Mystic God-level Emperor System

After Lin Wenhai and others from Xianyue left, he suddenly remembered that if Su Han directly forged for others, Jubao Pavilion's profits would disappear, and his expression suddenly changed.

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Su Han already guessed something in his mind, so he smiled lightly and said, "Shopkeeper Lin, you might as well speak up if you have anything to say."

Lin Wenhai expressed his worries.

"Master Su, if this happens, the magic weapons in Jubao Pavilion will not be sold. They will choose to ask you to forge them directly, saving a lot of money..."

"Shop Manager Lin, we can sign an agreement. Except for the few people just now, the rest of the people who want to forge magic weapons have to come to me through the Jubao Pavilion, and the price will be based on the normal price."

Su Han smiled lightly.

Lin Wenhai was startled and his eyes widened a bit.

It seems that Su Han would not expect such a move. Isn't this just giving timely help?

"But I have a condition."

Su Han smiled and said, "I want the Ningxiang Dan, a large amount of Ningxiang Dan. I hope Shopkeeper Lin can use his connections in Jubao Pavilion to mobilize it for me."

Lin Wenhai thought it was some kind of condition. When he heard that it was just the Queen of Ningxiang Dan, he felt relieved and said with a slight smile:

"Master Su, this kind of thing is easy. I have a quota of fifty Condensation Pills every month.

If it's not enough, I can mobilize quotas from other tribes. During the period of forging the divine weapons, these Condensing Pills will be given priority to Master Su. "

Just like a treasure-gathering pavilion of a blood-slaying tribe, it has a quota of fifty Condensing Pills a month?

Isn’t that six hundred pills a year?

Calculated based on the top Ningxiang fruit trees, which bear forty fruits a year, the number of Ningxiang fruit trees responsible for supplying the Blood Slaughter tribe would be as many as fifteen!

There are so many tribes in the North, and each tribe has a treasure gathering pavilion...

Su Han was finally able to understand more directly the strength of the Yaksha Clan, and the Jubao Pavilion was only a part of the Yaksha Clan!

He firmly believed that the great sage behind Jubao Pavilion controlled a grove of condensed phase fruit trees...

"That won't be a problem."

Su Han smiled and nodded.

The Jubao Pavilion here is basically enough to supply the Condensation Pill he needs.

"Master Su, the spirit coins you earned today are enough to buy a hundred Condensation Pills. If you need them, I will notify other places and ask them to transfer a batch."

Lin Wenhai said.

"A hundred?"

Su Han was a little surprised.

Lin Wenhai's expression changed slightly, and he said with a sneer: "We usually sell one for eleven or two top-grade spirit coins, but I can decide to sell it to Master Su for ten top-grade spirit coins. If it's any lower, I have to ask the boss for instructions. Over there at the helm..."

He thought Su Han thought the price was too expensive, but his authority could only go so far.

He didn't want to ask the chief helm for instructions unless he had to, otherwise Su Han would definitely be invited to the chief helm.

At least, Lin Wenhai had to forge some more magical weapons for him here before he was willing to let go.

"Well, let's just follow the price of ten top-grade spiritual coins."

Su Han nodded thoughtfully.

The price was much cheaper than in Fengyun Jiuzhou, and he was very satisfied.

"Shopkeeper Lin can summon people to mobilize the Ningxiang Pill. During the next period of time, most of my spirit coins will be used to purchase the Ningxiang Pill."

Su Han smiled.

"good!"

Lin Wenhai's eyes lit up slightly.

This is a good thing.

The other party earned the spiritual coins and bought the Ningxiang Pill from him. The performance belonged to him, and the money also went into the pocket of Jubao Pavilion.

Although the profit is already relatively small, it cannot support the large volume. This is equivalent to making money from both ends. It is simply a God-given opportunity!

Ling Mansion.

"Dad! Give me the eighth-level spiritual materials you have collected over the years!"

Ling Huxing hurriedly shouted.

"What's so noisy!"

Ling Zhan walked out slowly and stared at Ling Hu with a gloomy look.

Ling Hu was startled, but when he thought about the Treasure Judgment Pavilion, he recounted the story with excitement.

Ling Zhan's face gradually showed surprise.

"Eighth-level divine weapon craftsman, perfect rune?

When did our Yaksha tribe have such a character? "

"It's true dad, I saw it with my own eyes. Ten pieces of eighth-level spiritual materials were forged into divine weapons in the blink of an eye.

The spiritual materials collected by Hai'er are not of high grade. Even if they are of eighth level, they can only be forged to the intermediate level of eighth level.

So dad, please give me your spiritual materials and some spiritual coins, and I’ll get an eighth-level high-level peak magic weapon back! "

Ling Hu said excitedly.

"Hmph! Eighth-level advanced peak? Do you know how many spiritual coins are needed for this magical weapon?

It really hurts my back to stand and talk! "

Ling Zhan snorted coldly. He had been wandering around for many years before he got himself an eighth-level advanced peak magic weapon.

"Dad, as the deputy leader of the Fierce Battle Hall these years, you are the strongest being in our Blood Slaughter Tribe besides Da Yaksha and the leader.

Countless people come to give gifts every year. They have saved a lot of spiritual coins over the years, right? "

Ling Hu said with a strange expression: "Instead of keeping these spiritual coins, it is better to take them out and get an eighth-level high-level peak magic weapon, so that after the child is promoted to the sixth calamity, he will also have a magic weapon to use.

This is a priceless thing. If you miss this opportunity, you will have to go to those eighth-level magic weapon craftsmen to beg hard and wait in line for many years before you have a chance.

If we are unlucky and the spiritual materials continue to be damaged, the spiritual coins we pay will be higher.

Even if it is a finished magic weapon, it may not take long for an eighth-level high-level peak to appear in treasure gathering pavilions in various places, and it will have to be snapped up by countless people! "

After more than ten breaths.

"I'll go with you!"

Ling Zhan prepared the spiritual materials and top-grade spiritual coins, grunted, and led a group of servants and Ling Hu towards the direction of the Treasure Pavilion.

Fairy Mansion.

The Immortal Mansion is very large and has numerous branches, but everyone is a descendant of the Great Yaksha, and no one dares to divide the family without permission.

Therefore, no matter which lineage they belong to, they all live in the Immortal Mansion.

Xian Yue hurried back to the Immortal Mansion. After arriving in the second room, he planned to tell his parents what had just happened.

He has spiritual materials, but lacks spiritual coins, so he needs the support of his parents.

The reception hall in the second room was very lively at this time.

The Immortal Ancestor Spirit was following his parents and was talking to an old man. Behind the old man, there were a man and a woman standing.

These three people, including the old man, all look different from the Yasha clan, with a hint of metallic color on their faces.

The skin is also light golden. This is a strong man from the 'Item Clan' who is only one or two weaker than the Yasha Clan!

"Brother Zhou, we provide eighth-level spiritual materials, but after the forging is successful, can the price be lower? Twelve hundred top-grade spiritual coins are really..."

Immortal Ancestor Ling's father had a wry smile on his face.

He exuded the aura of the Five Tribulations, which was comparable to that of the old man opposite.

The mother of the Immortal Ancestor Spirit has a slightly lower level of cultivation. She only has one calamity of Dharma and is not as good as the Immortal Ancestor Spirit.

"The price is already very low." The old man shook his head indifferently, and then stood up: "I was just passing by here today. If you are not satisfied, it's okay. Forging an eighth-level high-level peak magic weapon is not only time-consuming but also expensive. Even though I have no power, I don’t earn as much as I imagined.”