Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

The trip to Wugu Continent was worth it for Gonggong to make the trip himself.

A broken boat still has three nails left, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that the witch clan has been recuperating in this ancient ruins for dozens of kalpas.

One can imagine how many rare treasures they have accumulated over the years.

Not to mention anything else, the Gonggong clan alone presented hundreds of thousands of dragon pearls, the smallest of which was as big as a human head.

It's pitiful. Who would have known that these Gonggong people really killed these dragons as if they were sea fish.

It is only in the Wugu Continent that there are so many dragons for them to slaughter.

In the Three Realms, there would be dragons like this one occupying a piece of water and daring to call themselves river gods.

This is Ding Xishao from the Gonggong clan.

You must know that because Gonggong angrily hit Mount Buzhou, the Milky Way flooded backwards, flooding the vast land, and Gonggong's clan was rejected by heaven.

Even with the blessing of Queen Pingxin, the Gonggong clan still had difficulty in having offspring.

Unlike the huge Wu Kingdom that his Wu tribe had already established, Gonggong lived by the water and still preserved the old appearance of the tribal groups from the ancient times.

After all, compared with other witch tribes with a population of tens of billions, the combined population of Gonggong's tribes, big and small, did not exceed one million.

Even so, when they met Gonggong, the ancestor witch, these descendants of Gonggong still presented him with rare and precious treasures that made Yakumo Zi, the owner of Baoqingfang, amazed.

Of course, Gonggong did not come here to extort money from his descendants.

As for the Gonggong tribe, he not only used infinite true water as material to refine several powerful magic weapons inherited from his bloodline, but also used his essence and blood as a guide to break the heavenly curse of the Gonggong clan, which was considered to be paying back part of the karma of his life.

Gonggong stayed in Wugu for about a year. During this period, the high priest, several elders of the Wu clan, and the rulers of the five major Wu countries visited Gonggong's territory many times.

The two sides held close and sincere talks, but unfortunately, after several talks, they failed to reach a consensus.

Firstly, there is no consensus within the Witch Clan on whether to interfere in the affairs of the Three Realms.

In the face of power, not to mention Gonggong, an ancestor who lived eighteen kalpas ago and whose authenticity is unknown, even the high priest who has been in charge of the witch clan for a long time cannot suppress internal disputes.

In Gonggong's eyes, this old guy wanted to use this as an excuse to put pressure on him and demand more benefits.

Pushing these kings and great witches in front of him to challenge him, he himself shrank back. Even if Empress Pingxin asked him about it, he would have a reason to refuse.

As I said, Gonggong doesn't care.

The high priest thought he came here for the support of the Wu clan, but in fact, Gonggong came for money.

In order to collect countless rare treasures, ancient relics, elixirs, and furs from the Wu clan over the past 18 kalpas,
Import and export trade means that I have what you don’t have.
The huge and complete smelting and casting assembly line system of the Tiangong Palace is enough to overwhelm the refining system of the three realms if it is really put into use.

At least this is the case when it comes to forging magical weapons below the level of Immortal Weapons.

The specialties Gonggong brought from heaven were not only diverse in variety, but also in astonishing quantities.

In terms of armor alone, there is not only ancient fish scale armor, medieval plate armor, and a full set of heavy armor, but also heavy armor built by the Tiangong Temple based on the equipment of the Astartes Space Marines.

Of course, these armors are upgraded versions. Among the materials used, not only are star cores the main component, but even materials such as adamantium and vibranium are measured in tons.

The restrictions engraved inside and outside are even more complex and astonishing. This is because the spiritual patterns are engraved by the optical computer program.

Otherwise, even if a true immortal who is good at refining equipment came, it would take dozens or even hundreds of years to polish a set of heavy armor just to engrave these spiritual patterns and add these restrictions.

A set of heavy armor like this, in exchange for the inner elixir of an ancient beast, along with its flesh, bones and blood, is not too much, right?
Even so, I will spare you two taels of silver because you are descendants of the Wu clan.

After hearing Gonggong's words, Yakumo Aoi and others looked at Gonggong with extremely strange eyes.

I feel like this person is more like a vixen than them.

It is true that the heavy armor is of good quality, but the corpse and skin of the ancient ferocious beast sent by the Witch Clan are also sought-after items in the outside world.

In their Baoqingfang, this complete corpse of an ancient ferocious beast would be enough to exchange for three sets of heavy armor.

However, the rulers of the major witch nations and the tribal elders were happy to do so.

They are certainly not fools, and they know the price of a set of armor. However, even Baoqingfang cannot produce millions of heavy armors at once.

The Wu Clan has survived in the Ancient Wu Continent for such a long time, but they are not complacent. The several major Wu kingdoms also have their own big stars and territories in the Honghuang Star Region.

With these weapons and armor, their soldiers will undoubtedly gain the upper hand and seize more territory when fighting against other ancient tribes.

However, during this period of time, Yakumo Aoi and several other guys from Hoseibo had a hard time. They were treated like beasts of burden.

Not only do they need to identify all kinds of rare and exotic minerals, precious medicines, and animal skins, but they also have to be appraised, settled, and delivered, which keeps them busy.

In order to maximize the use of human resources, a certain Wuliang boss even taught them the supreme magical power of incarnation.

"Go! Go! Go-"

In the clan territory of Gonggong, hundreds of Yakumo Lan were busy counting the minerals in animal skin bags.

She was so busy that she felt dizzy. Even when a black unicorn, which was about a foot long, was fawning and acting cute at her feet, she ignored it. Her eyes were staring straight ahead like an accountant doing year-end accounting.

"Three hundred thousand Fire Spiritual Pearls bred by the Earth Lung Poison Fire, three thousand pairs of yellow-tusked elephant tusks, twenty thousand five-colored bird-tail feathers, and eight thousand pieces of poisonous dragon skins.
What would you like to exchange for? "

After counting the contents of several dragon skin bags, Yakumo Lan looked at the old man in front of him calmly.

Are the things in the dragon skin bag valuable? Of course they are. For example, the Fire Spirit Pearl is a treasure that can only be produced after ten thousand years of condensation of the poisonous fire in the earth's lungs under a million feet.

Not to mention the poisonous fire of the earth's lungs, which is second only to the poisonous fire of the sun and is so fierce that it can burn even the golden body of an arhat to the point of burning bones and flesh.

The power of the geomagnetic core of the Yama world alone is enough to stop 99% of the practitioners in the world.

Fire spirit beads like these would be a treasure to ordinary immortals if they got one, but here they filled a bag like ordinary pearls.

There are also the tusks of the yellow-tusked elephant, which are more than 15 meters long.

This proves that these are definitely the ivory from adult yellow-tusk elephants. Adult yellow-tusk elephants are terrifying beasts that are close to the peak of the true fairyland.

Since the destruction of the Primordial World, how many yellow-tusked elephants could there be in the entire Three Realms? A hundred? Probably not even a hundred!
Most of these one hundred yellow-tusked elephants are in Lingshan, serving as mounts for the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

The five-colored bird has long been extinct in the three realms.
These treasures are found all over the world, but only in this continent that has preserved its primitive landscape.

And the value of these treasures...

The total value is impossible to estimate, but Yakumo Lan measured it herself and found that all the things in the Baoqingfang that she handled added together were only one thousandth of the value of these things.

"I heard that you can customize magic weapons. I want 100,000 sets of armor, 200,000 bows, and 400 million feather arrows! The quality cannot be lower than this one!"

The old man, whose arms reached below his knees, held an iron-framed longbow tightly in his left hand and pulled the string with his right hand. He opened and closed the bow several times in a row, seeming to be quite satisfied with the power of the longbow. He raised the bow and gestured to Yakumo Adao.

Yakumo Lan skillfully took out a jade talisman and retrieved the information of the longbow.

【Sky-Splitting Bow,

Quality: Immortal

Material: White dwarf star core, 100,000-year-old Tuomu tree heart as the body, ten thousand-year-old dragon tendons, and silk from the silkworm as the string]

Yakumo Lan used the Circular Light Mirror Technique to reflect the contents of the jade slip in front of the Wu clan elder. "As you can see, this Sky-Splitting Bow is very expensive. Two hundred thousand Sky-Splitting Bows, the things you brought alone are not enough!"

Yakumo Lan looked at the old man from Dayi Country with a smile, and skillfully showed the posture of slaughtering a fat sheep.

The old man waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "I know, this is just the deposit. I will make up the rest when the transaction is completed!"

"You are really rich!"

Yakumo Lan watched the old man leave behind a few dragon skin bags, exchange them for a bunch of specialties from the outer heaven and leave the Gonggong tribe.

She looked at the old man's back with envy, and then she walked towards a dock on the sea carrying the dragon skin bag.

At the dock floating on the sea, Gonggong was half lying in a rocking chair with his eyes half closed. The water vapor around his body turned into streaks of aqua blue rainbow light, and it seemed as if the entire sea was resonating with his breathing.

"Boss, here are the goods and the order list!"

Yakumo Lan stood respectfully behind Gonggong and put several dragon skin bags into Gonggong's hands.

Gonggong didn't even open his eyes. A water-blue rainbow light turned into a big hand. Yakumo Lan only felt his hand was empty. The dragon skin bag containing the treasures of thousands of Baoqingfang warehouses disappeared.

After Yakumo Ai saluted and was about to leave, a water-blue rainbow light suddenly fell on her head, and then her whole body was wrapped in a ball of water light.

By the time she reacted, the water had already penetrated into her body through her pores.

"I have cleansed your bones with the Three Lights Divine Water. If you do your job well, you will definitely benefit from it!"

Gonggong's words echoed in her ears, and when Yakumo Aoi woke up, she had already left the dock.

Only the warm feeling all over her body as if she was in warm water told her that she had just gained a great benefit.

Yakumo Aoi, who had been working non-stop for half a year, suddenly became full of fighting spirit as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and kept moving towards the next customer.

"Twelve magnetic ore veins. What do you want to buy? Weapons and armor, magic weapons and elixirs, elixirs to replenish qi and blood, and refine the body? Yes, of course!"

"How about this pill? It's a military ration pill. One pill is the essence of a dragon beast!"

The short, fat but sturdy old man of the Wu clan poured a pill from the gourd into the palm of his hand, put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, and muttered with some dissatisfaction:

"It's just enough to fill the gaps between our teeth. It's okay for the little kids in the tribe. There are too many young men in the tribe and there's not enough food. That's why I came to you. If that's all, forget it!"

The military ration pills produced by Tang's Military Industry under the Tianyi Palace are made with reference to the refining method of Bigu Pills and Qi and Blood Pills.

It is mainly made from captive and cloned dinosaurs, with their essence and blood extracted and mixed with hundred-year-old compressed Polygonatum odoratum powder.

Even if one follows the path of martial arts, for a martial saint who can eat an elephant a day, one pill is enough to sustain seven days of high-intensity consumption.

But in the eyes of this short and fat old man, these military ration pills looked like snacks for children.

Yakumo Lan was not surprised at all. She smiled and took out a jade bottle of excellent quality from her sleeve:

"If the customer is not satisfied with the ordinary military ration pills, we also have premium military ration pills!"

As she spoke, she poured out a golden ball the size of a longan from the mutton-fat jade bottle.

The short and fat old man reached out to take it and put it into his mouth. The moment it entered his mouth, he immediately felt a surge of blood entering his throat and his eyes immediately lit up.

With his strength, this kind of blood and energy is naturally nothing, but for the younger generations in the clan, this kind of blood and energy can meet their needs of strengthening their blood and energy for most of half a month.

From the ancient times to the present day, the Wu clan has been recuperating and their numbers have been growing. However, they have slaughtered most of the ferocious beasts living on this continent.

This is also the reason why the Wu tribe began to farm. Hunting alone cannot satisfy the Wu tribe's huge population base.

They are not like the human race's Qi cultivators. The witch clan's way of practice is to strengthen the body. The more they eat, the more power accumulated in the body.

Without the nourishment of the flesh and blood of so many ferocious beasts, it would be impossible to maintain a healthy body relying solely on the food.

"This pill is okay. Give me 200 million pills first!"

The short and fat old man asked for a figure of 200 million. Yakumo Lan was shocked when he heard it and subconsciously looked towards the direction of the dock.

"Allow him to do so, but he has to pay more!"

In the dock, Gonggong was confused when he heard this and opened his mouth slightly.

After hearing the rumors about Gonggong, Yakumo Lan finally felt comfortable negotiating with the old man.

Gonggong raised his eyes slightly, and the water-blue rainbow in front of him transformed into the figure of a strong man holding several dragon-skin bags and a decree in his hands, and then disappeared into the void.

Extraterritorial Heaven, Samsara Palace
Dozens of immortal officials from various tribes and halls were waiting respectfully in front of the hall. A golden light of reincarnation flashed, and the figure of a yellow-turbaned warrior appeared.

Before these immortal officials reached thousands, golden lights appeared from the hands of the strong men and transformed into decrees that fell into the hands of the immortal officials.

These immortal officials held the imperial edicts in their hands, used the light of escape to fly under their feet, and rode on auspicious clouds to rush to their respective offices almost immediately.

There were also immortal officials from the Hall of Samsara who came forward and took the dragon-skin bags from the Yellow Turban Warriors, counted the materials inside, entered them into the system, and sent the various rare treasures in the bags into the treasury.

Under the jurisdiction of the Tiangong Palace is a world of abyss filled with flames. This world was originally the Hell of Flame Demons, but was requisitioned by the Tiangong Palace because of the strong fire here and it was suitable for metallurgy.

These fire demons were also recruited as metallurgical boys of the Tiangong Temple.

Two yellow-turbaned strongmen with faces as red as dates came down to this world on a cloud of mist.

The entire Fire Demon Hell was filled with powerful flames, and long rivers of red magma were roaring and rushing wildly here.

"Two hundred million arrowhead embryos, no problem!"

The master craftsman who rules this world has bronze skin that glows red against the blazing fire of a metallurgical furnace in front of him.

He took an animal hide bag filled with refining materials and an official letter from the Tiangong Palace from a Yellow Turban strongman, then skillfully took out a light computer, clicked on an email from the Tiangong Palace, and accepted the task.

In front of him, in the spacious metallurgical hall that was as large as a hundred miles, giants over twenty feet tall, made entirely of metal lumps, were skillfully manipulating mechanical hammers weighing tens of thousands of tons in their hands, hammering red-hot metal ingots.

There are thousands of giants, whose true forms are Transformers enlightened by the Spark Source. Their original forms are machines specially made for blacksmithing and forging.

After becoming Transformers, their forging abilities also increased several times.

The huge blast furnace fire is blazing, with a temperature comparable to the flames in the core of a star, enough to incinerate 90% of the matter in the universe.

Even the fire demons that controlled fire in hell were roasted by the flames in the blast furnace, emitting magma. The fire demon lords stood beside the blast furnace, observing the degree of smelting of the metal in the furnace with skill.
From time to time, he would lift up the magic pliers forged from adamantium, fiddle with them, and turn over the metal inside.

Or send the red-hot metal ingot to the Transformer man's iron felt and forging hammer.

Or pour barrels of liquid juice into fixed molds.

After the Great Craftsman accepted the task, thousands of craftsmen and weapon refiners, commanding tens of thousands of Fire Demon Lords and Transformers, became busy.

The craftsmen and refiners called up the blueprints, and each Transformer replaced the molds according to the blueprints skillfully.

Countless fire demons took out pieces of metal ingots needed to forge arrows from the warehouse.
“Open the furnace!”

(End of this chapter)