Chapter 113: Mo’s Bro Is A Real Talent!
You know, Space Element materials are quite rare.
The few Void Stones I bought from the Association before were of even lower quality than this one, but each cost eight thousand Spirit Crystals.
“Little brother, that sounds a bit like you’re looking down on me~” Old Brother Mo teased: “I’ve got some status and connections in the circle. If you need anything in the future, just come to me directly. I know colleagues in all the major cities around here.”
Wu Xian nodded with a tsk-tsk, thought for a moment, and said: “How about this? I’ll take all these ores of yours. I’ll help you gather the remaining six Yin Commanders to complete the set. How’s that?”
“Really?” Old Brother Mo was both surprised and delighted. “But wouldn’t that mean you’re losing out?”
“No loss, no loss,” Wu Xian shook his head with a smile. “If there are more Void Stones or other Spatial Attribute ores in the future, I’ll take them all.”
“No problem, no problem,” Old Brother Mo was thrilled. “As expected, cooperating with a Scroll Painter is the way to go. Unlike that bunch under the Mayor, who haggle prices more ruthlessly than anyone.”
Hearing this, Wu Xian was momentarily stunned. “Brother, you’ve been cooperating with people from the Mayor’s side all along?”
“They’re one of my main customers,” Brother nodded. “Mainly because they take shipments quickly and buy any kind of ore.”
“Why does the Mayor need so many rare ores?”
Wu Xian frowned in doubt. From his impression, the Mayor wasn’t a Scroll Painter, and there weren’t any special industries under him. Logically, he shouldn’t need that many rare minerals.
“Who knows?” Old Brother Mo said nonchalantly. “Maybe smuggling for profit? Or supplying the Dengfeng Dojo?”
Wu Xian nodded thoughtfully. “By the way, have you heard of Demon Braking Stone?”
“What, little brother needs it?”
“Can you get it, Brother?” Wu Xian was both surprised and delighted.
Old Brother Mo smiled faintly. “A couple of days ago, it seems one turned up in neighboring Frostfall City. I’ll check it out for you later.”
“Much appreciated.”
Wu Xian took a deep breath and couldn’t help but reassess the brother in front of him.
There’s a saying that goes well: never underestimate anyone.
Good grief, even high-end stuff like Demon Braking Stone—he had connections for that. A real talent!
“No need to be polite~” Old Brother Mo smiled confidently. “In the future, for any minerals you’ve heard of, come to me first. I guarantee it’ll be cheaper than anywhere else you find them.”
Wu Xian grew more excited the more he heard: “What about Red Goldstone, Dimensional Mica, Spiritual Energy Essence… those?”
“No problem, I’ll keep an eye out for you.” Brother nodded knowingly.
“If you hear any news about minerals like these, please, absolutely make sure to notify me,” Wu Xian was nearly beside himself with excitement. “Money’s no issue.”
“Why be polite with me?” Admiration shone in Brother’s eyes. “Helping with little brother’s Scroll Painting endeavors is absolutely an honor for us mine rats.”
Brother dropped the pretense this time and openly admitted his “mine rat” identity.
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After incorporating all the Yin Soldiers and returning to North Street District not long after.
Old Brother Mo sent news about the Demon Braking Stone, saying the seller could deliver it tomorrow.
This got Wu Xian incredibly excited.
He was just worrying about how tough it would be to make a High-Tier Scroll Painting for the Ten Great Yin Marshals. With this Demon Braking Stone, he could even consider the Ten Palace Yama Kings directly.
Then, he could incorporate Master Sister’s Ghost Emperor set, and permanently mooch a wave of Divine Diagram condensation degree from her for free.
He then calmed his mind and patiently sensed the information network within the exotic beast corpse.
“If I pair it with a Blazing Fire Divine Bird Feather, I should be able to make the 【Zhen Water Worm】, which is also part of Vermilion Bird Seven Mansions,” Wu Xian analyzed and sensed the characteristics of the alien insect corpse. “It should also be quite compatible with some insect demon races and some Shan Hai exotic beasts.”
In a daze, Wu Xian suddenly thought of someone.
He immediately video called Zhou Qi. “Hey~ Brother Zhou, I’ve got something good. Want it?”
“What is it?” Zhou Qi sounded curious.
“Rare materials,” Wu Xian laughed. “From a King-level Alien Insect, no less.”
“Hold on, I’m coming over right now.”
Zhou Qi’s breathing hitched for a moment, and he immediately headed to North Street District.
Not long after, Zhou Qi knocked and came in, his face flushed with excitement. “Where is it? Let me see.”
Wu Xian placed a huge alien insect rib bone on the table. “What do you think? The moment I got this corpse, I thought of you, Brother Zhou.”
“What’s the price?” Zhou Qi got straight to the point.
“Between brothers, why talk money? Just take it.” Wu Xian grinned.
“…” Zhou Qi said irritably: “Brother Wu, you can just say it straight.”
“Heh heh,” Seeing this, Wu Xian stopped beating around the bush. “I heard from Master Sister that your Zhou Family has some precious ancient records passed down through generations. True or not?”
Zhou Qi’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Brother Wu wants to see them?”
“That’s right.”
“Though ancient records are quite rare, forgive my bluntness, but our family’s records might not be useful to Brother Wu.” Zhou Qi thought for a moment. “Most of it is just accounts from the Era of Mutation. My current Divine Diagram concept was inspired from them.”
“No problem,” Wu Xian said indifferently. “I just want to learn about some history from the Era of Mutation.”
Joking aside, with so many Scroll Painting concepts in his head that he couldn’t even use them all, he naturally wouldn’t care if those records brought him any substantial inspiration.
“In that case, please come with me to my place, Brother Wu,” Zhou Qi stood up knowingly. “Speaking of which, my father has always wanted to meet you.”
Then, led by Zhou Qi, he visited the Zhou Family for the first time.
Zhou Family Patriarch Zhou Hong, having received the news in advance, personally came out to greet him warmly toward Wu Xian.
“Young friend Wu Xian, I’ve heard so much about you~!” Zhou Hong greeted Wu Xian enthusiastically. “These days, you’re quite the hot topic in Yaoyang City.”
“You’re too kind, Uncle.” Wu Xian responded politely.
“I hear from Little Qi that you’re interested in our family’s ancient records?”
Wu Xian nodded. “To be honest, even before becoming a Scroll Painter, this junior has been curious about the mysterious era of the Other Dimension Invasion a thousand years ago.”
Hearing this, Zhou Hong was slightly stunned.
Most Scroll Painters who came to see his family’s records were looking for Scroll Painting concepts and inspiration.
This was the first time he’d seen someone purely interested in that Dark Age.
At least in his view, it wasn’t a good era at all. The entire world fell apart in just a few short years, humans were fragile before otherworldly monsters, nearly driven to extinction.
That’s why records from that era are so hard to preserve.
“By the way, why does your Zhou Family have records from that era?” Wu Xian asked curiously.
Zhou Hong explained: “Our Zhou Family ancestor was one of the few survivors of that era, also among the first to awaken Spiritual Energy Cultivation abilities. Later, he had the fortune to befriend a First Generation Scroll Painter and luckily survived until the end of the disaster.”
“So your Zhou Family’s history is as ancient as the Xue Family’s?” Wu Xian was surprised.
“We can’t compare to founder families like the Xue Family,” Zhou Hong smiled self-deprecatingly. “Our ancestors were just tenacious, scraping by generation after generation until today.”
“You’re too modest, Uncle.”
In Wu Xian’s view, any family that could pass down for a thousand years was no simple matter.
Because if even one unfilial descendant popped up midway, the entire family’s inheritance could be destroyed.
Zhou Hong didn’t deny it, leading him all the way to the family secret chamber, where he placed an ancient wooden box in front of Wu Xian. “Please handle these records with care, young friend. It wasn’t easy for them to survive this long.”
“This junior will treasure them.”
Wu Xian took a deep breath and slowly opened the wooden box.
Inside was a tattered book, and a thick stack of manuscript papers of varying quality and size, covered in childlike sketches, some even drawn with charcoal.
