Chapter 60
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Chapter 60: The Jar of the Protagonist
After Xu Fan shared his thoughts, the spark of inspiration in Sha Diao’s eyes nearly blinded him.
Is this what it looks like when someone is filled with light?
“Junior Brother Xu, with your suggestions, our communication artifact can truly connect with all the cultivators in Xiangzhou,” Sha Diao said, looking at Xu Fan. He was also using the first-generation communication artifact, and although it felt off, he couldn’t quite pinpoint why.
“Additionally, I think we should change the shape of the communication artifact.”
Xu Fan cast a light shadow technique, revealing the most classic device from his past life in front of Sha Diao.
“This shape seems like it was made specifically for communication artifacts. How did you come up with it?” Sha Diao said, a bit excited. He had always felt that the round shape of the artifact lacked masculinity, not suiting the style of a steel artifact master.
“Haha, I just thought of it,” Xu Fan laughed. It was still just a functional device, but future advancements would gradually come.
“Junior Brother Xu, your ideas shouldn’t go unrewarded. I’ll go ask Master for a reward; wait for me!” Sha Diao said and abruptly ended the call, likely to discuss modifications with his master.
“Should I tell them about the concept of call fees? It seems they aren’t thinking about earning spirit stones,” Xu Fan pondered, stroking his chin. After thinking it over, he decided not to interfere, especially since he hadn’t received any patent fees for the communication artifact, despite the world not having such a concept yet.
After chatting with Brother Sha, Xu Fan got up and went into the hidden room beneath his courtyard. No one else had ever been in this place except for him.
It was a nearly two hundred square meter room, and the light technique at the top illuminated it like daylight.
Most of the room was filled with a miniature virtual city, towering skyscrapers above, bustling streets with heavy traffic, and crowds representing the city’s prosperity.
Unlike before, the vehicles in the city now moved along the streets autonomously, and even airliners flew in the sky. Xu Fan had crafted all these after becoming an artifact master.
As Xu Fan gazed at the virtual city, he fell into reminiscing. He had been in this world for 14 years, and rather than fading, memories of his past life grew stronger with time, making him yearn for it more.
Every so often, Xu Fan would come to take a look, adding new elements to the virtual city based on his memories.
‘Boom!’ A burst of flames emerged.
Xu Fan casually tossed a few pieces of spirit iron ore into the flames, beginning the crafting of models.
Before long, a few luxury cars, well-known from his past life, appeared in mid-air. As Xu Fan infused them with a few runes, the miniature vehicles seemed to come to life.
He placed the cars on the virtual city’s roads, and they began to drive by themselves.
“I’m being a bit dramatic; anything is possible in this world. I’ll go back eventually; there’s no need to rush now.”
As Xu Fan spoke, he left the hidden room, sensing that someone was approaching.
Just as he exited, the alarm of the protective barrier rang.
The person entering was the last one Xu Fan wanted to see: the protagonist Ye Xiaoyao. Ever since Wang Yulun accidentally revealed that he was an artifact master, Xu Fan’s previously comfortable life had been disrupted.
“Little Fan, this time you have to help your big brother. I still need 36 second-tier precious artifact flying swords to complete my Sword Cloud Soaring Dragon formation.”
“Please take some time to help me out; recently, I can’t even defeat anyone at the Nascent Soul Stage. You have to help me,” Ye Xiaoyao said, trying to sweet-talk him.
As a Golden Core cultivator without an artifact master buddy, he had been feeling quite restricted. The swordsmanship taught by his grandfather was part of the sword formation lineage, the most powerful of all sword cultivators, and it relied heavily on controlling the number of flying swords.
In the early stages of the sword formation lineage, there was a drawback: the flying swords needed to have matching power and attributes, preferably custom-made.
After hitting the Golden Core Stage, Ye Xiaoyao discovered an awkward truth: most artifact masters who could craft precious artifacts were prized students of the sect, each with their own missions. When he finally managed to find a qualified artifact master, hearing that he needed more than thirty flying swords to craft, they all declined.
Since he had spent most of his spirit stones on flying swords, Ye Xiaoyao was now broke. When he learned that Xu Fan was an artifact master, he was overjoyed, feeling that he had secured a future for his flying swords.
“Brother Ye, helping you craft 36 second-tier precious artifact flying swords of six different attributes is already a big task. What’s more, the main swords must be made of the same material; this is really tough work.” Xu Fan shook his head.
Ye Xiaoyao’s request wasn’t too difficult, but the key point was that he wanted to get everything for free, which frustrated Xu Fan. The last time Ye Xiaoyao suffered significant losses, he didn’t offer any compensation, and now he wanted to take advantage of Xu Fan again.
Xu Fan felt insulted, thinking the protagonist was becoming increasingly shameless. Once a straightforward protagonist, Ye Xiaoyao seemed to have lost his integrity after gaining his golden finger from his grandfather. Xu Fan missed the days when the protagonist put him first.
At that moment, Ye Xiaoyao’s face showed a troubled expression; he felt a bit embarrassed asking for a favor without compensation.
“Come on, do you still want to practice the Sword Cloud Soaring Dragon formation? Do you still want to defeat that Nascent Soul Old Silver Coin?”
“Cultivators should be indifferent to everything, what does face matter? Can it be eaten?”
“Besides, after I help you, ascending to the Immortal Realm will be a small issue. Are you worried you won’t be able to repay your brother?”
Ye Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and took out a jar he found in some ruins. According to Old Sword, it contained valuable items, which he could access once he reached the Nascent Soul Stage.
“Little Fan, I won’t let you work for nothing; this is a treasure I found in a ruin. It should be important, and now it belongs to you,” Ye Xiaoyao said reluctantly.
“Brother Ye, that’s too much; in that case, just leave those 36 second-tier precious artifact flying swords to me.”
“I’ll give you a list soon; you can purchase the spirit ore materials according to it.”
Xu Fan naturally accepted the jar, his eyes sparkling with excitement. From the moment it was presented, he knew it was special. Just the sight of the dense runes and formations on the jar made it worth Xu Fan’s effort.
“Sigh, it seems you still haven’t learned the essence of socializing in the cultivation world. Conversely, your brother has you firmly in his grasp.”
A voice echoed in Ye Xiaoyao’s mind.
If Xu Fan knew this, he would probably explode; how could they still preach their philosophical nonsense while taking advantage?
Moreover, wasn’t the first time they met a complete disaster for him?
“Brother Ye, you should head back now. I’ll inform you tomorrow about which spirit ore materials to buy.”
Xu Fan had already had a contingency plan in mind, but mentioning it now would seem a bit too forceful.
