In just a few short days, Ye Chuan's "World's Number One Forging Master" shop, while not yet packed to the brim, had begun to see cultivators trickling in, drawn by its growing reputation.
Moreover, the fact that Ye Chuan's furnace could genuinely enhance the power of magical treasures was gradually spreading.
However, most people still held a skeptical attitude. After all, enhancing the power of an already forged weapon or magical artifact was practically unheard of.
In the evening, Ye Chuan was leisurely lounging on his sofa, while a little girl with a pair of fox ears was helping to massage his shoulders.
Due to her height, the little lass even had to stand on a stool.
"Boss, is this comfortable?"
"Passable. Your hands are just a bit small," Ye Chuan said.
"Then Hu Li will grow up quickly."
This was the medicine slave purchased a few days ago. Ye Chuan had named this little girl of the Mystic Fox clan "Hu Li". Although it sounded quite similar to "fox," she clearly liked the name very much.
Having been treated by Ye Chuan and given a proper bath, Hu Li now bore no resemblance to someone who had suffered abuse.
As for her lost memories, Ye Chuan had no good solution. He could heal wounds and even mend souls, but he was powerless against lost memories.
"Boss~"
"What is it?"
"Hehe, nothing."
In just these few days, the little girl, whose eyes were once dull and lifeless, had become exceptionally lively, even though Ye Chuan hadn't really done anything special for her.
He just treated her wounds and provided food and shelter.
At most, they chatted a bit.
A few days ago, she addressed Ye Chuan as "Master," but he didn't like that title. Besides, being called "Master" by a little girl felt a bit strange.
Firstly, he wasn't one, and secondly—
But she wasn't willing to call him by his name either, so she settled on "Boss" as her form of address.
Just as Ye Chuan was resting with his eyes closed, a figure walked into the shop entrance.
It was a young woman dressed in a moon-white long gown, a flowing, iridescent long sword hanging at her waist, followed by two maidservants.
As she entered the shop, a hint of arrogance and doubt lingered between her brows.
Hu Li, wearing a light blue ruqun skirt, quickly stepped forward to greet the customer upon seeing her.
"Young lady, how may I assist you?"
The young woman glanced at Hu Li's fox ears, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.
"A demon beast?"
However, she didn't elaborate, merely lifting her chin slightly. "I heard you can enhance weapons here? My junior brother said his sword's power greatly increased after being enhanced here. I've come to see if it's true."
She untied the sword from her waist and handed it to Hu Li. "This is my Moonlight Dawn Sword, a high-grade magical artifact. First, tell me how you enhance it?"
Hu Li took the sword, feeling its considerable weight. With a soft "huff," she strained to hold it in her arms, looking utterly adorable.
"Young lady, the initial enhancement for a high-grade magical artifact costs five thousand low-grade spirit stones. After enhancement, the weapon's spiritual power will increase noticeably, and corresponding luminous patterns will appear."
Hearing this, the young woman's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Five thousand spirit stones? A small shop like this dares to ask such a high price?"
"Fair trade. If you're unwilling, the exit is to your left," Ye Chuan said lazily from the sofa. After all, this wasn't the first time someone had said something like that these past few days.
Provoked by Ye Chuan's attitude, the young woman's competitive spirit flared. She snorted coldly, "Five thousand spirit stones is nothing I can't afford. Let's see what tricks you can pull!"
With that, she took out a storage pouch and tossed it to Hu Li.
"I am Zhang Yuefeng, a core disciple of the Profound Moon Sect."
The implication was clear: she was a disciple of a major sect, and if you dared to deceive her, you'd be in serious trouble.
Ye Chuan didn't even bat an eyelid. He didn't care about the Profound Moon Sect or any other moon sect.
He only cared about money.
"Boss~" Hu Li carried the sword over to Ye Chuan.
"Give it here."
Taking the Moonlight Dawn Sword from Hu Li, Ye Chuan casually tossed it into the forging furnace.
Pale golden flames instantly ignited inside the furnace, spiritual power swirling around the sword like flowing water. The furnace began to shake and rattle.
Zhang Yuefeng stared intently at the forging furnace, her hands unconsciously clenching.
To be honest, she was starting to regret it—this Moonlight Dawn Sword was forged for her by her father himself, who personally sought the materials. A high-grade magical artifact like this was something ordinary cultivators couldn't alter in the slightest.
After just a moment, a series of light ding-dong chimes came from the forging furnace, and the Moonlight Dawn Sword was automatically ejected.
The blade now shimmered with a soft golden light.
Ye Chuan glanced at the successfully +1 enhanced sword and handed it to Zhang Yuefeng.
"Try it."
Seeing her Moonlight Dawn Sword faintly glowing, Zhang Yuefeng took the hilt with a mix of doubt and hope.
The next second, a surge of formidable spiritual power flowed from the hilt into her body, at least half a measure stronger than before!
Her eyes widened in astonishment. She swung the sword, sending a sword qi slash through the air. Where the sword qi passed, even the air rippled.
"This... this is real!" She repeatedly stroked the luminous patterns on the blade, the doubt on her face completely replaced by shock. "To genuinely increase power in such a short time!"
Although the increase wasn't huge, it wasn't a lie!
Ye Chuan said calmly, "Convinced now? Want to continue enhancing? The next time costs ten thousand spirit stones. And the higher the enhancement level, the greater the power increase."
Zhang Yuefeng's doubts vanished.
But ten thousand low-grade spirit stones was no small sum for her either.
However, thinking of the upcoming Sect Competition in a few days, Zhang Yuefeng felt an urgent desire to boost her own power to improve her status within the sect.
After all, advancing one's cultivation realm was difficult. She was currently at the Crystal Formation stage, and it might be decades before she advanced another step.
But being able to strengthen herself just by spending money? This was undoubtedly a huge temptation for Zhang Yuefeng!
If spending money could make her stronger, why should she hesitate?!
Zhang Yuefeng snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and said, "Yes! Of course! Here are ten thousand spirit stones. Enhance it once more!"
Hu Li smiled as she accepted the spirit stones and handed the Moonlight Dawn Sword back to Ye Chuan, her pink fox ears twitching slightly, seemingly happy that Ye Chuan was earning money.
"Mhm." Ye Chuan acknowledged and tossed the sword back into the furnace.
Another bout of shaking and rattling ensued, followed by the furnace's pleasant chime.
The Moonlight Dawn Sword was ejected once more, this time with an even brighter glow!
"Try it." Ye Chuan handed the sword over.
Zhang Yuefeng took the sword and was immediately stunned, her tone disbelieving. "This... my weapon's power has increased by another measure?"
"The increase gets larger with each enhancement," Ye Chuan said.
"Then... what about continuing to enhance it further?"
"Of course you can," Ye Chuan smiled. "As long as you can provide me with enough spirit stones."
Zhang Yuefeng looked at the spiritual sword in her hand, as if a thought had occurred to her. "Boss, I heard you also forge magical artifacts and weapons?"
"Yes," Ye Chuan nodded.
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