Longzang

Chapter 890 Loss or Not
After several days of travel, the convoy finally arrived at the battlefield and entered the War Fortress of the Wild God's Blade.

The fortress was extremely large, with inner and outer walls. The inner wall was 100 zhang high, and the outer wall was 50 zhang high. The outer wall also had several protruding platforms, making its defense virtually impregnable.

The Blade of the Wild God has a history of 20,000 years and is the second newest of the six war zone fortresses. The newest fortress was only established 400 years ago and is still quite small.

After entering the city, the convoy drove directly into a large courtyard. Although it was called a large courtyard, it was more than thirty feet in circumference, and the outer courtyard was large enough to stop the entire convoy.

Thirty young witches live year-round in the backyard, rotating through the area annually. The outer courtyard houses the guards and laborers, totaling over a hundred witches. Tianyu also owns three shops in the nearby commercial street, so he gave one of the vacant shops to Weiyuan to be converted into a weapon-refining shop.

The shop had a front store and a back workshop, with a very large backyard that could easily accommodate Wei Yuan's entire set of weapon-refining equipment, as well as an altar and various equipment that used sacrificial power.

When leaving the market, Wei Yuan returned the complete set of equipment given to him by the market owner, knowing that the area would be desolate for a long time after he left.

The market owner was deeply moved and contributed a faint wisp of luck. For such a cunning old fox among witches, this was already quite a rare and precious gift.

The sorcerers had no concept of the impact of Wei Yuan's departure, and perhaps they never would. But Wei Yuan himself issued the Azure Origin, fully aware of the aftereffects he had left behind.

Wild Iron is not only currency, but also a natural material of the Dharma Aspect level. The Wild Realm differs from the Netherworld; here it is a tangible world, and Wild Iron can be returned to its home realm. In the Netherworld, only Nether Iron and Nether Crystal, which are essentially celestial objects, can be returned.

With most of the barren iron taken away by Wei Yuan, there will be a severe shortage of barren iron in circulation locally. Since the equipment of the witch hunters has been upgraded by Wei Yuan, they will not need barren iron for a while, so they will not feel the difference.

However, after using their arrows a few times, their spiritual essence diminishes, degenerating into rough steel. Rough steel arrowheads also wear down, losing their sharpness and requiring re-sharpening. Therefore, over time, equipment prices will inevitably plummet while rough iron prices soar. Furthermore, the fact that higher-ups like the Nine Eyes only accept rough iron for their taxes will only exacerbate the situation.

This situation will continue until the local witch hunters, after decades of hard work, accumulate enough wealth to exchange for it from outside the region or refine their own barren iron to make up for the shortfall, and then things will improve.

Therefore, Wei Yuan felt somewhat guilty, and in order to avoid getting involved in any karmic consequences, he returned the equipment. However, Wei Yuan had studied and recorded all the equipment, and then created a new bookshelf in the chaotic world of his sea of ​​consciousness.

After settling Wei Yuan in the shop, Tianyu went to the fortress city lord's mansion to gather intelligence and learn about the latest battle situation.

Wei Yuan, along with Lie Sanyi and Zhen Gang, spent the entire day touring the fortress, visiting each shop and inquiring about their goods and services.

The entire process was handled by Lie Sanyi, with Wei Yuan following behind like a lackey. After all, with Wei Yuan's appearance, he would most likely be kicked out of the shop if he walked in directly. Wearing a piece of barren iron around his waist like Lie Sanyi might get him arrested by the guards. Generally speaking, someone who looks like Wei Yuan, even his breathing is wrong.

Hunter Three One, on the other hand, is clearly a very capable power sorcerer. The addition of a few gleaming iron bars around his waist is the icing on the cake. As a result, no matter which shop he enters, the shopkeepers and clerks are extremely enthusiastic.

Wei Yuan didn't just look without buying; he bought any equipment that could process sacrificial power, and even bought a miniature altar, which he had Zhen Gang carry back to the shop to install first.

After buying a few items, when entering a new shop, the shop assistants saw that Hunter Trinity not only had a piece of slag around his waist but was also carrying large bags and packages. Their enthusiasm doubled, and some of the shop assistants even suggested that the lounge inside was still empty, and that if the VIP was tired, he could rest there for half a day.

Hunter Three's heart was pounding, his face was flushed, and his eyes were bloodshot. But he still remembered that Wei Yuan was the real boss, so he firmly declined the kindness of the shop assistant.

But Hunter Three said he had a quirk: if the shop assistants at the Beauty Witch shop could serve his servants properly, then these few pieces of barren iron would definitely be smashed in the shop today.

Out of respect for Huang Tie, the shop assistants at Mei Wu ignored Wei Yuan's ugliness with great perseverance and determination, but Wei Yuan could not ignore the tuft of fleshy hair on her chin.

So the deal fell through.

As Hunter Sanyi was leaving, the shop assistant, Meiwu, was still reluctant to part with him. She slipped him a note, saying it was her address and that Hunter Sanyi could visit her that night.

Upon entering another shop, Hunter Sanyi immediately ate the note.

Wei Yuan asked curiously, "Isn't this a good thing? Why don't you go find her?"

Lie Sanyi shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I come from a poor family and have some talent and skills, but they are very limited. I've wasted decades and am getting further and further away from becoming a Wild Witch, with a promising future ahead. This current glory is not mine, but yours. The day you don't want me anymore, I will immediately revert to my original state."

These beautiful witches in big cities are bottomless pits; how could I possibly afford them? Every powerful witch in this city is richer and has a better background than me. Why would they be interested in me? They're not after my money; they just think my money is easy to swindle.

Wei Yuan hadn't expected that Lie Sanyi would be so clear-headed.

By this time, Wei Yuan had already visited most of the shops in the city and bought everything he needed, so he returned to his own shop.

The shop that Tianyu left for Wei Yuan had a main hall that was three zhang high, enough for the exaggeratedly large Wild Witch to enter and exit, while the back hall was twenty zhang square and contained multiple rooms.

After visiting other shops, Wei Yuan had already come up with a plan. Upon returning, he reorganized the shop space and made a list, which he then instructed Lie Sanyi to use for purchasing.

A few days later, everything was ready, and Wei Yuan had also prepared all the goods. He then notified Tianyu that the business would open the next day.

The next morning, the area outside the shop was bustling with traffic as one shaman after another arrived, with dozens of luxury cars almost blocking the entire street.

Tianyu stood outside the gate, chatting and laughing with a dozen or so enormous, flamboyantly dressed shamans. These were his drinking buddies, whom Tianyu had dragged along to support Wei Yuan's shop opening.

Before long, the time had come. The gate opened, and Zhen Gang walked out and hung up the plaque that read "Great Wilderness Craftsman God".

Although those brought by Tianyu were all wealthy and noble, they were not spoiled brats, but elites who had fought on the battlefield for many years, and their divine sense and intuition were very sharp. Several people wanted to laugh when they saw the four characters "Great Wilderness Craftsman God", but their smiles froze on their faces in the blink of an eye.

The shamans looked at the plaque and surprisingly fell silent.

Although Wei Yuan's plaque was made not long ago, it has already gained the approval of many witch hunters in the market. The plaque has already condensed its own fortune, and witches with keen eyesight can see the clues and dare not laugh at it.

The shamans looked at the plaque for a while before following Tianyu into the shop.

"Let me tell you, the owner of this shop is a good brother of mine. The things he makes are absolutely amazing, you can look around..." Tianyu's laughter suddenly stopped, and he stared in astonishment at the somewhat empty shop.

Inside the vast lobby, there were more than a dozen luxurious pedestals of varying heights, each holding only a dark, inconspicuous iron box.

The shamans were also puzzled. This weapon refiner who dared to bear the title of "Great Wilderness Craftsman God" was selling these broken iron boxes.

Although these iron boxes are made of scrap iron, in this city where every shaman claims to be worth millions, a few pounds of scrap iron falling on the ground is hardly worth picking up by any shaman.

At this moment, Wei Yuan walked out from the back hall and smiled at Tianyu, "Want to try your luck? It's 1,500 per round."

Tianyu said, "Alright, I'll support you! Five to start."

When Tianyu spoke, a servant brought over a box of scrap iron. Tianyu then casually picked a box, opened it, and found a rabbit. He opened another, and found a fox; then another, and found a frog.

After opening three ordinary spiritual points in a row, Tianyu was furious and roared, "Is my luck really that bad? I don't believe it!"

Enraged, he ripped the iron box in two, unleashing a burst of flames! In Tianyu's hand, a tiny firebird danced back and forth!
A group of young men and women gathered around to admire the sights, marveling at the spectacle.

Upon opening the box containing the 3,000-value Firebird, Tianyu's spirits soared. Pressing his advantage, he opened another box: a Fire Grasshopper. While this grasshopper was also made of Flame God Iron, it was rather useless, barely worth 1,500, not much more than the base price of 1,000.

A shaman, only slightly shorter than Tianyu but with a more refined aura, patted Tianyu and laughed, "You've made this too obvious! Fine, I'll give you face and I'll have three boxes too."

He casually picked up an iron box, and as soon as he opened it, a burst of flame shot out of the box and directly hit his face! If it weren't for his strong physique and the fact that his hair was stronger than iron, this would have burned off his eyebrows and beard.

Amidst the flames, a winged steed burst forth and flew directly out of the shop! The witches were caught off guard and had no time to stop it.

Wei Yuan snorted, flicked his wrist, and sent out a thin rope that bound the celestial horse, pulling it back. The celestial horse let out a mournful cry and burrowed back into the iron box.

This series of changes left the shaman completely bewildered.

He tore the iron box open with both hands, and saw an arrow floating inside, with a winged pegasus standing there, trembling.

"This...this kind of spirituality?!" The young master's voice was trembling. He grabbed Tianyu and said, "Let me see, is this spirituality real?"

"What an obvious Imperial Wild Beast! Your luck is absolutely amazing!" Tianyu said.

"Haha, wouldn't that be worth ten thousand?"

"At least ten thousand, but this spiritual quality is so rare, it'll probably have to double." The young men and women around were all knowledgeable and gave their estimates, each one higher than the last.

The rare sight of a celestial horse immediately piqued the interest of the young masters and ladies. However, there were only so many iron boxes, far too few to share. As expected, after a fierce struggle, a fight broke out, and the winner was decided by physical strength. More than half of the young masters and ladies failed to grab one.

Those who managed to snag the items opened on-site, and ended up getting two more Flame God Spirits.

"Is there any more?" The witches had just gotten into opening the box when it was gone! So they all stared at Wei Yuan with unfriendly eyes.

Feeling a bit flustered by the presence of so many powerful sorcerers, Wei Yuan hurriedly said, "We've only fought this many in the last two days. If you want them, come early tomorrow."

A beautiful witch with a broad build and an air of dominance blinked her large, beautiful eyes and said softly, "You did all of this? Just in a few days?"

Wei Yuan sighed, "Yes. But I need to pack my things and buy equipment and materials, so I can only work for less than a third of the time these days."

The shamans were all shocked. They thought Wei Yuan had been working day and night, but it turned out he had only used a third of the time.
A young master exclaimed, "How many are there tomorrow? I'll buy them all!"

Before Wei Yuan could even speak, the young masters and ladies were in an uproar.

"Pah! Why don't you book me too?"

"Hmph, he'd love to, but I'm afraid he'd be skinned alive in just three days!"

……

Wei Yuan waited quietly until they had stopped arguing before saying, "There won't be many goods tomorrow; we're out of materials."

The beautiful witch with big eyes said, "Whatever materials you need, you can choose them in my boudoir!"

"Oh my! Miss Yaolan has fallen for someone!"

"She truly appreciates talent!"

"But we have to hold back a bit. Look at his small frame, if we go all out, he might get crushed."

Wei Yuan looked at the beautiful witch, whose body was covered in red muscles and whose flesh was as solid as a single piece of barren iron, and who was approaching with her two bright eyes. He no longer dared to put on airs and hurriedly said, "I lack the power of sacrifice!"

"Sacrificial power? You should have said so earlier. Isn't this something you can have as much of as you want?"

"I'll give you three hundred first!"

"Tianyu, what kind of brother are you? He's so poor, and you didn't even offer to help him."

The combined sonic booms of the various sorcerers produced a strange, sharp whistling sound that gave Wei Yuan a headache. After making their noise for a while, the young masters and ladies, seeing there was nothing left to say, dispersed and agreed to return early the next morning.

Watching the shamans leave the shop, Wei Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, though his ears were still ringing. However, looking at the five hundred strands of sacrificial power they had left behind, Wei Yuan still couldn't believe his eyes. So much sacrificial power, these young masters and ladies just casually gave it away?!
On that day, the market owner brought out four dishes, all of which were precious and valued, as if they were of great importance.

The young masters and ladies had a great time today and gained quite a bit. The young master from the witch clan who obtained the winged celestial horse immediately gave away three hundred high-grade sacrificial powers. Yao Lan and another young lady each gave one hundred as a greeting gift.

After the young masters and ladies left, Tianyu remained alone. Looking at the five boxes containing sacrificial power on the table, he said, "A single piece of high-grade sacrificial power is worth one hundred pieces of barren iron. You've struck it rich today."

Wei Yuan said, "They came because of you, so they'll give you half."

Tianyu shook her head: "No need to split it, I don't need it. But there's something I really want to say, we can't sell like this anymore."

"Any questions?"

Tianyu said, "Not counting the sacrificial power you gave away, you sold a little over 20,000 today, but the items in the box are worth over 40,000! That celestial horse alone is worth 30,000!"

"Is it that expensive?" Wei Yuan asked.

"Of course! Such exquisite, delicate, and adorably ugly spiritual essences are extremely rare. Don't be fooled by the fact that it doesn't greatly enhance the power of magic arrows; once you obtain such a rare spiritual essence, who would actually shoot an arrow with it? Everyone would take it home to collect!"
This celestial horse is unlikely to be seen again for a long time; in that sense, it's worth at least thirty thousand. Young Master Liuyao genuinely admires it but doesn't want to take advantage of you, so he bestowed these sacrificial powers upon it.

Wei Yuan nodded: "She's a meticulous shaman."

"That's why I said, if you hadn't met a sorcerer like Young Master Liuyao, you would have suffered a huge loss today."

"Even you think I lost out?" Wei Yuan smiled mysteriously, then had Tianyu bring out the five arrows that had been drawn today. He then pointed to the frog, rabbit, and grasshopper and asked, "Would you usually buy these three spiritual creatures?"

"It's neither here nor there, why would I buy it?"

"Yeah, you usually don't even look at them. Even if they're foxes, you probably wouldn't buy them. But I sold you all four today, and you still think you got a good deal."

Tianyu was taken aback, then said, "Wait a minute, let me sort this out..."

"Take your time, I need to study the power of sacrifice." Wei Yuan left Tianyu in the front hall, who was staring blankly, and carried hundreds of strands of sacrificial power into the backyard, preparing to try to forge spirituality with the power of sacrifice.

(End of this chapter)