Chapter 142: Creating a Middle Grade Spirit Tool

Chapter 142: Creating a Middle Grade Spirit Tool

"what?"

Jiang Xian in the middle stage of the True Spirit Realm widened his eyes and looked like he couldn't believe it. Even he couldn't guarantee that he would win with one against five.

However, Ye Xuan could easily defeat the five people.

This is not at all the speed that a true spirit realm can have in the early stage!

The five people under the ring were all stunned, and they all began to wonder if their strength was paper-strapped, otherwise why would they be so vulnerable?

"General Ye wins!" Yue Shan announced on the side.

At this time, Ye Xuan, who had returned to his original position, suddenly turned around, faced Jiang Xian, clasped his fists and said, "Deputy Commander Jiang, can you dare to fight?"

From the very beginning, Ye Xuan wanted to beat this Jiang Xian, because this Jiang Xian, like Deng Yang, the son of the Nanlin County King, looked at him with contempt.

What happened to the country people, the country people can't be officials?

But what Ye Xuan didn't expect was that this Jiang Xian was a coward. After seeing his strength, he was so cowardly that he didn't dare to speak.

"General Ye is strong, then the second place is yours." Zhao Chongguang smiled, but his eyes seemed to be saying to Ye Xuan, "Save some face for others!"

"Aiqings, the third place has not yet been decided, do you still want to continue?" Zhao Chongguang turned his head and asked again.

What he means is that if someone disagrees with Jiang Xian, they can come up and fight.

However, these people were even more cowardly than Jiang Xian, and hurriedly shook their heads.

In this way, three places have been set.

The scene of Fang Cai was also seen by the civil and military officials and the people outside the imperial city. Now, Ye Xuan, the general of the township, can be regarded as worthy of the name, and the world has praised the emperor for his vision.

Then, they returned to the imperial city.

Yue Shan took Jiang Xian and a few to leave the empty mirror, while Ye Xuan was left behind by Zhao Chongguang.

"Ye Xuan, Zhao Pan has already told you the matter." Zhao Chongguang sat on the dragon chair.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Ye Xuan nodded.

"Don't be the emperor, you can call me uncle. Your father is Pan'er's master, and we are a family." Zhao Chongguang looked amiable.

Ye Xuan also pondered for a moment in his heart. It seems that the royal family did not know that Ye Chong was already a powerhouse beyond the realm of the gods. Otherwise, Ye Xuan would have been sacrificed like a god.

"Uncle." Ye Xuan shouted.

"Okay." Zhao Chongguang smiled and said, "I have been paying attention to you from the moment you entered the imperial capital, and I have also watched your every move in the competition. Your strength is probably beyond mine. Imagine, it should be some kind of adventure."

"Yes, uncle." Ye Xuan nodded again.

"If that's the case, then I won't ask any more questions. This time, the battle for the places in Lingxiao Palace will be very important to our Xuanyang Empire in two months. If you can successfully enter Lingxiao Palace, then my Xuanyang Empire will If you have any requirements, you can say whatever." Zhao Chongguang said.

"Even though?"

Ye Xuan's eyes lit up and said with a smile, "I need some materials for forging spirit tools..."

"Ye Xuan, what do you want this for?" Zhao Pan asked in surprise.

"I want to create a spiritual tool." Ye Xuan answered honestly.

Spirit weapon?

Zhao Chongguang and Zhao Pan were both surprised, the former said in surprise: "Spirit tools, there is something in the treasury, if you fancy something, even if you take it away, why do you build it yourself? Besides, you will also build a spiritual tool?"

Ye Xuan hesitated for a moment, then replied, "This, I want to create a mid-grade spiritual weapon."

What?

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Chongguang and Zhao Pan both exclaimed.

"My Xuanyang Empire doesn't even have one, and I'm afraid even the middle-level empire. I went to the high-level empire in person and wanted to buy a middle-grade spirit tool, but I didn't succeed."

Zhao Chongguang asked in disbelief, "Are you sure, you can create it?"

"Uncle, I am 100% sure, as long as there are enough materials." Ye Xuan said solemnly.

Zhao Chongguang is still a little skeptical, because a middle-grade spiritual tool is worth at least 500 low-grade spar, and there must be a channel.

In the Xuanyang Empire, there are only low-grade spirit tool forgers, and there are no middle-grade ones. If one can really get a middle-grade spirit tool, then the strength of the entire empire can be improved by a level.

"Then what materials do you need?" Zhao Chongguang asked dubiously.

"Ten jins of cold light iron, half jins of red gold..." Ye Xuan said more than ten kinds of materials in a row.

Zhao Chongguang also knew that these materials were exactly what he needed to create a spirit tool.

In fact, Ye Xuan magnified these things by 300. In fact, he only needs one third. Just kidding, how could he not cherish such a blackmail opportunity?

Although he now has 800 low-grade spar and more than 10,000 phagocytosis points, if he wants to upgrade his intermediate bloodline to high-level bloodline, he needs at least one million points.

Moreover, the refiner also needs to use the Devour Points to purchase the map, and each refining requires the Devour Points. After careful calculation, he does not earn much.

"Okay, I'll give it to you now." Although Zhao Chongguang was suspicious, these things were a drop in the bucket for him, and he immediately took them out of the Qiankun Ring.

"Uncle, please prepare a forging room for me." Ye Xuan said.

"no problem!"

At the moment, Zhao Chongguang personally took Ye Xuan to the place in the palace that was specially used to make spiritual tools. Then, they just left, leaving Ye Xuan alone.

After the others left, he directly devoured the 800 low-grade spar, leaving none left.

"Ding, the host swallowed 800 low-grade spar and obtained 80,000 swallowing points."

"Ding, the host has broken through to the middle stage of the True Spirit Realm!"

Sure enough, after breaking through to the real spirit realm, the experience value required is too much. Eight hundred low-grade spar can't let him break through to the peak of the real spirit realm, and it is estimated that it is less than half.

But he didn't think too much about it. Now, 90,000 devoured points is enough for him.

He directly spent 50,000 Devour Points to buy a mid-grade spiritual artifact called the Cold Light Sword.

As his thoughts moved, some of the spiritual tool materials in the Devouring Space disappeared, and at the same time, 20,000 Devour Points were deducted, which was the cost of construction.

"Successful forging of the mid-grade spiritual weapon, the Cold Light Sword!"

The system prompt sounded, and Ye Xuan's devouring space added a sword that glowed with icy cold light.

"I only used 100 of the materials of 300 low-grade spar. I will go out later and sell my uncle's friendship price of 500 low-grade spar. I also earned 400 spar, haha, the upgrade is just around the corner."

Ye Xuan couldn't help laughing.

It would take a day or two to build a mid-grade spirit tool, even for a professional spirit-level blacksmith.

However, Ye Xuan stayed inside for more than an hour before walking out.