Longzang

Chapter 884 The Power of Sacrifice
Three well-equipped witch hunters, their bodies wreathed in black and red karma, entered the courtyard. The leader, a snake-headed witch hunter, flicked out his long tongue, tasting the surroundings, and then said, "The Great Wilderness Craftsman God?"

His gaze swept over Hunter Three and True Steel, and then he heard a voice from below: "Yes, it is Benqiang Witch."

The shaman, who stood a full 1.5 feet tall, lowered his head and strained his unusual eyes for a while before noticing the ugly little shaman who only reached his waist.

This shaman was thin and still, so he was overlooked by the snake-headed shaman.

"You're the Great Wilderness Craftsman God? You're so thin, how long has it been since you've had a proper meal?" The two shamans on either side also stared at Wei Yuan with fierce eyes.

Wei Yuan's face darkened: "My reputation as a sorcerer is based entirely on my strength!"

At this moment, Hunter Trinity finally remembered something and exclaimed, "Hunter Nine?"

Before the snake-headed shaman could speak, the shaman on the left retorted, "Is it your place to call him Hunter Nine?"

Hunter Three One also recognized the witch. Hunter Two Seven and Hunter Three Five had always followed Hunter Nine as his second-in-commands. The three witches specialized in hunting down powerful criminals, and sometimes they also took on performance jobs to kill other witch hunters.

Lie Jiu raised his hand to stop the argument and asked Wei Yuan, "Is it possible to forge raw steel?"

Wei Yuan took out an arrow and placed it on the table, saying, "If you can't make rough steel, what kind of craftsman god are you?"

Hunter 27 picked up the arrowhead and exclaimed, "Good quality! Worth at least a hundred, no, a hundred and twenty catties of rough iron!"

"show me."

Hunter Nine took the arrowhead, waved it back and forth in front of his eyes, and said, "Good stuff! But is this the only one?"

"I've only been here for one day, and I just got this one."

Lie Jiu looked at Wei Yuan with one eye and asked, "Are there any better goods?"

Wei Yuan felt it wasn't the right time to take out the Great Wilderness Divine Iron, so he shook his head: "There's too little time, we don't have enough time."

Hunter Nine pondered for a moment, then looked at the rough steel arrowhead again, and turned back to say, "Bring that thing over. Clear the area."

Hunter 27 hesitated for a moment before taking out a small box and handing it over, while Hunter 35 directly shooed the shamans who were watching the commotion in the courtyard out, and then carefully closed the courtyard gate.

Lie Jiu said, "We've taken on a deadly mission and desperately need a powerful magical artifact to save our lives. Could you perhaps use this to make us another one?"

Wei Yuan took the box, and then Lie Jiu transmitted a spell, saying, "You must first use this Wild Roar to seal off the surroundings, otherwise the thing inside might escape."

Wei Yuan listened to it only once, tested his voice twice, and accurately produced the special wild roar. An invisible barrier immediately enveloped the box. Then he opened the lid and saw a reddish-black vortex floating inside, like a tornado the size of a palm.

At first glance, it seemed to have some karmic connection; upon closer inspection, it resembled some kind of special fortune. Uncertain of what was happening, Wei Yuan looked at Lie Jiu with shock, a look that said, 'How did you manage to get your hands on something like this?'

Lie Jiu stared at Wei Yuan and said, "This is something we accidentally found on a corpse. Its nature is very rare, but it is still sacrificial power. Can we use it?"

Wei Yuan compared this vortex of energy with the sacrificial power he remembered. Wei Yuan had not only come into contact with sacrificial power in the past, but had also personally destroyed an altar. In terms of familiarity with sacrificial power, even the long-armed shaman in the shop that replenished sacrificial power probably couldn't compare to Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan said, "This sacrificial power was not properly preserved at all. It has been away from the altar for too long! It looks like it has been mixed with too many impurities, rather than having special properties."

Lie Jiu's aura instantly dropped significantly, and he became much more respectful, saying, "As expected of a master! But in the entire area, this is probably the only unclaimed sacrificial power that can be found."

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "It can indeed be made into something, but it has too many impurities, so I can't say what its final quality will be."

Lie Jiu gritted his teeth and said, "I can accept any outcome, please go ahead and make your move!"

Both Lie Erqi and Sanwu were staring at Wei Yuan, their eyes gleaming with malice.

Wei Yuan put the box aside, then went to Lie Erqi, patted him on the stomach, and said, "Don't speak loudly in my yard again!"

Lie Erqi was stunned. Before he could speak, a tremendous force suddenly came, as if he had been kicked by a war beast. He flew out of the yard like a cannonball and smashed the entire yard wall.

After slapping Lie Erqi away, Wei Yuanfang said, "Even a fly looks at me like that."

Both Hunter Nine and Hunter Three Five's expressions changed, while a chorus of exclamations arose outside the courtyard. Hunter Nine's eyes were filled with complex emotions. He himself couldn't even cleanly and decisively send Hunter Two Seven flying. Could this skinny clown witch be stronger than him?

Bathed in the astonished gazes of the assembled witches, Wei Yuan felt as if he were soaking in a hot spring, and was quite satisfied. The only slight drawback was that Lie Erqi was also nearly ten feet tall, so he couldn't pat his chest, but could only pat his stomach, which made his heroic bearing less dashing.

Wei Yuan picked up the box and said to Lie Jiu, "Have you thought this through? If it gets damaged, you'll just have to accept it."

Thinking of that death mission, Lie Jiu gritted his teeth and said, "I...accept!" "Very good, wait here."

"Huh?" Lie Jiu was a little confused. "You've been waiting these past few days?"

"It won't take many days, it'll be done in a little while."

Under the complex gazes of the three witches, Wei Yuan carried the box into the backyard. After closing the door, Wei Yuan suddenly had a thought: he had actually gained a wisp of witch clan luck. Upon closer inspection, he discovered it came from Lie Erqi.

It seems that after being slapped away, he finally developed the respect he should have for the powerful sorcerer.

Wei Yuan seemed to be deep in thought, thinking that he should have slapped Lie Sanwu as well.

However, with this new fortune, the power of the sacrifice could be saved. So Wei Yuan took out the desolate steel arrowhead, heated it with the Desolate Roar, and then consumed hundreds of strands of azure fortune to improve its quality. After nine hammer blows, its quality was close to that of the Great Desolate Divine Iron.

Then Wei Yuan unleashed the great witch's fortune he had just acquired, and with a single blow, a heavenly sound appeared, lingering in the air, and a blazing fire shot up more than ten feet, visible to almost half the market.

Before Wei Yuan, a bright red arrow appeared, spiral-shaped, with a small flame floating inside.

A small, sentient flame, not yet fully formed, is only considered entry-level Great Wilderness Divine Iron, but it is still Great Wilderness Divine Iron.

At this moment, a commotion suddenly arose outside the courtyard gate, and dozens of shamans escorted an elderly shaman into the courtyard. All the shaman hunters recognized the old man, after all, he was the only shaman craftsman in the entire market who could forge barren steel, and he had also successfully forged the Great Wilderness Divine Iron before.

"Master Craftsman! What brings you here?" Lie Jiu bowed and stepped aside.

The old man glanced at him and said, "Oh, it's Xiao Jiu. I'm here to deal with a troublesome kid. This is none of your business. Get out of the way."

Lie Jiu hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside. It wasn't just about status and position; the Founding Master Craftsman's cultivation had reached the Imperial Realm Witch level, while Lie Jiu was merely a Perfected Power Witch.

The young apprentice stepped forward and loudly proclaimed to the onlookers, "Our master is going to wager with this four-legged spider. Whoever can't produce Great Wilderness Divine Iron equipment will have their shop taken over by the other and then get out of the market!"

The shamans immediately began to murmur amongst themselves; they certainly didn't want a single entity to dominate. Many skilled craftsmen had been driven away in the past, leading to ever-increasingly exorbitant prices for equipment. But their reluctance was futile; the founding master craftsman was not someone they could afford to offend.

The old man was somewhat displeased; he had no intention of taking the young apprentice as a student. He was only letting him do odd jobs because the apprentice had offered up his childhood sweetheart, the beautiful witch. And the old man tentatively set the term for doing odd jobs at ten thousand years.

Amidst the commotion, the main hall doors opened, and Wei Yuan emerged, holding a crystal-red arrowhead in his hand, saying, "What's all this arguing about? You almost made me miss!"

Wei Yuan beckoned to Lie Jiu and said, "Come and see if it meets your requirements."

Seeing the flickering flames inside the arrowhead, Lie Jiu was overjoyed and exclaimed, "It really is the Great Wilderness Divine Iron! We're saved! We're saved!"

Wei Yuan said calmly, "I'm glad you're satisfied. Next time you bring something, make sure it's of better quality. This time it was really bad; it almost made me lose money."

Lie Jiu suddenly remembered something and exclaimed in surprise, "You...you just hit this?"

Wei Yuan rolled his eyes and said, "What else? Pay up, take your stuff and get out of here! Do some hard work after you get out! As long as you have good materials, I'll have a surprise for you."

Lie Jiu's face hardened with murderous intent as he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry! I'll definitely do something ruthless!"

Savoring the two streams of magical energy that had just descended, Wei Yuan finally smiled, nodded, and then looked at the group of old men and sorcerers. His expression turned cold, and he asked, "What are you here for?"

The young apprentice stepped forward and shouted, "The master craftsman who opened the mountain, my teacher! He wants to follow you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young apprentice was kicked to the ground by the old man, who shouted, "Who's your teacher?!"

The young apprentice was kicked so hard he almost passed out, unable to utter a single word. After silencing the apprentice, the master craftsman spoke to Wei Yuan with a gentle smile, "I heard a fellow craftsman had arrived, so I came to take a look."

Wei Yuan's face darkened, and he said, "This isn't a shop, you can't look at it. Just tell me what you want to buy, or get lost if you don't have money!"

The master craftsman, losing face, darkened and said, "Young shaman, don't be so arrogant!"

Wei Yuan scoffed and said coldly, "Tell me not to be arrogant? With your cultivation level as a desolate sorcerer who hasn't dared to make a move for hundreds of years? Your physical body is not tempered enough; it's not much stronger than paper."

The master craftsman's face turned pale and then red. He had no choice but to accept the situation, so he snorted heavily and turned to leave.

After driving away all the shamans, Wei Yuan finally had some peace and quiet and could properly study the power of rituals.

(End of this chapter)