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Chapter 343 - 292: This Seedling, Too Low Yield (Requesting Monthly Passes)

Chapter 343: Chapter 292: This Seedling, Too Low Yield (Requesting Monthly Passes)

The skill of furnace tempering, as an advanced skill, is also particularly difficult to cultivate.

Merely advancing from the master level to the expert level requires the consumption of 81 "Skill Cultivation Cards". when breaking through a bottleneck, it even requires the aid of "1 Purple-Tier Cultivation Card".

Not only that, but this skill is more painful to practice than ordinary skills and consumes a great deal of mental energy, so Fang You dared not push himself too hard at once.

Ten attempts at a time was about right.

To do more was not impossible, but he needed to ensure that he maintained a certain level of combat power.

He had to go out for trade negotiations, light up the Dawn Lighthouse, check on Citina’s situation, and so on and so forth. There were many matters that needed to be dealt with. Therefore, it took him ten days to cultivate the skill of furnace tempering to the expert level.

"A full ten days."

"This really is... too strenuous!"

Teacher Fang sighed.

With his relentless effort, he finally broke through the bottleneck and advanced his "Furnace Tempering" to the expert level.

At this point, he was covered in sweat and couldn’t help panting. But the possibility of being so exhausted that he would collapse on the ground without the strength to move a finger, as happened in years past, was simply not going to happen anymore.

Fang You looked inward at himself, and through the faintest glimmers, he seemed to see a grand hall with extraordinary flames burning fiercely, tempering and refining the wisps and strands of thunderbolt energy that roamed the palace into countless thunder orbs, suspended at the top of the hall like luminous pearls.

"Indeed, high-tier skills have unique effects. The inner furnace is vast like a palace. I wonder what special thing occurs when Black Blade cultivates his ’Edge Glow’?"

Although Teacher Fang could borrow Black Blade’s skills for use, borrowing was just that—on the surface. He could not deeply appreciate the potency within. As for starting from scratch? Although he had used it several times and practiced for a while, he could not find the way in and attain mastery.

He therefore put the thought aside.

Teacher Fang has an extremely heavy teaching load!

Sleep at three, wake at six; sleep at four, rise at five; to build a good body.

He shook his head,

"The ’Edge Glow’ skill is more suitable for those who focus on attack speed or armor penetration. It’s not that others can’t use it, but if one can’t bring out its full potential, it’s better to step back and learn some intermediate or basic skills, which are easier to master."

Well, there’s also a more important reason—no seeds, meaning you can’t learn it even if you want to.

He had never acquired a gold-tier skill seed before, but when he recently obtained three, he knew they had to be used sparingly.

Fang You took out one of them.

The seed hovered in midair, diffusing filaments of pale golden radiance, mysterious patterns faintly visible upon it.

Grasping the seed, Fang You used the Furnace Tempering skill. Inside him, it was as if a roar echoed; flames and thunderbolt forces spread out, incessantly impacting the small seed.

Suddenly, a fierce wind arose within the Level 4 training grounds, and thunderous sounds bellowed as if thunderbolts were roaring.

After a while,

The turbulent energy inside Fang You calmed down, and he exhaled a long breath of white gas. He then took a careful look at the seed in front of him which now bore several strikingly different and mysterious patterns.

’Skill Seed (Gold)’

’Status: Engaged in branding high-tier skill "Furnace Tempering", branding in progress, current progress: 1.2%.’

Teacher Fang: "..."

After more than thirty strenuous hours, performing the task well over a hundred times and nearly emptying himself, Fang You finally completed uploading to the seed. At this moment, it was finally time to sow it and reap many fruits.

He went to the fourth floor of the base’s planting zone and called over Number One Grass Person Liu Chang.

He had Ms. Liu Chang take care of it.

Of course, it wasn’t because Teacher Fang was too lazy, but rather, skill seeds experienced attrition when they bore fruit, as they were consumables, not permanent items. Only the special soil inside the base and the expertise of Ms. Liu Chang could minimize the loss.

"The teacher’s seed? Does it reach the legendary tier!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Chang immediately left her other work to come over, caressing the seed with a hint of regret, "If only it was an actual seed. These skill seeds are so mystical, their inner workings are impossible to research."

She gently moved the soil and carefully planted the seed, infusing it with her own life force energy.

Energy with the ’Life Wood Spirit’ attribute flowed into it.

She stepped back a few paces.

In just a short while, sprouts broke through the soil in front of her, and in a matter of seconds, a small tree two to three meters high grew, bearing... three fruits!

Dull glows emanated from the enticing fruits, which looked quite precious, but...

Just three.

That seemed rather stingy.

A skill seed of the blue tier could bear six fruits, a high-yield tree species.

Once the skill fruits were harvested, the tree withered in an instant. As Fang You dug out the seed again, there was a moment of silence.

’Skill Seed (Furnace Tempering)’

’Attrition: 33.3%, growth cooldown time 167:59:59.’

Normally, with the nurturing of Liu Chang and the soil’s properties, the attrition from a single planting could be reduced to 4%, allowing a skill seed to be planted up to 25 times!

The yield per cycle also far surpassed this.

Yet with legendary-tier seeds, everything somehow seemed inadequate when compared with the lowest tier seeds—the difference in dedication was not a trifling matter. But, alas... these seeds were of high tier.

Seeing the teacher silent, Liu Chang couldn’t help but offer consolation,

"Teacher, well... this seed is too high level, the soil and my life energy actually didn’t have an effect."

Meaning there’s still room for improvement?

Is this good news? Probably!

I was hesitating about whether to imprint a "Seed of Accumulated Sharpness," but now that thought has dissipated.

With only three legendary seeds at hand, I’d better be frugal.

"Now, it’s time to consider the price tag for refining the seeds in the furnace."

...

...

Within the bustling streets of Shuize City, a figure with silver hair clad in a blue dress of local style was leisurely strolling.

She exchanged for some Blue Star currency and was busy shopping, indulging in the variety of products the place had to offer.

"Large-scale food purchases are challenging, but many daily necessities can be bought without restrictions."

She was enjoying the experience, compiling a shopping list as she went along.

The list included items like toothbrushes, tissues, shower gel, and cleaning agents, which made her eyes sparkle with excitement, "Many of these things can’t be made by our Black Blade Alliance. Those few that can be produced fall far short in quality compared to the ones from Blue Star. The array of goods in this world is so complete!"

She had just realized, besides delectable food, Blue Star was full of treasures too.

Of course, for items like toothbrushes and shower gels, the common citizens of Black Blade Alliance either couldn’t afford them or used inferior versions. But the life of nobility wasn’t so poor. The Black Blade Alliance had the means to engage in trade with the Great Oasis, thereby acquiring goods they couldn’t produce themselves and selling their unique products in return.

For basic necessities, they mainly sourced from the City of Fallen Stars, which had trade caravans with established routes to the Black Blade Alliance, offering a complete range of goods. Citina had been responsible for some of these trade transactions and had even visited the City of Fallen Stars.

She quickly noticed,

"Buying these everyday items from Blue Star is much cheaper than getting them from the City of Fallen Stars. And there’s a greater variety too!"

Upon this discovery, she couldn’t sit still any longer.

Continuously jotting down and contemplating, she pondered the plethora of business opportunities it might offer.

Suddenly, she put down her pen, "Has grandmother started taking the life-extending fruit? Hmm... I believe the main body will handle it smoothly!"

...

While Citina busily scribbled away on Blue Star, within the sealed confines of the first tower, another silver-haired figure almost identical to the former, but dressed differently, was in a quiet cultivation room, completing the final strokes of a ritual array.

Then, with both hands on the ground, she fiercely infused it with her vast life energy.

At the same time,

Within the Black Blade Alliance inner city, a man with a hawk-like nose led an elite squad back from the Grey Mist Area. When greeted by his steward, he inquired, "Has anything happened in the city over the past few days?"

The steward shook his head, then added after a thought,

"If I must say, the first Tower Master’s appearances have become rarer, and even tower servants barely see her. It seems she hasn’t stepped out of her room for several days now, possibly..."

Even here, among the loyal retainers of the second Tower Master, the steward didn’t complete his sentence.

But everyone understood what it means; when the first Tower Master passed away, their Tower Master would ascend to the ultimate authority over the Black Blade Alliance.

The hawk-nosed man also longed for that power. He had been the second Tower Master for thirty years now!

Yet, suddenly, he felt unease in his heart.

"What about that girl, the seventh Tower Master?"

"The seventh Tower Master has also been keeping to herself these days but remains within her own high tower."

Walking from the inner city gate toward the second high tower, he could glance at the seventh high tower in the distance.

At the top of the tower, in front of a window ledge, stood a figure cloaked in black, seemingly gazing into the distance, her silver hair dancing in the wind.

It was that seventh Tower Master, Citina.

However,

The aura this figure exuded felt slightly different from the past, seemingly more isolated, aloof, and tinged with an unveiled edge?

The hawk-nosed man found it strange and was about to comment when he abruptly turned his head, looking off in the distance toward the direction of the first tower.

Even from afar, he could only see the spire of the first tower.

But through his spiritual sense, he felt a formidable aura slowly rising.

Formidable and familiar.

The hawk-nosed man’s eyes suddenly widened as he saw a figure at the apex of the first tower stepping into the void.

The figure was hunched, with sparse and dry hair.

That formidable, terrifying aura burst forth from that very figure, which the hawk-nosed man recognized well, although it had been years since he last felt it.

Wasn’t it said she was nearing the end of her life and dared not exert herself any longer?

The stooped figure continued ascending, her aura growing fiercer, stirring violent winds. As she climbed higher, her form straightened, her white brittle hair swiftly darkened, and the wrinkles across her face visibly faded away.

In a mere span of seconds, she underwent a complete transformation!

Now the old woman still had white hair, but lustrous and glossy like silver, thick and full. Wrinkles persisted, but much fewer than before; she appeared much younger. The semblance of twilight that had enveloped her was now gone.

The Flame of Life blazed vigorously, like a late but still radiant sunset.

Overwhelmingly potent.

The hawk-nosed man’s eyes bulged, his mouth slightly agape.

"What... what has happened?"