Chapter 62
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Chapter 62: Pawning
Wang Yulun left with excitement, clutching the jade slip.
Xu Fan looked at the swaying figure in the sky and said, “That should count as drunk flying.”
Back in the room, he found Xu Yuexian had already prepared a basin of foot-soaking water.
“Yuexian, now that we’re cultivating, soaking our feet isn’t really necessary,” Xu Fan remarked, glancing at the basin.
“This time is different; I’ve added many spiritual herbs into it.”
“Master, soaking will be beneficial for the meridians in your body,” Xu Yuexian said with a smile.
“You’re thoughtful.”
The next day, before Xu Gang and Xu Yuexian went out on a mission, Xu Fan gave each of them an Electromagnetic No. 1 spear, telling them to find an opportunity to test its power.
After they left, Xu Fan took out the Spirit Heart Ore from yesterday and also retrieved a Golden Core Stage giant snake puppet, beginning to ponder how to modify the Golden Core puppet.
Xu Fan had never been satisfied with the puppets he crafted; they always felt stiff in operation. Although they were powerful, they lacked combat awareness, making them scraps in battle, even with soul iron added.
“Suddenly, I feel a bit reluctant to use such precious Spirit Heart Ore. What if I can’t find more later? After all, puppets are consumable items in critical moments,” Xu Fan said while habitually stroking his chin.
“Maybe I should save it for later, until I have an even more impressive puppet.”
Just then, a flash of inspiration struck Xu Fan’s mind, illuminating it with wisdom.
“I’m so foolish! Why didn’t I think of creating a puppet that can control other puppets?” Xu Fan exclaimed, feeling suddenly smarter.
After receiving a large piece of soul iron from Wang Yulun, Xu Fan had this idea. However, he later realized the soul iron fell short of his requirements; according to the terms of his previous life, it was insufficient memory capacity.
“I’m truly a genius,” Xu Fan honestly assessed himself.
Immediately, Xu Fan sliced off a small piece of Spirit Heart Ore and began experimenting.
He took out a Foundation Establishment Stage Mighty Ape puppet, which stood four meters tall with its powerful arms striking the ground, making it seem impressively grand.
The puppet excelled in combat by using wooden sticks and giant rocks to strike enemies. Xu Fan equipped the Mighty Ape puppet with heavy armor and spiked clubs, making it look fiercely brutal. This puppet was the main output and meat shield of Xu Fan’s puppet army.
Holding the small piece of Spirit Heart Ore, Xu Fan began inputting his own combat experience into it and then directly infused it into the Mighty Ape’s spiritual energy core.
As the Mighty Ape absorbed the Spirit Heart Ore, it surprisingly stretched as if awakening from a slumber.
Xu Fan then applied the same method to a wolf-shaped Foundation Establishment puppet.
“Let’s begin! You two fight, and let me see how it performs,” Xu Fan commanded the two puppets to engage in combat, specially clearing a space for them.
The scene that followed left Xu Fan astounded; the two puppets faced off, both searching for each other’s weaknesses.
With a flash of a phantom, the wolf puppet launched the first attack.
Xu Fan watched in awe as the classic battle unfolded between man and beast, ultimately leading to the heavily armored Mighty Ape triumphing.
“This small piece of Spirit Heart Ore allows the puppet to reach 50% of my combat level.”
“That’s more than enough,” Xu Fan considered the large piece of Spirit Heart Ore, but then another issue arose: Should he use it to control the puppet directly or forge it into a magical treasure?
According to Xu Fan’s plans, if he were to complete his envisioned central control puppet, it would require at least half of the Spirit Heart Ore, which he was hesitant about.
Just as Xu Fan was caught in his dilemma, the sound of the protective barrier bell rang, and Wang Yulun walked in with a smile.
“I’ve gathered the materials,” Wang Yulun said. Ever since the last time the fox demon possessed him, he had been on a long pursuit to win back his love, with the family’s finances entirely controlled by Murong Qianer.
“Hmm, the spirit stones that Qian’er gave me seem to be bringing me closer to her forgiveness,” Wang Yulun said with a smile. After more than a year of effort, he was finally close to winning Murong Qianer’s forgiveness. He might even get to sleep in her room tonight.
“Don’t celebrate too soon. I remember that over 200,000 kilometers north of Que Tian Gate is the territory of Baihua Sect,” Xu Fan said with a sly smile.
“What do you mean, Big Brother Xu?” Wang Yulun asked in confusion.
“I’ve heard that the female disciples of Baihua Sect really like handsome disciples from famous sects. If they see someone they like, regardless of whether he has a family, they’ll find a way to take him to bed,” Xu Fan continued.
“I already know about this. Recently, a talented disciple from our Que Tian Gate fell for it and hasn’t returned yet. It’s said that an inner sect elder personally went to Baihua Sect for an explanation.”
“I heard he almost didn’t make it back,” Wang Yulun gossiped.
“You still don’t get what I’m saying? Let me be blunt: don’t go there anytime soon.”
“If you really must go, remember to protect yourself,” Xu Fan said, giving Wang Yulun a knowing look.
“I understand,” Wang Yulun replied lightly, thinking it couldn’t be that coincidental.
“Alright, I’ve said what I needed to say. Come back in a month to get your Spiritual Energy Armor,” Xu Fan said, taking the storage bag from Wang Yulun and waving him off to focus on his own matters.
As soon as Wang Yulun returned to the inner sect, he received a message from his master and hurried over.
He arrived at a cave dwelling that looked quite heavenly and walked straight inside.
“Greetings, Master,” Wang Yulun said respectfully to the middle-aged man in white, who was watering flowers.
“You’re here. There’s something I need you to take care of,” the man said.
“In a month and a half, our sect will hold an exchange meeting with Baihua Sect at their location.”
“As an outstanding disciple in the Foundation Establishment Stage, I recommend you to go,” the man said lightly, clearly pleased with his youngest disciple.
Wang Yulun recalled Xu Fan’s warning, feeling a bit hesitant.
“Just say what you need to say. If you perform well this time, the sect leader will personally reward you.”
“Master, is it possible for me not to go?” Wang Yulun asked, now firmly believing Xu Fan’s words.
“No, you must go. You’re the only disciple I have who is presentable. Do you want to lose face for your master?” the man said, his tone stern.
“………..”
“Master, I do have a family. Isn’t it a bit dangerous for me to go?” Wang Yulun cautiously replied.
The man in white looked Wang Yulun over carefully and nodded, “With your appearance, it is indeed a bit dangerous to go.”
“Don’t worry. Before you leave, I’ll use a disguise technique to make you look a bit worse.” The man felt that he had come up with a brilliant idea.
Wang Yulun thought for a moment and agreed, feeling there was no big issue.
At that moment, Xu Fan was feeling frustrated while looking at Ye Xiaoyao.
“Brother Ye, I’ve already minimized the cost of these artifact crafting materials. If I cut it down any further, we can only make magical treasures,” Xu Fan said, feeling vexed.
“Senior Brother Xu, can you come up with a solution? The total for these materials is 1 million spirit stones,” Ye Xiaoyao replied. Although he was prepared, he was still shocked to see the list—the value of these materials far surpassed his expectations.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen such a broke protagonist like you. Where have all your fortunes and opportunities gone?”
“Brother Ye, you’ve been at Wan Jian Peak for years. Didn’t you save any money?” Xu Fan asked in confusion, thinking a Golden Core stage cultivator shouldn’t be this poor.
Ye Xiaoyao felt a bit frustrated. While he earned spirit stones quickly, Old Sword required a lot of resources for recovery, and he had six main swords and twelve sub-swords to upgrade. All of these sucked his spirit stones like a bottomless pit.
“I really am financially embarrassed,” Ye Xiaoyao reflected, wondering if he was just too poor.
Xu Fan sighed, “If Brother Ye has time, you should go out more; you might encounter some good fortune.”
At that moment, Ye Xiaoyao recalled the Nascent Soul stage Old Silver Coin who had ambushed him and gritted his teeth, saying, “Little Fan, give me three days.”
With that, he resolutely left.
“Has he figured it out and humbled himself before life?” Xu Fan mused as he watched Ye Xiaoyao leave.
In Wan Baoge, Ye Xiaoyao was pained as he pawned his usable and unusable treasures.
“This is really embarrassing. When I go to Tianhong Great Thousand World, I hope nobody knows I’m a disciple of the Sky Sword Immortal Emperor.”
“To think I’m so broke I have to pawn off my treasures, truly……………”
“If you say one more word, I’ll stop all your resources,” Ye Xiaoyao silently fumed.
“If it weren’t for that requirement to learn the sword formation, would I be this poor?!”
