Mortal: Reborn in Yellow Maple Valley, Awakening the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Chu Zifei arrived at the weapon-refining shop in the market on time as agreed.

When he entered the shop, Yuan Dachui had not yet returned. The apprentice in the shop already recognized this regular customer and hurriedly stepped forward, bowing and leading the way, offering tea and seating him with impeccable manners.

About half an incense stick's time later, a travel-worn figure strode into the shop; it was none other than Yuan Dachui, who had returned.

Chu Zifei raised his eyes and chuckled, casually joking, "I thought Master Yuan was after the gold essence and had run away with the money."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Dachui waved his hand dismissively, "Don't talk nonsense! I've been rooted in this Tianxing Sect market for many years. With the sect's guarantee, my reputation is established in the eyes of everyone here. No matter how large the Yuanwu Kingdom is, where can my family escape to in just three days?"

Chu Zi did not answer, but waited for the other party to deliver the goods.

Seeing this, Yuan Dachui stopped chatting and immediately took out his storage bag. A hundred dark gold pellets, each the size of a lotus seed, appeared. They were all perfectly round and dense. He then handed them all to Chu Zifei.

Chu Zifei reached out and took it, carefully examining it. He weighed it in his palm and could clearly sense that the pellet was hollow, containing a rich supply of black dragon elixir.

Seeing him examine it so closely, Yuan Dachui's face was full of regret, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Such top-quality materials, if left to me to refine, would surely have been used to forge a top-tier magic weapon that would resound throughout the Yuanwu Kingdom! Now, however, they've been made into these pellets, what a waste of such a precious resource, what a pity!"

Chu Zifei didn't explain the intricacies, but went straight to the point asking, "How many spirit stones are needed to refine these one hundred golden essence pellets?"

"Three hundred spirit stones," Yuan Dachui blurted out, crisp and decisive.

Upon hearing this, Chu Zifei was slightly startled.

Three hundred spirit stones—this price was already close to the value of half a magic artifact, far exceeding his estimate.

Seemingly noticing his surprise, Yuan Dachui patiently explained, "This is still half price from me! The process of casting the gold essence bullet isn't difficult; the real challenge lies in hollowing it out, sealing it with the black dragon elixir, and ensuring the bullet's long-term stability—it won't corrode, leak, break, or scatter. In the entire Tianxing Sect market, only my Yuan family, by utilizing the earth's true fire, can achieve this!"

Chu Zifei suddenly realized that such a simple bullet contained such a complex refining technique. He said no more, raised his hand and took out three hundred low-grade spirit stones, handing them all over.

With the deal settled, Chu Zifei took the opportunity to ask to borrow the shop's weapon-refining room and rune-engraving knife.

Yuan Dachui readily agreed, grateful for the kindness of the other party who had sent him rare materials for refining, and did not refuse.

However, as Chu Zifei entered the weapon-refining room, a few doubts arose in his heart: Judging from this kid's demeanor, he was clearly well-versed in weapon-refining techniques, so why did he need to spend spirit stones to have it custom-made?

After pondering for a moment, he still had no clue. He could only assume that the other party's crafting skills were not refined enough and that he dared not attempt such a special crafting process on his own. Therefore, he asked the other party to do it for him as a precaution.

  

Inside the weapon-refining room, Chu Zifei held his breath and concentrated, holding a rune-engraving knife, re-engraving explosive runes and spell-breaking runes on each of the golden essence pellets.

With his previous experience in engraving runes, he was extremely skilled this time, his movements swift and fluid, without any hesitation.

In just a few breaths, a magic-breaking golden bullet with full power was formed.

A full hour later, all one hundred golden essence bullets were engraved. Chu Zifei carefully stored all the magic-breaking golden bullets in his storage bag, put away his tools, and turned to leave the weapon-refining room.

Yuan Dachui, who was in the hall, wanted to see the wonders of the finished product, but then he thought that it might be his secret. So he suppressed his curiosity and did not ask any questions. He got up and smiled as he saw Chu Zifei out of the shop, repeatedly inviting him to come and visit again in the future.

As Chu Zifei left the weapon-refining shop, he silently reviewed what he had gained from the trip.

By riding on Han Li's coattails to enter the secret shop auction, the profits have far exceeded expectations. In the previous life, no Golden Essence appeared at this auction; in this life, because of his intervention, he unexpectedly acquired such a rare material.

However, he was quite reluctant to try playing it.

Each Breaking Magic Gold Essence Bullet, made by blending gold essence and black dragon elixir, plus the cost of refining materials and labor, costs nearly fifty spirit stones per bullet, making it extremely expensive. To waste one for no reason is truly painful.

After leaving the weapon-refining shop, Chu Zifei did not go to the inn to check out, but instead left the Tianxing Sect market directly, preparing to return to Huangfeng Valley.

He sped out of the market area until he completely stepped out of the no-fly zone of Yuanwu Kingdom. Just as he was about to take off on his flying artifact, a burly figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stood firmly in his way!

It was the burly man who had competed with him for the golden essence at the secret shop auction that day!

Chu Zifei narrowed his eyes, his expression solemn. He quietly circulated the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique within his body and spoke in a deep voice: "You've been guarding this place so patiently, it seems you couldn't win the bid and are now trying to forcibly seize the Golden Essence from me?"

He had assumed that the burly man, bound by the rules of the Tianxing Sect's market, would refrain from making a move and instead wait for his prey to come to him. But the burly man's next words surprised him slightly.

"Where did you get the yellow silk umbrella that you bought at a discounted price that day?"

It turns out that what the other party coveted was not the gold essence, but the key issue was actually that yellow silk umbrella!

Chu Zifei's eyes flickered slightly, and he replied calmly, "If I said I found it, would you believe me? Besides, what does the origin of my things have to do with you?"

Upon hearing this, the burly man snorted coldly, raised his hand to remove his disguise, revealing a shiny bald head. The outline of his eyebrows and eyes even bore a resemblance to the deceased Feng Yue!

"Feng Yue is my younger brother! Do you think he has anything to do with me?"

He glanced at the Cloud-Stepping Boots on Chu Zifei's feet, his killing intent surging instantly. He said coldly, "These boots were also my brother's magical artifact. It seems he died at your hands! You killed my brother Feng Wei, today I will take your head as a sacrifice!"

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Zifei had already struck first!

With the spiritual power emanating from his Cloud-Stepping Boots, he shot out like an arrow, his iron fist striking Feng Wei directly.

Faced with the sudden attack, Feng Wei showed no panic, but instead a cold smile appeared on his face.

Just as Chu Zifei's fist was about to reach him, a flash of light appeared in his palm, and a magic weapon shaped like a millstone was summoned out of thin air, steadily blocking in front of him!

A heavy punch slammed into the millstone!

A terrifying recoil force exploded outwards, and a strong wind swept across the surrounding area, causing Chu Zifei's robes to flutter wildly.

Before he could stop and retreat, Feng Wei rapidly formed hand seals.

The millstone artifact in front of him suddenly rose into the air, hovering above Chu Zifei's head, and crashed down with tremendous force!

In the critical moment, Chu Zifei gritted his teeth and raised his arm to block the attack!

"Bang!"

A muffled thud exploded, and immense pressure instantly poured into his body. Chu Zifei's feet sank several inches deep into the mud, and his body was nailed to the spot, unable to move.

Feng Wei's gaze narrowed slightly, and he exclaimed in a low voice, "He withstood an attack from my Golden Stone Wheel and survived?"

His gaze locked onto Chu Zifei's robe, his face filled with astonishment: "Could this be a top-tier defensive magic artifact?"

At this moment, Chu Zifei mustered all his strength, broke free from his restraints, and shattered the soil with his feet, pulling himself out.

Before he could retreat, the Golden Stone Wheel struck again!

This shot was powerful and heavy!

Chu Zifei had no way to avoid it and was sent flying several feet away! He twisted his waist in mid-air to stabilize himself and landed steadily, barely managing to maintain some dignity and not appear too disheveled.

But before he could catch his breath, Feng Wei unleashed his magic again, shouting sharply, "You mere early Foundation Establishment stage cultivator! I'd like to see how many times your defensive robe can withstand my Golden Stone Wheel!"