"Friend Pigeon, the itinerary of the senior who will give you the initiation has been confirmed. He will arrive at your place in two days."
That night, in Jiang Xia's study, Xiao Yaer, the customer service girl of Hongyan Club, took the initiative to contact the busy Lao Jiang. Upon hearing that the initiation service he had "booked" was coming, Lao Jiang felt very happy.
He picked up the message stone and said:
"You guys are quite efficient. The shopping experience is very good. Do you want me to arrange to welcome that senior?"
“No need.”
Xiaoya said:
"That senior likes quietness and is a true practitioner, so the lower the profile, the better."
“I understand.”
Jiang Xia nodded, and then asked:
"I have another person here who needs to be initiated and taught. Is it too late to provide an additional service now?"
"Well... you should discuss this with that senior yourself."
Xiaoya hesitated for a few seconds and replied:
“But she’s on her way there this time, so she may not have time to stay. If she misses you, I can arrange for another senior to come to your place temporarily.
But it doesn’t necessarily guarantee that it’s a woman.”
"All right."
Lao Jiang felt a little regretful. He said to the customer service lady on the other side of the communication stone:
"Then I'd like to order another set of initiation services. Will the price remain the same as last time? By the way, how are the sales of the last batch of precious ash medicines?"
"That's pretty good!"
When talking about this issue, Xiao Yaer immediately became excited, with a hint of pride in her tone.
explain:
“Through our Hongyan Club’s channels, as soon as the precious medicine was put on the shelves, it was immediately snapped up by all parties, and we also consumed a portion of it internally.
I was just about to ask you, when will the next batch of precious ash medicine be available? The sooner the better, we can increase the price. Also, you said you have a better quality precious medicine, can you provide it this time?"
"Not this time."
Jiang Xia put the communication stone aside.
He continued to focus his attention on the various spiritual materials laid out on the table. In front of him was a sun emblem with a slightly changed shape.
The prototype of this low-grade magic weapon had already been made in Mo Shuang Mountain. Today, with the help of the chip's computing track, Lao Jiang completed the complex and tedious spiritual engraving on it.
Now for the final spiritual touch.
The Sun Emblem is not a product of Mohist artifacts, so it does not need to be quenched. As long as there is no problem with the engraving of the spiritual array, it can theoretically be used after being possessed by the spirit.
However, the spiritual materials that Lao Jiang had on hand were not the original materials of the Sun Ashes, but various spiritual materials from the Bitter Wood Realm that were used instead based on the advice of Elder Sanbao.
It has been localized.
Therefore, we will have to verify its effectiveness before we know it.
Jiang Xia picked up the Midas Touch and used the ashes to bring spirit to his work while saying to Xiaoya:
“How precious is the top-grade precious ash medicine?
Without having to rely on luck, you can obtain powerful magical powers with extremely good growth potential. It is my most valuable product. Although we have a pleasant cooperation, we are not yet familiar with each other to the extent that I can deliver it to you.
Don’t be impatient, Xiaoya.
Business needs to be done slowly.
Just like last time, will I use your funnel magic tool to give you the goods?"
"Not this time."
Xiaoya was a little disappointed, but she still cheered up and said:
"Just hand the goods over to that senior. The value of the Ash Treasure Medicine has been proven. It would be unsafe to use this teleportation tool to take it back and forth at will."
"really."
Old Jiang, who was considered an instrument maker, nodded in agreement.
He said:
“If the moving tool is disturbed and something goes wrong, the goods will be completely lost in the chaotic space. I have heard of such things before.
Although the probability is very low, it is still important to be on guard.
Also, can the spiritual spear weapon I submitted to you earlier be listed as a product of the Hongyan Society?"
“Well… yes.”
Xiaoya said:
“The treasure appraiser has looked at it. Although it is only suitable for cultivators in the Qi Training Realm, cultivators in the True Existence Realm don’t really need it. However, it is very convenient for lower-level cultivators to use.
After all, there is no need to use divine thoughts to control the magic weapon, just pull the trigger to fire it, and it is inexpensive, which makes it more price-competitive than ordinary magic weapons.
So, if you can maintain sufficient production, then we are willing to sell on your behalf.
Since you are already a Class A honored guest of our Hongyan Club, I will only charge you 10% as a resale fee for the consignment sale."
"One percent? That's too much."
Jiang Xia said unsatisfactorily:
"How many low-level cultivators are there in the world? Once these cheap and easy-to-use weapons enter the market, they will be enough to overthrow the status of lower-level magic tools.
If there are ten lower-level cultivators in the world, and one tenth of them hold spiritual spears, I will ensure that the other nine tenths also have similar weapons in their hands to use as a deterrent.
The demand for it is staggering.
I'm selling at low prices but in large quantities, and if you take away 10%, how can I make any money?
Halfway, that’s my bottom line.”
Xiao Yaer did not answer immediately, and Jiang Xia was not in a hurry. He continued to work hard on his work. After nearly twenty breaths, Xiao Yaer answered again:
"Okay, half of it, but the transfer fees of various spirit bullets must also be included."
She must have asked her superiors for instructions.
Old Jiang curled his lips and said:
"What if a customer in the Hongyan Club copies my weapon? It's not difficult to make."
"This is beyond our jurisdiction, dear guest."
There was a strange hint of joy in Xiaoya's voice. She smiled like a lark and said:
"The world-renowned Mo Shuang Mountain can't even stop the monks from imitating their magic tools, so how can we, the Hongyan Society, accomplish such a great feat?"
"Okay, I'm just asking casually."
Lao Jiang didn't care. He spoke a few more words to Xiaoya and then ended the communication.
Imitation?
He actually doesn't care about this issue at all.
There are machine tool assembly lines in the wasteland, geniuses like Wutong who are good at "cost control", and ash raw materials that are firmly controlled in their own hands.
Lao Jiang just doesn't believe that there is anyone in Kumu Realm who can make spirit-infused firearms at a lower cost than him?
When the cost is high, the price will naturally be high.
Once the price is high, competitiveness will disappear.
In the cultivation world of Ku Mu Realm, weapons such as spirit spears are destined not to be the mainstream among high-level cultivators, and there are plenty of strange and bizarre magical instruments and treasures.
Compared to them, ordinary spirit spears are clumsy.
Not outstanding in any aspect.
Old Jiang has now realized that the magic weapons of spiritual spears are meant to make money in the low-end market, and their positioning is basically equivalent to "fast-moving consumer goods."
Cost and price are king.
In the future, spiritual guns and magic weapons are destined to move towards the high-end route, such as the enhanced Vulcan cannon with the Five Elements Ink Talisman version, and weapons of mass destruction such as the spiritual missile.
This is also the focus of Lao Jiang’s next attempt.
But now, he has a lot of things on his hands.
So trying out these new weapons and new products will have to wait.
When you are working, time always flies.
Lao Jiang calmed down and concentrated all his attention on the sun emblem in his hand. In this quiet night, he thought with the help of the chip.
Without realizing it, Lao Jiang entered into that state of meditation again.
Huge and detailed data rolled in front of Lao Jiang's left eye. The chip controlled the left arm prosthesis and, in a micro-carving mode, accurately and evenly spread ten bags of top-quality ashes on the complex grooves on the surface of the sun emblem.
The Sun Emblem does not require the Mo Shuang Mountain's weapon-making method and does not require too much spiritual power, but considering the current price of top-grade ashes sold in the Hongyan Club.
The production cost of this thing is really astonishing.
Old Jiang felt so heartbroken that blood was about to bleed.
Not until the last coat of paint was completed did Lao Jiang wake up from his trance. He stretched himself lazily, looked back out the window, and the sky was already turning pale.
The spiritual power in the body also increased slightly.
"Shi Rui is right. The more advanced your practice is, the more you need to rely on meditation when making instruments. This kind of spiritual power fed back from heaven and earth has no side effects. It's like it was gained through hard practice."
He felt the spiritual power flowing through his body, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
It was just that he had consumed too much energy and had been in a state of meditation all night, making Lao Jiang so tired that he even yawned. However, the sun emblem in front of him, which was emitting a slightly burning heat, made Lao Jiang 's eyes full of joy.
Back then, Chu Qiao relied on a secret method to create a low-grade magic weapon, Sixteen Leaves of Black Silk, in the Qi training stage, and was known as the genius of Mo Shuang Mountain.
Now, Lao Jiang has also accomplished this feat.
Of course, the difficulty of the spirit possession technique he used and the five elements ink talismans Chu Qiao used to make magic weapons was like heaven and earth, but even so, it was enough to be proud of.
"A magic weapon. It's the first magic weapon I made myself."
Lao Jiang stood up and took the somewhat unsightly sun emblem in his hand, which had not yet been sprayed with spiritual materials on the surface, and felt the heat that was brewing and surging like a volcanic eruption.
That extremely strong and masculine aura swept away the coldness of the night.
It feels warm, just like sunshine caressing the body.
He looked at the exquisite, simple, majestic emblem in his hand, his eyes filled with intoxication.
Being able to make this thing by himself means that Lao Jiang has lit up the last bit of the technology tree in the branch of knowledge of spirit possession. Compared with the Mohist talismans, which are more inclusive, this set of knowledge of making equipment with a very low upper limit is really not difficult at all.
"The next step is to try to analyze Warspite."
He picked up the small spray gun that was at hand.
He mixed the finely ground pigment of the Fire-Element Red Elf Grass Spirit into the talisman water dissolved by the top-grade Spirit Gathering Pill, then activated the prosthetic body of his left hand, shaking it wildly like a centrifuge to allow the liquid to blend evenly.
Then use a spray gun to give the sun emblem a final spray-painting.
While doing it, I thought to myself:
“Although this Warspite is also in the category of spirit possession, Fleming must have added something else to it when he made it, making it so powerful that it doesn’t seem like a product of spirit possession at all.
Its production process even shows signs of breaking through the upper limit of the spirit-attaching technique. Some of the strange spiritual engravings are not even among the thirty-seven basic engravings.
Perhaps it is the unique skill of the master of spirit possession.
There is no introduction in his spirit book.
Um?"
Lao Jiang's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the waves in his sea of ​​consciousness. He frowned, clasped the sun emblem that had just been sprayed with his left hand, and pointed forward.
At this moment, the extremely strong and masculine scorching breath was like a giant dragon opening its mouth, with the power of destruction ready to be unleashed.
At the same time, in the center of Jiangxia's study, as a cold aura circulated, the local Cui Chenghuang also appeared in the old Jiang house at dawn.
As soon as he appeared, Cui Chenghuang was frightened by the scorching hot breath swirling and breathing in front of him.
He placed his left hand on the ceremonial sword at his waist that was filled with spiritual energy, then raised his right hand and shook it at Jiang Xia, indicating that he had no ill intentions. When Old Jiang saw the City God coming, he put down the emblem in his hand.
He was smiling.
Just as he was about to ask the City God about his purpose, he heard the City God say in a stern voice:
"Quick! Follow me!"
"Inspector Pomegranate is too reckless! He went to the capital to investigate a case without telling me in advance. Now he has stepped into a dangerous place and is in imminent danger. This matter involves a lot of people. I dare not make it public. I can only look for a reliable person like you.
Fellow Daoist Jiang, quickly bring your magic weapon and follow me to rescue them!"
"Um?"
Jiang Xia immediately sensed something ominous from the City God's words. When he thought about how uneasy he had been since he came back, he knew something big must have happened.
He immediately picked up the badge on the table, took a few steps forward, and asked:
"What on earth could have harmed the pomegranate?"
"event."
The City God was a little confused.
But still whispered:
"This is about the biggest black industry in the local area! I originally wanted to wait for the Taofu Academy's Chief Supervisor and the Mingli Academy's law enforcement monks to come over, so that there would be no more troubles, before reporting this matter.
Who knew that Inspector Pomegranate would be one step ahead of others.
It's really small, but it's very brave. It dared to jump in without knowing anything."
"The more you talk, the more confused I become."
Jiang Xia frowned and asked:
"Shi Liu said that he went to Jingji just to find some clues related to Yunhuo Taoist, and it was said to be a headless murder case from the early years.
It's just that the monks killed mortals. Besides, isn't Yunhuo Taoist already under surveillance by the land and your ghost soldiers? What could be the emergency?"
"Oh, Brother Jiang has always been cunning and sharp, how could he be so confused now!"
Cui Chenghuang stamped his feet anxiously and said:
"The Immortal Alliance has issued an order that cultivators are not allowed to interfere in the mortal world. If it is true that cultivators killed mortals, it should have been reported to the City God of the Capital City!
Fellow Daoist, why don’t you think about how such an evil thing could be concealed for more than thirty years! "
Old Jiang narrowed his eyes, and the next moment, he clenched his fists and said:
"Gyeonggi City God, is there a problem?"
“There’s a big problem!”
City God Cui didn't want to say much. He took Jiang Xia's hand and used the incense escape technique to move to the City God Temple. The land god Huaian Gong with a white beard and a peach wood staff was also waiting in the temple.
He looked very anxious and felt like he had seen a savior when he saw Lao Jiang.
"Pomegranate? Pomegranate! Squeak it!"
Lao Jiang took out the communication stone, injected spiritual energy into it, and called out in that direction, but his call fell on deaf ears.
He raised his head and looked at the City God and the Land God in front of him. His eyes were full of ferocity, like a tiger out of the cage, ready to devour someone.
“Take me there!”
"immediately!"