While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

"well……"

Logan looked at the newspaper and sighed.

He already knew what had happened to Cao Kun yesterday.

Therefore, he even made a special phone call to Cao Kun to apologize, saying that he did not expect them to do this.

As a result, Cao Kun said very magnanimously on the phone that it didn't matter.

At the time, Logan thought Cao Kun was too easy to talk to.

Unexpectedly, the two couples died tragically in their homes the very next day.

Now, Cao Kun's image in Logan's mind has completely changed.

Although he couldn't prove that Cao Kun was responsible, he felt that Cao Kun was involved to some extent.

Of course, he certainly wouldn't meddle in other people's business.

………………

Cao Kun logged into the forum and found that his purchase request had already received a reply.

However, most of them were attracted by the words "US dollar settlement".

They were curious whether Cao Kun was a foreigner, otherwise why would he use US dollars for settlement?

Some people said that the phone number was indeed from the US, and they wanted to make the call, but international calls were too expensive, so they didn't dare to.

Aside from a few replies, Cao Kun received no private messages from anyone selling lightning-struck wood, which left him somewhat disappointed.

After thinking for a moment, he replied in the post: "I am sincerely willing to acquire you at a price 30% higher than the market price, and the settlement in US dollars is absolutely genuine."

It's noon now, but considering the time difference, it should be midnight in China.

Cao Kun didn't expect anyone to reply immediately.

He was about to leave the forum when he suddenly received a private message.

"Hello, are you really willing to pay 30% more for the lightning-struck wood?"

Cao Kun was overjoyed; someone had actually replied.

He took a look and saw that this person was the moderator of the Lightning-Struck Wood forum, with the online name "Autumn Wind".

He replied, "Yes, if the quality is good, it can be even higher."

Autumn Wind asked again, "Are you sure it's settled in US dollars?"

"Yes, it will be settled in US dollars. I'm in the US, and I'll have the bank transfer the money directly to you. You don't need to worry about the transaction fees; I'll take care of everything."

I will also cover the postage costs.

After a moment of silence, Qiu Feng replied, "I have a piece of peach wood struck by lightning. It's about 60 centimeters in diameter, about two meters long, and weighs a little over four tons. How much are you willing to pay?"

Cao Kun's eyes lit up; there was such a long piece of peach wood struck by lightning.

Cao Kun: "Could you take a picture and show it to me first? Oh, and you can add me on QQ."

After another round of downloading, logging in, and adding each other as friends, Cao Kun received a picture from the other party.

The picture was taken with a digital camera and is fairly clear. It was taken from multiple angles and the time of shooting is displayed, indicating that it was just taken.

With just one glance, Cao Kun was certain that this was peach wood struck by lightning.

The lightning-struck peach wood has unique lightning patterns that cannot be faked.

Moreover, judging from its crackle pattern, the peach wood is of very good quality, far from being as simple as a single strike.

This should be peach wood struck by lightning three times.

If a tree struck by lightning is killed instantly, then the wood extracted from it is a single blow.

If you survive and get struck again, that would be a second blow.

Similarly, the more times a lightning bolt is struck, the deeper the lightning pattern becomes, and the stronger the lightning power it contains.

However, the probability of being struck once is already very small, and the chance of surviving is even smaller.

To survive and then be struck again is, under normal circumstances, a probability many times greater than winning the lottery.

The rarity and value of peach wood that has been split three times is self-evident.

Cao Kun's breathing became heavy.

Such lightning-struck peach wood, even if it is not a hundred or a thousand years old, is already extremely rare.

Cao Kun texted, "Good quality, how much are you willing to pay?"

Autumn Wind: "One price, 200 million. Of course, I'm talking about RMB."

Cao Kun was taken aback; this guy really dared to ask for such an exorbitant amount.

Peach wood struck by lightning is expensive, but this is a bit too expensive.

This is 2004, not the market 20 years later.

However, wood struck by lightning three times is indeed worth the price, or even more.

But that's in the eyes of those who know their stuff. Right now, Cao Kun is clearly someone who knows his stuff.

Seeing that Cao Kun remained silent, Qiu Feng continued, "If you know your stuff, you should be able to tell that this is no ordinary peach wood struck by lightning once. Judging from the lightning patterns, it's at least peach wood struck by lightning twice."

Cao Kun was taken aback.

This autumn wind, surprisingly, couldn't say for sure that it was peach wood struck by lightning three times.

It seems his appreciation skills are still a bit lacking.

Cao Kun: "Okay, 200 million is fine, which is about 24 US dollars according to the exchange rate. I'll round it up for you to 25 US dollars."

"Really?" Qiu Feng seemed very excited. "Then it's a deal, $25. How do we do it?"

Cao Kun: "I'll give you a deposit. You send me the goods, and I'll pay you the balance after I receive them."

Autumn Wind: "A 50% deposit is required. I will ship the goods to you immediately after receiving the payment."

Although the deposit was a bit high, Cao Kun didn't mind: "Okay, give me an account that can receive foreign currency."

"I'll go and handle it tomorrow."

After agreeing on the deal, Cao Kun immediately became excited about the piece of peach wood struck by lightning.

Once he gets his hands on this thing, his strength will increase dramatically.

Around 10 p.m., Qiufeng sent a message saying that the account had been opened.

But it's too late to make a transfer at this hour; I'll have to wait until the next day.

The next day, Cao Kun went to the bank and transferred $12.5 to Qiu Feng's account.

The transaction fee is not high, only 0.03%, but there is a limit, which is just over $200.

However, since it is a cross-border remittance, it takes some time for the money to arrive, so you will have to wait.

They will only start the logistics process after they receive the money.

Something weighing several tons can only be shipped by sea, which will take a considerable amount of time.

A month is considered fast; it could take two or three months.

Two days later, the blacksmith's workshop informed Cao Kun that the greatsword was finished.

Cao Kun immediately went over to check, and the item was fine; it was made strictly according to his blueprints.

It is made of multi-layered steel composite and weighs about 6 kilograms.

This weight is a bit too heavy for the average person.

However, Cao Kun has the magical power to activate it, so there is no problem.

Such weight makes it even more lethal.

Cao Kun was quite satisfied with the sword, paid for it, and took it back with him.

Next, the consecration ceremony will take place.

Without being consecrated, this sword can only deal with physical monsters.

After being consecrated, it can also be effective against spirits and ghosts.

After a flurry of activity, the sword was successfully consecrated.

It doesn't look particularly special.

But under Cao Kun's spiritual perception, the sword was no longer the same.

It possesses a mysterious charm and a special power that other ordinary swords do not have.

Inside the Hall of Inquiry, Cao Kun drew his sword and examined it closely.

Overall, Cao Kun was fairly satisfied, but there were some subtle differences in the aesthetic tastes of foreigners, leading to some discrepancies.

But it doesn't matter if it's used against the enemy.

At that moment, a red BMW 3 Series drove up and stopped in front of the Wenxin Hall.

The driver's car door opened, and a tall, hot young woman wearing sunglasses walked into the Wenxin Hall.

Upon seeing the gleaming eight-sided Han sword in Cao Kun's hand, she paused, then asked, "Excuse me, are you Master Cao?"

Cao Kun did not answer, his gaze fixed on the woman's face.

Cao Kun frowned, his expression grave: "You're about to die."