wouldn’t resort to despicable acts."

"Sensing the aura of the Wisdom Sword on the young friend, I inquired boldly, merely seeking confirmation."

Upon hearing this, Shen Wen’an contemplated for a few moments and nodded slightly.

He was, in fact, very surprised, not expecting anyone to be able to detect the aura of the Wisdom Sword without him actively using it.

Seeing his admission, Zhang Qingjing was overjoyed in his heart.

He had feared it might be his illusion.

"I wonder if the young friend could summon that Wisdom Sword for an old man to behold?"

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Zhang Qingjing cautiously asked.

Shen Wen’an did not speak but glanced at Huang Lingshan.

Huang Lingshan thought for a moment and then smiled, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, this request seems a bit excessive."

Zhang Qingjing gave an embarrassed smile, realizing himself as rather too forward.

"However, if you agree to waive the compensation for artifact refining, then showing you the Wisdom Sword might not be impossible."

Shen Wen’an was somewhat stunned by these words, and just as he was about to speak, Zhang Qingjing hesitated for just a moment before gritting his teeth and said:

"I agree!"

Though the compensation for refining could be one or two thousand Spirit Crystals,

as long as he could confirm that Shen Wen’an’s Wisdom Sword was the same as that cultivated by the Soul-Slaying Sword secret skill, Celestial Monarch Mountain might complete the secret skill and restore the glory of the Soul-Slaying Sword.

After all, the secret skill was a core legacy of Celestial Monarch Mountain, and if it could be completed, it’s worth more than just a thousand or two Spirit Crystals, even worth ten or twenty thousand.

Seeing him agree so readily,

Huang Lingshan suddenly felt that her asking price was still too low.

However, letting him have a glance shouldn’t pose any problems.

"Wen’an, it’s not a loss for a thousand or two Spirit Crystals to let him have a look."

Huang Lingshan transmitted in a firm voice.

Shen Wen’an was quite surprised upon hearing this.

He didn’t expect that just the compensation for refining the Magical Artifact would require one or two thousand Spirit Crystals.

Without further hesitation, he immediately activated the Sword Bone Magical Sword.

A milky-white light illuminated on his forehead, and a jade-like three-inch small sword suddenly floated before his brow.

Feeling the aura of the Wisdom Sword, Zhang Qingjing’s beard and hair trembled with excitement, and his eyes even welled with tears.

"Wisdom Sword..."

"It truly has the aura of the Wisdom Sword..."

As he murmured in excitement, Shen Wen’an withdrew the Wisdom Sword.

Standing nearby, Huang Lingshan also appeared to be in deep thought as she watched the magical sword disappear from his forehead.

When Zhang Qingjing saw the disappearance of the Wisdom Sword, he had to suppress his excitement

and with anticipation and fervor in his eyes, he cupped his hands towards Shen Wen’an, "To be frank, young friend, Celestial Monarch Mountain has a core secret skill passed down for countless years, but we lost the method to condense the Wisdom Sword."

"Would young friend be willing to share this method with Celestial Monarch Mountain? We can negotiate a price."

Meeting Zhang Qingjing’s nearly pleading gaze, Shen Wen’an looked toward Huang Lingshan.

The Wisdom Sword he cultivated was achieved after comprehending the secret technique "Guardian Sword Bone."

The method of condensing the Wisdom Sword could indeed be separated.

However, without the support of the Sword Bone, a Wisdom Sword condensed purely by the Power of the Divine Soul might be significantly diminished in power.

He couldn’t ascertain whether it would meet the requirements of Celestial Monarch Mountain.

This uncertainty also made it difficult to determine the value of sharing the method to condense the Wisdom Sword.

Huang Lingshan frowned in thought.

She had recently observed the so-called "Wisdom Sword" closely and knew it was a secret technique capable of severing an enemy’s Divine Spirit.

But the specific power was not apparent to her.

Meeting Shen Wen’an’s pleading gaze, Huang Lingshan pondered briefly, and suddenly an idea emerged in her mind.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang should understand that the value of such a secret technique is hard to measure merely with Spirit Crystals."

"If Celestial Monarch Mountain is sincerely seeking this, I will propose a condition on behalf of Junior Brother Wen’an."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingjing promptly cupped his hands, "Please speak, Fellow Daoist Lingshan."

Huang Lingshan said solemnly, "Exchange a secret technique for a secret technique."

"A trade of the Soul-Slaying Sword secret technique from Celestial Monarch Mountain for Junior Brother Wen’an’s method to condense the Wisdom Sword, how about it?"

Hearing these words, Zhang Qingjing fell silent.