"Hehehe, good, good, it's also the first time I've heard that 'water fish' means honored guest." Zhao Hongyuan smiled faintly, "Is this a demon clan's term? Quite unique."
Hu Li smiled along.
After all, she didn't really understand it either, but that's what the boss said.
"Master, I've heard you are skilled at repairing magical artifacts. May I ask if high-grade artifacts can also be repaired?" Zhao Hongyuan inquired.
Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, not taking the bait, and just motioned for him to continue.
Zhao Hongyuan took out a spirit sword, covered in cracks, clearly damaged. "I have this sword here. Can it be repaired?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Chuan glanced at the spirit sword.
Seeing it was just an ordinary spirit sword, a flicker of confusion passed through his eyes. "Of course it can."
Zhao Hongyuan then handed the spirit sword to Ye Chuan.
Ye Chuan merely glanced at it for a second before his gaze also fell on the window.
[Materials sufficient. Spend 10 spirit stones to repair?]
"For the repair, it will cost one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones," Ye Chuan stated.
Zhao Hongyuan immediately produced a storage pouch. "There are one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones inside."
After accepting them, Ye Chuan directly proceeded with the repair.
In just one minute, the spirit sword began to glow, restored to its flawless, undamaged state.
"Done."
Seeing Ye Chuan repair a spirit sword so effortlessly, Zhao Hongyuan's pupils contracted slightly.
Having lived for a thousand years, this was the first time he had witnessed such a miraculous method.
"However, you came to me not just for this unremarkable sword, right?" Ye Chuan flicked the spirit sword in his hand with a finger, producing a crisp sound. "What, using it to test me?"
Zhao Hongyuan was taken aback, then smiled. "As expected of a master."
At this moment, Zhao Hongyuan had completely abandoned any underestimation; in his eyes, Ye Chuan's ability was even more formidable than he had imagined!
The City Lord took a deep breath and slowly retrieved a palm-sized, ancient-looking wooden box from his waist. Its edges had a warm patina, clearly an object of great age.
He held the box with both hands, his movements gentle as if handling a rare treasure. "Master, please look. This is the reason for my visit today."
As the box slowly opened, an obscure and profound spatial fluctuation suddenly spread out, distorting the air in the shop slightly.
Inside the box lay a square jade seal, its body a dark cyan color, its surface covered in spiderweb-like cracks as if it might shatter at any moment.
The seal face was engraved with dense star patterns. Though dim and lacking luster, it faintly exuded a heart-palpitating pressure, as if capable of stirring the spatial forces between heaven and earth.
"This is the Rift-Space Seal, a spatial-type spiritual treasure passed down from ancient times," Zhao Hongyuan explained. "It can tear through the void and open short-distance teleportation channels. Back in the chaotic era, this seal was instrumental in helping my Profound Crystal City establish its footing."
His tone was full of regret as he continued, "A hundred years ago, I encountered evil cultivators at the border. To protect me, the Rift-Space Seal withstood their full-force strike. Not only did its artifact spirit fall into a deep slumber, but the internal spatial formation was also completely destroyed."
"Over the years, I have sought out all the famous forging masters across the Tianxuan Continent. Yet, they were either helpless or outright stated that the artifact spirit was extinguished, and forcibly repairing it would only lead to the seal's complete ruin."
Spatial-type magical artifacts!
Among all magical artifacts, spatial-type ones are the rarest!
However, Ye Chuan didn't feel particularly impressed, as he himself was capable of spatial jumps, so he had little interest in artifacts that merely opened teleportation channels.
Ye Chuan extended a finger and gently touched the surface of the Rift-Space Seal, a cool sensation transmitting to his fingertip.
[Item: Rift-Space Seal Dark Gold (Damaged)
Legendary Quality
A miraculous artifact capable of short-distance teleportation]
Huh?
Similar quality to my own Demon Sword?
It seems these old-timers do have some good stuff. After all, living for so many years, they're bound to have some amazing encounters.
At this moment, Zhao Hongyuan remained silent, his eyes firmly locked on Ye Chuan's face, fearing the other might shake his head.
Before coming, Zhao Hongyuan hadn't held much hope, as this artifact was truly extraordinary.
"It can be repaired." Ye Chuan's single sentence caused Zhao Hongyuan's tense body to instantly relax, his voice trembling with barely concealed excitement. "Is... is that truly the case?"
"The artifact spirit isn't dead, just in a deep slumber. It can be awakened." Ye Chuan remained calm, his tone casual as if discussing a trivial matter. "As for the damaged parts of the spatial formation, repairing them isn't difficult."
"Not difficult?!" Zhao Hongyuan's eyes flashed with wild joy, his already unconcealed excitement causing his voice to change pitch. "Master, you can really repair it?"
Ye Chuan glanced at him and said indifferently, "Whether it can be repaired or not, don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
Zhao Hongyuan quickly nodded, his face full of urgency. "Master, rest assured. As long as the Rift-Space Seal can be repaired, spirit stones are not an issue! May I ask what your price is, Master?"
"The price..." Ye Chuan glanced at the window.
[Materials sufficient. Spend 1000 spirit stones to repair?]
"The repair fee is ten million low-grade spirit stones." Ye Chuan held up one finger, his tone utterly flat.
Ten million!
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire shop fell dead silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The people nearby were so shocked their mouths hung open, eyes nearly popping out.
Ten million low-grade spirit stones! This was a price that all their disciples combined couldn't come up with even if beaten to death. Could the City Lord really afford such a sum?
Zhao Hongyuan also froze for a moment, sucking in a sharp breath.
Ten million was indeed an astronomical figure. Even as the lord of Profound Crystal City, producing this many spirit stones would require dipping into the city lord's mansion's reserves.
But, he could still afford it.
The value of the Rift-Space Seal far exceeded this amount. If it could be restored to its peak, its power would be enough to solidify his footing at the peak of the Spirit Transformation realm, even offering a chance to impact a higher realm.
That legendary Dao Comprehension realm!
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up, a flash of determination in his eyes. "Alright! Ten million it is! As long as the Rift-Space Seal can be restored to its original state, I'll pay any amount!"
"Straightforward." Ye Chuan nodded in satisfaction, took the Rift-Space Seal, and casually tossed it into the forging furnace behind him. "Come collect it in half an hour."
In reality, the repair only took a minute. But since the other party was spending so much money, it wouldn't be good not to put on a bit of a show.
Going through the motions was still necessary.
"Half an hour?" Zhao Hongyuan was stunned. So fast?
"Payment first." Ye Chuan interjected.
Zhao Hongyuan didn't doubt him, especially since it was only half an hour. He took out a new storage pouch from his own. "Here are over a million high-grade spirit stones, equivalent in value to ten million low-grade spirit stones."
"Acceptable." Ye Chuan directly accepted the spirit stones.
Any form of payment was fine; Ye Chuan wouldn't lose out anyway.
Factoring in the ore cost, it was only a few thousand spirit stones.
Profit, huge profit. If 'water fish' came knocking every day, wouldn't he be the richest man on the Tianxuan Continent?
Right, later he could also recommend some enhancements.
Just repairing it isn't enough.
Brother, would you like to try for a +12?
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