My path to immortality was smooth sailing.

Upon reaching the fourth floor, the environment becomes much more elegant and understated.

The woman in palace attire whispered a report to a middle-aged steward, who then quickly walked towards Wei Jing a moment later.

"I am Ouye. Young brother, do you wish to purchase a high-grade spiritual artifact?"

"Exactly." Wei Jingdian nodded.

Ou Ye looked Wei Jing up and down, his expression somewhat strange, and said:

"Young man, a high-grade spiritual weapon costs thousands of spirit stones, and you..."

At this moment, Wei Jing's attire was indeed rather simple, and he certainly didn't look like someone who could afford a magical artifact.

"Haha, Deacon Ou, there's no need to worry."

Wei Jing smiled and took out his waist badge to show him.

"Hiss! So you're a disciple of our sect, haha!"

"It's truly a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple."

Oh yeah, he apologized repeatedly. Such a young inner disciple truly has a bright future ahead of him.

Deacon Ou's attitude underwent a complete change, becoming charming and approachable, and he answered Wei Jing's questions without reservation.

"Go, quickly go and bring those three top-grade spiritual artifacts from the treasury," Ou Ye ordered the servant beside him.

Upon receiving the order, the servant immediately ran off as fast as he could.

"Junior Brother Wei, let's have a cup of tea first and wait patiently."

"Hmm!" Wei nodded.

Before long, the servant returned with two men, each carrying a wooden box.

Ou Ye stood up, and Wei Jing followed closely behind.

He opened the first box directly, and a warm golden light emanated from it, dyeing the surrounding air a pale gold.

Inside the box lay a longbow, about three feet long, golden in color, made of some kind of spirit wood.

The bow is carved with intricate cloud patterns at both ends, and between the cloud patterns are rows of tiny spirit stones as fine as grains of rice.

"These are mid-grade spirit stones?" Wei Jing was surprised. With his eyesight, how could he not see that the rows of small spirit stones were mid-grade spirit stones?

"That's right!"

"This bow is called Golden Crow Fall. The bow body is made of thousand-year-old golden nanmu wood, and the outer layer is covered with spirit lacquer mixed with feather powder from the first-tier demon beast Golden Feather Eagle. It is engraved with twelve layers of Gengjin cloud pattern array."

"A single arrow can shatter mountains and split rocks."

Oye proudly introduced the bow, and he was extremely satisfied with it. If the price had been too high, he would have bought it himself long ago.

"It is indeed a fine bow." Wei Jing picked up the Golden Crow and infused it with a little spiritual power. Instantly, the longbow shone brightly and dazzled people.

Wei Jing played with it for a while and then put it down. Oh yeah, speechless. Couldn't this cool Golden Crow move this person's heart?

Fine, oh yeah, I opened the second long box.

"The Xuan Iron Rod is also a high-grade first-tier spiritual weapon, characterized by its weight, its extreme weight."

"Is it heavy?" Wei Jing asked in surprise. He picked it up and weighed it in his hand; it was indeed quite heavy.

This black iron rod is only about 1.5 to 1.6 meters long, but it weighs more than 100 kilograms.

But that's far from being very heavy!

"Hehe, Junior Brother Wei, you can try infusing your spiritual energy and see what happens," Ou Ye said, a mischievous smile on his face.

Wei Jing circulated his cultivation technique and poured in spiritual energy. In an instant, the black iron rod became several times heavier, and Wei Jing almost made a fool of himself due to the suddenness of the attack.

Fortunately, he was highly skilled and managed to withstand the attack, even surprising Ou Ye.

"Not bad, this staff." Wei Jing exclaimed in admiration. With his slow infusion of spiritual power, the Xuan Tian Staff had already grown to a weight of over three thousand jin.

"What is its maximum weight?" Wei Jing asked curiously.

Ou Ye looked at Wei Jing with a complicated expression, then shook his head and said, "There is no upper limit."

"No upper limit?" Wei Jing was taken aback.

"To be precise, it is impossible for a Qi Refining cultivator to infuse spiritual power to reach its limit. There was a Foundation Establishment elder in the Pill Hall who tested this before. He infused his magic power for a full half hour, and the Xuan Tian Staff weighed 100,000 jin."

Upon hearing this, Wei Jing's pupils contracted.

Who could wield a 100,000-pound iron rod?

Wei Jing held the black iron rod in his hand, weighing it repeatedly, secretly marveling at it.

This unassuming iron rod has such amazing potential.

Wei Jing remained silent for a moment, then put it back in the box, before looking at the last magical artifact.

Ouye, being quite perceptive, immediately took out the last magical artifact.

This cone is called the Wind-Breaking Cone.

"The cone is forged from second-tier spiritual material Moon Essence Silver, with a small amount of Void Stone powder mixed in. It is light yet incredibly hard. Two rune arrays, 'Wind Breaker' and 'Concealment,' are engraved on the cone."

"It has a matching spell to activate it. Once activated, it is as fast as thunder, yet it is also completely silent."

"It can kill an enemy from 10,000 meters away, and it is impossible to defend against it at close range."

Inside the wooden box were three thumb-sized awls, each engraved with intricate runes. Wei Jing felt a splitting headache just from staring at them for a while.

"A top-tier concealed weapon," Wei Jing commented on the item.

"That's right, these three are the finest first-tier spiritual artifacts in our pavilion. I wonder which one Junior Brother Wei values ​​most?" Ou Ye said with a smile.

Therefore, the best and most exquisite spiritual artifacts are the first-grade high-quality spiritual artifacts.

"To be honest, I like all three of them."

Upon hearing this, Ou Ye's pupils dilated, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

What, are you kidding me?

Should we just buy all three?

Which second-generation rich kid is causing such a stir now? They're so extravagant!

"Haha, just kidding. I do have my eye on them all, but unfortunately I'm short on cash!" Wei Jing laughed and shrugged.

Oh yeah: "..."

"Steward Ou, what are the prices of these three magical artifacts?"

"The most expensive item is the third one, the Wind-Breaking Cone, which costs 1,350 spirit stones."

The Golden Crow costs 1,099 spirit stones, while the Black Iron Rod is relatively cheaper at 999 spirit stones.

"You can also use sect contribution points to pay."

Wei Jing's face fell. He had been in seclusion for four months, consuming a huge amount of medicinal resources. At this moment, he had completely depleted his sect contribution points.

The spirit stones in the storage bag were barely over a thousand.

After a moment's thought, Wei Jing picked up the black iron rod and said, "This will do!"

Ou Ye was somewhat surprised, looking at Wei Jingwen's weak and frail appearance, he didn't seem like someone who would wield weapons.

However, he didn't say much; it was his prerogative to let the customer buy whatever he wanted.

After leaving the Pill Cauldron Pavilion, Wei Jing was so poor that he only had a little over a hundred spirit stones left.

"Sigh, a year of hard work farming, and it's all gone after exchanging it for a magical artifact." Wei Jing shook his head helplessly.

There's no way around it; magical artifacts are just that expensive.

Not only are the materials of the magical artifact itself expensive, but the arrays and runes engraved on it are also extremely expensive.

Talisman masters are even rarer than alchemists.

"Legend has it that the first patriarch of the Qingfu Sect was a master of talisman arts and a grandmaster of formations. Unfortunately, after thousands of years, the Qingfu Sect has lost too much of its talisman arts heritage."

After leaving the Pill Cauldron Pavilion, Wei Jing had no interest in exploring any further. He was now eager to check on the growth of his twenty acres of second-tier spirit rice.

"Old man, you think you can just run away after you broke my precious thing?"

"Pay up, or you're not leaving."

"Bullshit, you're talking nonsense. Old Bai just lightly touched your bracelet and it cracked. How could such a coincidence happen? I think your bracelet was broken to begin with. Are you trying to scam me?" An angry voice came, causing Wei Jing to pause slightly.

"Oh dear, everyone come quick! These two people damaged my family heirloom bracelet, and now they're trying to frame me, saying I'm falsely accusing them?"

"Heaven and earth bear witness, everyone please help me find the person in charge of the market to judge this matter."

In the bustling market, a small stall opposite Wei Jing was crowded with people, and the noise was deafening.