Mortal: Starting from replicating everything in Maple Valley

Its value is beyond words.

It looks like a luxury item.

On the left is a round bead with a crackling surface and sparkling lightning, filled with a destructive aura, containing a terrifying and violent aura that can destroy everything.

In the center is a talisman shimmering with red light. It is not a talisman treasure, but a one-time-use, high-level, low-level talisman made by a master craftsman: the Fire Dragon Talisman.

Fire attribute, known for its explosive attacks.

This talisman is equivalent to the full power of a Qi Refining Perfection cultivator's attack.

On the far right is a shield exuding a heavy aura, the Xuan Tie Flying Sky Shield.

"The Heavenly Thunder Spear is a secret weapon crafted by experts at the Golden Core stage or above, who intercept lightning from the heavens and earth. It can kill even Foundation Establishment cultivators who get too close, let alone Qi Refining cultivators. It is an extremely terrifying weapon. It is priced at 2500 spirit stones."

The beginner-level high-level Fire Dragon Talisman possesses immense and explosive power, making it both an offensive and defensive talisman, and it has always been the most expensive among talismans of the same level.

Priced at 500 spirit stones.

The Xuan Tie Flying Sky Shield, a top-tier magic weapon, possesses powerful defensive capabilities and is priced at 1400 spirit stones.

Tian Buli, seeing that Fang Mu looked young, decided to overcharge him.

Having lived two lives, Fang Mu is a perceptive man; how could he not see through his thoughts?

This guy is a complete shrewd businessman.

"While the Heavenly Thunder Spear is indeed terrifyingly powerful, its drawbacks are also obvious: it is a one-time use item. With that kind of money, wouldn't it be better to buy a few top-tier magical artifacts?"

1000 spirit stones! If you don't want to sell, fine.

Fang Mu was a master of bargaining, making surprising remarks and refusing to budge an inch.

Tian Buli's body trembled, and he said:

"2300 spirit stones, this is my biggest concession!"

"1000 yuan!"

"2000 yuan!"

"1000 yuan!"

……

When it comes to spirit stones, neither of them is willing to give in easily.

Finally, after a heated debate, Fang Mu acquired the Thunderstone for 1500 spirit stones.

He continued to haggle, hands on his hips, glaring at everyone, like a middle-aged woman shopping in a mall in a past life.

In the end, he cut 150 spirit stones to obtain the beginner-level high-grade Fire Dragon Talisman, which cost him 350 spirit stones.

The Xuan Tie Flying Sky Shield cost nearly half of the spirit stones, but I bought it for 800 spirit stones.

Afterwards, Tian Buli, looking as if he had suffered a severe hemorrhage, pushed the tray in front of Fang Mu and said:

"Alright, alright. In business, harmony brings wealth. Today is my first time meeting Fellow Daoist Li. I'll take the loss as a way to make friends."

"Where are your spirit stones? You can take them out now."

Fang Mu smiled and took out a bulging storage bag.

Inside was the profit he had secretly made over the past two years from selling the cloned pills.

There are more than three thousand spirit stones in total.

Now, in order to buy treasures, he has spent more than two thousand dollars at once, which is a huge financial blow.

They left the Wanbaolou with the treasures in their hands.

Fang Mu refined the Xuan Tie Flying Shield.

With this top-tier magical artifact protecting him, he felt much more confident.

Of course, the necessary steps to obtain the treasure are indispensable.

At this moment, three newly added illusory figures appeared lifelike within the Mirror of All Heavens.

It was the Heavenly Thunder Seed, the Mysterious Iron Flying Shield, and the Primary High-Level Fire Dragon Talisman.

He now only has a few hundred spirit stones left.

They did not choose to replicate the Heavenly Thunder Seed, after all, this thing, as a powerful weapon capable of destroying everything, can also be used as a trump card by those in the Foundation Establishment stage.

It's obvious that the price will be exorbitant.

It's definitely not easy to copy.

He took out the Fire Dragon Talisman and all seven hundred spirit stones.

Silently repeat "copy".

This talisman is worth around 350 spirit stones on the market.

The spirit stone in his hand disappeared as if melting away like ice and snow.

Instead, talismans radiating fiery red light and astonishing spiritual energy appeared above the palm.

In the end, all seven hundred-plus spirit stones disappeared.

He now had more than twenty brand-new Fire Dragon Talismans in his hand.

A rough calculation shows that copying it would cost 20 spirit stones, while the market price is 350 spirit stones.

The profit margin is more than ten times.

It's incredibly profitable.

Having the Mirror of All Heavens means having a continuous source of income.

Of course, this is on the premise that he needs to be cautious enough.

Otherwise, if a true cultivator at the Foundation Establishment level or above notices something is wrong and captures him for dissection and research, everything will be over.

He put away the Fire Dragon Talisman and prepared to fly towards Yellow Maple Valley.

Suddenly, Fang Mu frowned.

Two furtive figures appeared behind them.

One of them was an old acquaintance, Wang Meng. He didn't recognize the second one, but the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from him were even greater than those of Wang Meng.

It was clearly Liu Lin, the senior brother at the 12th level of Qi Refining whom the other party had mentioned before.

The other party made no attempt to conceal their murderous intent.

Clearly, the visitor has ill intentions.

This made Fang Mu's heart skip a beat.

It was obvious that the other party's invitation to explore the cave last time was just a pretext.

They wanted to lure him out and kill him.

Fang Mu remained silent as he flew through the sky.

However, the green leaf magic artifact beneath his feet was a low-level magic artifact, and its speed was too slow.

Gradually, the two people behind him closed the distance.

In the end, he only flew to a point halfway between Yellow Maple Valley and the valley.

Wang Meng, impatient as ever, caught up from behind and overtook him, forcibly stopping him.

"Senior brothers, what is the meaning of this?"

Fang Mu pointed to the unique clothing he was wearing, which belonged to Huangfeng Valley, his words full of reminders.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to have a good chat with Junior Brother Fang. Speaking of which, your dead father has been dead for several years."

I want to hear from you the story of your dead, short-lived father.

Wang Meng crossed his arms, a playful look on his face, and said.

Originally, he intended to hunt Fang Mu alone.

But when I think about the fact that the other party's father was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he might have left behind many powerful protective treasures.

Feeling uncertain, I thought for a moment and then called my senior brother Liu Lin over.

Although there was one more person, half of the spoils were lost.

But at least it's stable, isn't it?

For practitioners, the primary pursuit is stability.

After all, in the cultivation world, there are countless examples of people who kill to steal treasures but are killed in return.

"If you want to hear my father's story, go back to Yellow Maple Valley, and I can tell it to you two senior brothers in detail."

The other person's words were disrespectful to his father. After all, Fang Mu had integrated the memories of his predecessor, so he was considered half a father to him.

I forcibly suppressed the discomfort in my heart.

He suggested with a smile.

"Want to go back to Yellow Maple Valley?"

"That's easy. Hand over all the spiritual items you have, kowtow to me a few times, and if I'm in a good mood, I might consider sparing your life."

Wang Meng looked around to make sure no one was there. This place was located between Huangfeng Valley Market and Huangfeng Valley itself, a vast expanse of barren land and wilderness, the perfect place to kill and bury a body.

He finally stopped hiding it, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"This place is beautiful with clear waters and lush mountains, excellent feng shui, and sunny weather. It is indeed a suitable place to be buried."

Senior Brother Liu Lin chimed in from the side.

The two men looked relaxed, chatting and laughing, but they looked at Fang Mu as if he were a dead man.