Volume 1 Uncle Nine's World Chapter 23: Lightning Struck Wood, Blood Scale Fruit
Huang Daxian's face froze when he heard this. He felt like he was being threatened.
After all, the Huangxian clan is considered a big clan. As the clan leader of a place, how could he not be angry when threatened like this? He wanted to say some tough words, but as far as he could see, he saw a ball of green gas on Simu's head.
Looking at him for a few more seconds makes me nervous, as if I could kill him at any time.
He seemed to have thought of something in his mind, "Have you invited the founder of Maoshan to come over?"
When Simu saw that he had figured it out, he immediately smiled and said, "Tongbei Mountain is the territory of your Huangxian clan. I have to prepare some means of self-defense. What if you suddenly attack and hurt someone? I haven't lived enough."
Huang Daxian was also furious when he heard this. He was now in a dilemma. However, the materials for the two magic swords could not be given away.
You have to know that the weight of the five hundred year old lightning-struck wood is only enough to make two peach wood swords.
In fact, it does not mean that an entire piece of lightning-struck wood can be used as material for a magical instrument. If that were the case, although lightning-struck wood is rare, there would not be a shortage of magical instruments. Normally, only one percent of an entire piece of lightning-struck wood can be used as a spiritual material, and the rest are waste materials and cannot be used.
After the Huangxian clan refined the entire lightning-struck wood, only the weight of two magical weapons remained. If they gave all of them to Simu, with the value of a five-hundred-year-old lightning-struck wood, how could he be willing to give that up?
He looked at the green air above Simu's head with fear.
"The Taoist priest also knows the value of a magic sword. Not all lightning-struck wood can be used as spiritual materials. That lightning-struck wood is only worth two magic swords in total. It is wrong for my Huangxian clan to provoke the disciples of Maoshan. However, with the price of a five-hundred-year-old lightning-struck wood, the value of a magic sword is enough to offset it. Taoist priest, don't be greedy."
Upon hearing this, Simu was delighted, as the Huangxian clan of Tongbei Mountain actually obtained the five hundred year old lightning-struck wood.
Yes, Simu was trying to deceive Wong Tai Sin. Although he had many friends and was very influential in Xiangzhou, it was not easy to obtain such hidden information. He just heard that there was a five hundred year old lightning-struck tree on Tongbei Mountain, so he deceived Wong Tai Sin. Unexpectedly, he encountered such a pleasant surprise.
The weight of a magic sword is enough, but it is not easy to agree. After thinking for a while, he continued, "The weight of a sword is the weight of a sword, but you have to add a blood scale fruit."
When Huang Daxian heard this, his eyes widened immediately. This guy in front of him was too bold to ask for it.
The Blood Scale Fruit is a specialty of Tongbei Mountain, a spiritual fruit that can enhance physical fitness. It is only useful for cultivators in the Refining Essence Realm and demons in the Awakening Spirit Realm. If it were placed in ancient times, it would naturally not be considered an important spiritual fruit, but in today's world of the Dharma Ending Age, it is very precious.
The Huangxian clan is not the king of Tongbei Mountain. The annual production of blood scale fruits is only about two. The Huangxian clan can get about half of it, which are all used to train the clan members. Although its value is not as high as that of the five hundred year old lightning-struck wood, its value is indeed not low. Now Simu actually wants one for export. They only get one every year. How could the Huang Daxian be willing?
"Master, you are so bold to ask for that. My Tongbei Mountain Huangxian clan only gets one every year. This year's one has already been used. Master, don't even think about it."
Simu shook his head. "Why should Huang Xian deceive me? The Blood Scale Fruit is not impossible to preserve. How can the Huang Xian clan not have stock? I am not an unreasonable person. Give me a portion of lightning-struck wood and a Blood Scale Fruit. I will leave now and this matter ends here . Otherwise, my Maoshan disciples will march into the mountain in large numbers tomorrow."
Huang Daxian was so angry when he heard this. This Simu was getting more and more outrageous. Now he was going to attack the mountain if he didn't agree. Isn't this bullying?
"you!"
Jiale looked at the ferocious-looking Wong Tai Sin and couldn't help but step back, fearing that he would suddenly attack and hurt someone. Although Jiale didn't know what the Blood Scale Fruit was, it seemed to be extraordinary now. Otherwise, it was just a fruit. Why would Wong Tai Sin do this?
Moreover, Jiale also had a new understanding of the reputation of Maoshan. One could tell from the look of hatred and caution on Wong Tai Sin's face.
After a long time, Wong Tai Sin finally calmed down.
He said coldly, "Wait!"
After saying that, a yellow light flashed away, and the Wong Tai Sin actually left directly.
Could it be that he went to get the lightning-struck wood and blood-scale fruit?
Jiale was guessing in his heart, and sure enough, after a while, Wong Tai Sin came back again, and a piece of purple .
"Take your things and leave quickly. You are not welcome in Tongbei Mountain anymore."
From the sound of his voice, you can tell that he is almost out of control.
Jiale looked at Simu and saw him nod. Jiale stepped forward and took the lightning wood and the fruit in his arms.
Simu looked at the things and confirmed that they were correct. He felt very happy. He had made a fortune this time. No matter whether it was the lightning-struck wood or the blood scale fruit, they were priceless treasures that could not be bought with money.
As for whether Huang Xian was happy or not, he didn't care. Who made him dare to provoke Maoshan?
"Haha, now that the stuff has arrived, the grudges are settled. But I still hope that Huang Xian can control the tribesmen. If they take the initiative to provoke my Maoshan disciples next time, I won't be as easy to talk to as I am."
After saying that, Simu took Jiale and walked down the mountain.
There was a sound of gnashing teeth behind him. Jia Le seemed to have sensed the endless resentment coming from Wong Tai Sin.
On the way.
"Master, I know this lightning-struck wood, but what kind of treasure is this blood scale fruit?"
Simu was in a good mood after hearing this, and said slowly, "This blood scale fruit can only be regarded as a low-level spiritual fruit that can enhance physical fitness. For us cultivators, in addition to enhancing physical fitness, it can also improve the cultivation of the Refining Essence Realm. This is what your master asked for specially for you. In the end of the world, even low-level spiritual fruits are very rare. For the outside world, this blood scale fruit is already a priceless thing. Although its value is not as good as the lightning-struck wood, it is not bad either."
I see!
Jiale was also quite happy when he heard this. It turned out that this thing was useful to him. It was the best thing.
He weighed the blood scale fruit in his hand casually. Looking at the bright red fruit that looked like a peach, he wanted to swallow it in one gulp. However, it was just a thought. Even if he wanted to eat it, he had to wait until he returned.
On Tongbei Mountain, after Simu and Jiale left, Wong Tai Sin returned to Tongbei Mountain and took a photo of his grandson directly.
"You little thing, didn't I tell you not to provoke those Taoist disciples? What's wrong with you?"
This grandson was the yellow-skinned man who had blocked the road to ask for a title that day. Seeing his grandmother's furious look, the yellow-skinned man was also a little scared and quickly begged for mercy, "Grandma, don't be angry, I just couldn't help it for a moment, and I won't dare to do it again in the future."
Looking at his grandson who carefully admitted his mistake, and thinking of the anger he had just suffered and the things he had lost, Huang Daxian was even more furious. "You just couldn't help it. Do you know how many treasures your grandma has lost? Your blood scale fruit is gone too . Get out of here. If you cause trouble for me again, I will beat you to death."
The yellow-skinned man was thrown out of the cave and was a little confused, especially when he heard that his blood scale fruit was gone. He felt even more upset. For the monster clan, the blood scale fruit can not only improve the physical fitness, but also has some functions to improve the bloodline. How could it just disappear like that?
Thinking of this, Huangpizi also hated Jiale. It was all because of this guy. This matter was not over yet.
