A few hours later, a young man with a leather pouch walked into his store. Qing Shui knew this person, he was none other than the young man with the pearly white teeth.
After seeing the young man, Qing Shui broke into a smile. From their encounter back then, Qing Shui knew that this person would come back again. Looking at the leather pouch that seemed extremely bulky, Qing Shui could guess the intentions of the young man. He gestured for the young man to come forward and the young man took the initiative to speak.
“Mister, do you mind taking a look at this 1,000 year coldsteel?” The young man laughed as he passed a bag over to Qing Shui.
“1,000 year coldsteel?”
Qing Shui opened the leather bag, seeing a huge piece of substance akin like ice, shining with a brilliant light, as he reached out to hold the coldsteel.
“Careful, it’s so cold that it burns my hand!” The young man hurriedly warned.
However, it was as though Qing Shui couldn’t feel the cold. He firmly held the coldsteel in his hands, feeling the spiritual energy from it with his Saintly Hands. Combining with his knowledge of the unlocked blueprints, he knew that this material was extremely well suited to forge boots because the spiritual energy he sensed in it seemed to be tinged with a hint of wind-element, gently breezing.
Other than that, Qing Shui could also feel traces of extreme coldness. Although it didn’t affect him, ordinary humans would surely be burned by the ice chill of the coldsteel. How powerful would it be if this material was forged into a flexible weapon such as the whip.
Only after several moments did Qing Shui open his mouth. “Speak, what do you want for this?”
“Can I exchange the coldsteel for a weapon in your store?” The young man replied, somewhat cautiously.
Because the young man knew that no matter how good the material is, there was no way for it could be sold for 5 million taels of silver. Although it was a rare forging material, not many blacksmith would have the use for it as their qualifications were not high enough to use it. That was also the reason why it’s material value was not as high as one would expect.
“Sure, take your pick, you can choose any weapon in my store. Take note that there are some with weaker attributes, you should hold the weapon you want in your hand and test it out before choosing. Not only that, if you still have materials at the same grade as this 1,000 years coldsteel, you can just directly bring it to me. Regardless of money or weapons that you want, anything is fine.” Qing Shui smiled. After all, the forged weapons like the jagged sword were nothing in his eyes, but they were extremely valuable to others. Just as the saying went, one man’s junk is another man’s treasure.
The young man happily nodded, “Sure, I have some friends who have pieces of 1,000 year coldsteel as well, I’ll refer them to you.”
And just as what he expected, the young man took the recently forged jagged sword with the biggest attributes. He also didn’t expect that 3 jagged swords would be traded in one day. However, Qing Shui was extremely joyful. After all, the value of the soulshake bell was many times more compared to these swords.
“It seems like I need to forge more of these swords.” Qing Shui silently remarked. Only with more weapons would he be able to attract even more people and thus collect even more rare and valuable materials. After which, Qing Shui put the coldsteel as well as over 10 pieces of forging materials into his spatial realm. Since he was in no mood to continue forging, he decided to close the store for the day.
Qing Shui loved bustling city streets the most, seeing the crowd milling about, Qing Shui ‘shut’ his consciousness off and turned into a brainless zombie, following the flow of the crowd. It was a good method to take things off his mind by listening to the sounds of the various conversations on the street.
Qing Shui loved the feeling of being a mindless zombie. Usually, he would spend all his free time in cultivation, striving to reach his goals. He really loved the feeling of milling about with no objective in mind, without any pressure, spending his time free of worries, no matter how short it was. However, it was a pity that he couldn’t do so majority of the time. The pressure of real life didn’t allow him to do so. Thus, he treasured every moment he could, it was only during this time that he was the most relaxed.
Enjoying the feeling of relaxation, Qing Shui didn’t look up, he chose to walk lowering his head, he merely followed the flow of the crowd. He will naturally ‘wake up’ whenever he felt like it.
After the time it takes for an incense to burn out.
“Bang.”