Full-Time Magister: I Have a Crafting Spawn

For an ordinary Soul Master, 90 million is already a huge sum of money.

But for Jiang Chuan, even buying a high-quality control device was beyond his means.

The only option is to use it to purchase advanced materials for the Sharp Gold Tiger.

Advancing a Warrior-level summoned beast requires three materials: higher-level bloodline, Warrior-level beast soul, and heart bone powder, which correspond to blood purification, soul shaping, and body strengthening, respectively.

It's not that you can't advance without these materials, but that without them, the success rate is less than 20%.

Demon bloodline and heart bone powder are not difficult to prepare.

It was the warrior-level beast soul that took Jiang Chuan a bit of effort.

Beast Soul is simply another way of saying Spirit Essence, but of a higher quality.

A high-quality warrior-level spirit can easily sell for 50 million, and some extremely high-quality ones can even sell for 60 million. Jiang Chuan has no intention of being a sucker for that.

So he went to the Hunter Alliance to check the market price of a Warrior-level remnant soul.

Depending on their quality, the price of a Warrior-level remnant soul ranges from 80,000 to 100,000.

The more you buy, the more discounts you get.

This is much more cost-effective than directly purchasing a Warrior-level essence.

So he spent ten million to buy one hundred and ten high-quality warrior-level fragments, and then combined them to obtain an extremely high-quality warrior-level essence.

In this way, tens of millions of dollars in expenses were saved.

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but praise himself as a master at saving money.

Everything is ready; all that's missing is for Ruijinhu to enter its advanced stage.

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In August, Shanghai is a city enveloped in heatwaves.

The whole city was shrouded in a thick, sweltering heat. The sunlight was scorching and harsh, the sycamore leaves were heavy with heat, and even the wind carried a scorching temperature.

The air was humid and stuffy, and every breath was sticky and humid. After walking a few steps, your clothes would be soaked with sweat and stick to your back.

Even fire mages can't stand the sweltering environment of Shanghai.

Jiang Chuan suspended all activities and spent all day in the hotel enjoying the coolness of the magical air conditioning.

After preparing a warrior-level beast soul for Ruijinhu, he switched to a relatively safer way to make money.

That is to acquire a large number of fragmented souls, then synthesize them into essence souls and sell them.

Although the returns are not as good as those of the Seed of Elements, they are still terrifying.

They bought it for one million and sold it for five million.

400% return!

What was that famous saying again?

With a 50% profit margin, it would take the risk;

With 100% profit, it dares to trample on all human laws;

With a profit margin of 300%, it dares to commit any crime, even risking the gallows.

Jiang Chuan has personally experienced the joy of money making money; it's too easy to arouse human greed.

If it weren't for the fear that there were too many spirits on the market, which might attract unwanted attention.

Jiang Chuan had already been raking in money in the spirit market for a long time.

So far, he has accumulated 200 million yuan in assets in his private coffers.

According to the initial plan for making money with the essence, this asset will double every two months.

"Ring ring ring~~~"

Just as Jiang Chuan was thinking about how many billions he would need to spend to buy the control device, his communicator rang.

Checking the caller ID, it was Mo Fan.

He moved to a resettlement community in Shanghai in mid-July and has been practicing at home ever since. I don't know why he's calling now.

The call was connected.

Mo Fan's excited voice immediately rang out.

"Old Jiang, Old Jiang, this is great news!"

"What great news?" Jiang Chuan asked cautiously.

"Listen to me first. I've joined a private hunting agency called Qingtian Hunting Agency. Each commission here is worth at least 300,000. Most importantly, the agency doesn't charge any intermediary fees; all the commission income goes to the hunters! This is much more lucrative than the monster hunting teams in the city we work so hard for."

No matter how the plot is changed, Mo Fan, that idle guy, will always get involved with the hunters.

Upon arriving in Shanghai, he still went to the Qingtian Hunting Grounds.

"So? What do you want to say?" Jiang Chuan guessed what Mo Fan wanted to say.

As expected, Mo Fan chuckled and said, "Why don't you join the Azure Sky Hunting Club too? I just got a commission with a fee of three million. Come join me, and we'll split the profits 50/50."

"When something like this happens, you're the first person I think of, my good buddy. How about it, come over quickly, the address is..."

"Stop! Stop!" Jiang Chuan quickly stopped him.

Go with Mo Fan to do the commission?

Are you kidding me?

If I remember correctly, in the original timeline, Mo Fan's first commission was after the Beast Fighting Tournament, and it was related to the molting banshee. The commission fee was only a few hundred thousand.

Who knows what dangers lie ahead with this three million yuan commission?

Jiang Chuan didn't want to get into trouble, and he wasn't short of money, so there was no need for him to run away with Mo Fan for 1.5 million.

"Hey bro, I'm telling the truth. This is a three million commission, I've never seen so much money in my life..."

"Beep beep beep..."

Mo Fan continued his persuasive speech, when a notification came from the other end of the phone that the call had been disconnected.

He paused for a moment, then looked at the little girl in front of him and said awkwardly, "My good friend is usually very low-key and doesn't like to show his face. I'll go to his place and persuade him. With him there, completing this task will definitely not be a problem."

Upon hearing this, Lingling looked doubtful: "Is this person you're talking about really as amazing as you say?"

"Of course!"

Speaking of this, Mo Fan got really excited:

"You know about the disaster in Bo City, right? That night, dark clouds covered the sky, and it was pouring rain. Looking down, there were swarms of demons below the city, their numbers were like ants. My good brother and I stood on the city wall..."

Lingling became increasingly disbelieving as she listened, and even regretted bringing the utterly nonsensical Mo Fan into the Qingtian Hunting Grounds.

Everyone knows that the disaster that Bo City suffered was of a bloody nature.

Although the bloody alert measures vary from city to city.

Just like when Winged Wolves attacked Shanghai, an international metropolis with a large number of high-level mages, or even super-level mages, it would at most reach the lowest level of orange alert.

However, even a bloody alert in a small city is not something a high school student could withstand.

"Assessment complete. This person in front of me likes to talk nonsense and is extremely unreliable," Lingling commented.

"What kind of look is that? Are you doubting me?" Mo Fan felt his dignity had been insulted.

"You wait, I'm taking Jiang Chuan to the Azure Sky Hunting Grounds today so you can see if what I said is true!" With that, Mo Fan made a move to leave.

"Tch~" Lingling hugged her deflated chest with both hands and made a disdainful sound.

"Young man, wait a minute." At that moment, an old man came down from upstairs.

Mo Fan stopped and looked up.

"Grandpa, this man is full of nonsense and can't be trusted. Let's fire him and find someone else," Lingling said.

"I do believe what this young man says."

Old Bao looked at Mo Fan, a sly smile playing on his lips:

"You've truly done something extraordinary, young man! I think this task will be entrusted to you, what do you say?"

"No problem, no problem. Completing a commission is a piece of cake." Mo Fan was flattered and didn't see through Old Man Bao's cunning at all.