I thought about it, “How about 50%, the studio and the guild are both low on money. Either way the guild is our own, we don’t need to be too stingy. We can share the profits later!”
Fox thought about what I said and in the end he still agreed with me, “Yep, I agree with this logic…. is there anything else? If there isn’t, I’ll go put these up in the stall. It seems putting up a stall sells stuff much faster than auctioning.”
Me: “Can you help me stock up on Lv 50 and below Silver Tier equipment? Get whatever you can, but the highest price cannot exceed 5G; otherwise don’t get it. Here, this is 5000G; just use this money to collect them…. after you collect them, put them in this warehouse. When we’re free you can give them to me.”
Fox hesitated: “Sure, but what do you need all this trash Silver Tier equipment for? To tell the truth, only the lowest level players are using Silver Tier equipment, not to mention they’re under Lv 50. Of what use can they be?”
I grinned: “Hermits have their secret methods; just help me collect them!”
“Sure, wait for my good news!”
“Okay, then I’ll be on my way!”
“Okay!”
……
After dealing with all of my business, I finally had time to look at another treasure in my bag. It was the time-worn dull sword—-
【Ancient Soul Sword】: A sealed dull sword, the sword spirit within is in a deep slumber. It must be awakened, and then it must be smelted with rare metal before it can become a new godly equipment! At the moment the sword spirit’s awakening is at: 0%!
I didn’t even know where to begin to break the sword’s seal. Without a clue as to where to start, I first went to the smith to see if he had any ideas.
Following a small alley that passed through Ba Huang City’s Marketplace, the weapons sector was right in front of me when a screen of green smoke appeared and four smith stalls stood on the street.
Thousand Success Smith Store!
Quickly, I stepped into the store that looked the biggest. A shirtless middle aged blacksmith was hammering away on a piece of metal. The moment the piece of metal was submerged into the icy water, making a “Puchi” sound, the blacksmith’s expression was overjoyed as he said, “The noblemen from Knight Academy will get another sharp iron sword. This sword is at least a Silver Tier!”
At one side, a young student asked, “Master, when can I also create a Silver Tier weapon?”
The middle aged blacksmith laughed and said, “Don’t be too arrogant. You must slowly work at it in order to understand the mysteries of casting and experience the profoundness of smithing. Sooner or later you’ll end up becoming a quality blacksmith. You might even be recruited by the emperor and become a famous royal blacksmith, used exclusively by dukes and generals to create their weapons. If that happens, your name will follow your creations and last throughout history!”
The small blacksmith began imagining his future glory, and was completely immersed in his dream world.
I walked up to talk to the middle aged blacksmith, “Master, I want to seek out your expertise on a problem!”
The middle aged blacksmith glanced at me, and muttered, “Young adventurer, what do you need from me? Hurry up and say it; I’m very busy and I don’t have time to talk about meaningless things with you…”
I nodded my head, and took the sealed sword from my bag, as I said, “This is a spirit weapon. Apparently, using some type of method, I can awaken the sword’s spirit. Master, can you take a look at it for me….”
The middle aged smith looked at me warily, and took the sealed sword, then gave a deep sigh, as he said, “This is a broken sword, what do you want me to see? You’re wasting my time. Youngster, leave, my time is very precious…. “
I was startled, “Okay… alright then…..”
After leaving, I went into a second smith shop, but the answer I got was the same. In fact, the next three smith shops that I went to all thought my soul weapon was a broken piece of equipment.
I was starting to feel hopeless when I walked into the fourth smith’s stall!
“Creak….. “
The thin dry door was pushed open. It seemed as though it had been a long time since anyone had been to the shop. The fires within the furnace had burnt out long ago. It seemed as though there hadn’t been any business in this shop for a long time. An old smith sat across the room, blowing into a smoke pipe. “Ba da Ba da” nonstop. Above his head were some floating words–
【Old Smith Li Leng】(Purple Tier Boss)
Level: 70
Introduction: An elderly blacksmith that seems to know many stories