Bamboo Mound

Chapter 155 Weapon Refining Workshop

“Okay.” Ning Chang nodded and took off his jade pendant and placed it on the platform.

"Elder, please wait a moment." Seeing this, the disciple understood that Ning Chang would not exchange for any other materials, so he stood up, bowed, took the jade token, and walked towards the depths of the exchange hall.

Before long, the disciple returned to the spot and came to Ning Chang. He then took out six small wooden boxes from his spatial bag and handed them, along with the jade token, to Ning Chang.

"A total of eight thousand merit points. Elders can verify this themselves."

"Hmm." Ning Chang put away the five boxes and opened the remaining one.

A strong smell of blood immediately wafted out, making him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Hmm..." He closed the wooden box, moved it a little further away, took a deep breath, and then opened it again.

Upon closer inspection, two scarlet chunks of flesh, each about the size of two fists, lay inside!

Its surface glowed with a rosy light, as if it were still trembling; it was a material of the seventh level of the Spirit Platform.

"There wasn't any blood drawn, was there? It smells so foul," Ning Chang asked, frowning.

“Indeed, when extracting materials from exotic beasts, we don’t intentionally bleed them, as that would affect the spiritual quality within.” The disciple’s voice was strained and he was holding his breath.

"Huh~ thank goodness it's not for eating." Ning Chang quickly closed the wooden box, put it into his spatial bag, and left the exchange hall.

However, it was tough on the disciple, because because he was in the corner, the smell of meat lingered in front of his counter for quite some time.

"Phew, next... let's go to the weapon crafting workshop. The materials for an eighth-tier fetal heart beast are only two thousand per piece. With my current 100,000 merit points, I should be able to customize a piece of armor, or at least buy one."

Having experienced a tribulation, he felt that his own tribulation would require at least four or five magical treasures, if the red light shield at that time was considered a magical treasure.

However, all signs indicate that his next priority is to earn a large number of merit points. As for cultivation, he was not in a hurry to begin with, and he was even less anxious after discovering that the Azure Bamboo could assist in cultivation.

He then started again and sped off towards the gate of the weapon-refining workshop.

Unlike the layout of Medicine King Valley, the location of the weapon refining workshop is at the foot of a concave-topped mountain.

However, rather than being called a concave-topped mountain, it is more like a volcano with an artificially sealed top, with the solidified shape of the outer layer of flowing rock being very obvious.

As Ning Chang gradually approached, a scorching and unique aura filled the air, accompanied by the incessant clanging of metal.

The spiritual patterns that appeared and disappeared throughout the sect shimmered with a mysterious light, but their concealment was somewhat inferior to that of the Medicine King Valley's protective array.

On the mountainside of Aoding Mountain, a huge building rises from the ground. It is entirely made of white stone, with flowing veins and shimmering light on it, which is out of place with the surrounding environment. It must be the most important part of the weapon refining workshop.

However, this grand hall, which should have been clean and new due to its white stone exterior, presents a different kind of ancient and dignified style.

Before he could land, or even just get close, he was spotted by the commuting disciples, who reported it and summoned the elders of the weapon-refining workshop.

"Elder of Medicine King Valley, what brings you here?" A middle-aged man who looked very capable suddenly appeared out of thin air and stood in front of him.

"Senior, I am Ning Chang, a newly promoted elder of Medicine King Valley. I have come here to visit the weapon-refining workshop and inquire about the prices of various armor and magical treasures."

Although the themes of the robes of the Weapon Refining Workshop and the Medicine King Valley are not the same, they both have different patterns for different ranks, and the appearance of the elder's jade token and the disciple's jade token are also very different. Just by looking at this, one can identify that the person in front of him is an elder of the Weapon Refining Workshop.

Not to mention that it was still in fetal heartbeat mode, which is beyond question.

"Yes, come with me." The elder nodded and beckoned Ning Chang to descend with him.

"Um, thank you, senior. But how should I address you?" The middle-aged man nodded slightly, his expression unchanged. "Zhao Gang."

Ning Chang was somewhat restrained by the cold attitude, and also worried that his robbery of the mine would be exposed, even though he hadn't used any of the spirit stones yet.

But as it turned out, he was overthinking it. It was just a small spirit stone mine, not some other mineral material, and it was so far away that it was forgotten a month after the incident.

"Um... Senior Zhao, if you're busy, just have one of your disciples show me around."

However, Zhao Gang simply waved his hand and said, "It's alright, I don't have anything urgent to do right now. If you have any questions, just ask me."

He didn't turn around, so Ning Chang couldn't see his expression. She could only follow silently behind him, looking around.

Ascending the stone steps, the two entered the outer area of ​​the weapon-refining workshop.

This place is more like the residence of outer disciples. People come and go. The disciples are either carrying spiritual materials and hurrying along, or sitting together to discuss their weapon-refining experience. Through the gaps between the buildings, you can also see scattered arenas where disciples are wielding various weapons and slashing at each other!

Explosions could be heard from inside the house from time to time. It wasn't until the two passed by a house and heard an explosion that Zhao explained that it was the sound of the furnace exploding because the outer disciples had failed in their weapon forging.

Hearing Zhao Gang's unchanged tone and the equally indifferent expressions of the disciples around him, Ning Chang no longer cared about the injuries of the disciple who had exploded.

"They weren't too surprised; it seems there will be virtually no casualties."

The arrival of the two did not attract much attention from the disciples. After all, the weapon-refining workshop was semi-open, and there were quite a few people who came to customize and purchase weapons and armor. In most cases, Zhao Gang was in charge of leading them.

Along the way, Ning Chang saw many strange weapons in the hands of his disciples. Some were small and exquisite, yet contained powerful explosive force; others had a simple and ancient design, yet exuded a unique aura.

But more often than not, they are all kinds of strange and bizarre shapes, most of which are made in imitation of mythical beasts. It is easy to tell that they have incorporated their own creativity and imagination into these weapons.

After crossing this area, Zhao Gang led Ning Chang straight to the foot of the mountain and entered through a cave, instead of heading to the white stone hall halfway up the mountain.

This was the first time Ning Chang had asked a question.

"That's the Special Department. They usually make tools made primarily of non-mineral materials or process materials that cannot be exposed to high temperatures. No outsiders are allowed to enter without the sect leader's permission, not even if you are an elder of Medicine King Valley."

"Oh," Ning Chang replied without nodding, because he figured Zhao Gang wouldn't see it anyway.

"The area on the way here was the outer area of ​​the weapon-refining workshop. Once you enter the volcano, you'll be in the core area."

Ning Chang followed Zhao Gang along the cave, feeling increasingly hot. Even with his Lingtai Realm cultivation, he felt as if he was about to break out in a sweat. After walking several dozen steps, the cave suddenly opened up.