Chapter 15: Law-Breaking Immortal Gold

Jiang Ding's trembling hand clicked on the encyclopedia entry for Taiqing Divine Iron before the Law-Breaking Immortal Gold.

"'Practice with righteousness, build with Taiqing.' Cheng Xuanying's commentary: Taiqing is the Heavenly Dao."

"'Taiqing Divine Iron, supreme immortal gold of the soul path. Obtaining it can increase the foundation of the soul; other details unknown. It was first produced from the Sword Dao Mountain of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, one of the nine major immortal sects outside the realm. One tael is formed every ten thousand years, and a Daoist appears every ten thousand years.

It was destroyed by the Immortal Sect in the year 8526 and has since become extinct.'"

Numb.

Jiang Ding was completely numb.

Although Law-Breaking Immortal Gold is precious, relying on the Immortal Sect, Nascent Soul cultivators still have hope of obtaining it. But a supreme treasure like Taiqing Divine Iron that increases the foundation of the soul—I'm afraid even Soul Transformation cultivators would covet it and be unable to obtain it.

"Sect-protecting technique, sect-protecting technique."

Jiang Ding sighed for a long time: "Even in a large sect like the nine major immortal sects outside the realm, the only people qualified to practice this 'Sword Planting and Sword Refining Method' during the mortal period are people like Sword Sons and Dao Sons, appearing once every ten thousand years."

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"However, there are also gains. Professor Zhang Junsheng of Qingfeng University archaeologically deduced a second-rate sword refining method, using thousand-year-old soul-nourishing wood and Geng metal as substitutes, which Golden Core cultivators might also be able to obtain..."

Anyone's wisdom cannot be underestimated.

Jiang Ding waved his hand: "Don't be like this, I don't like it. Go do your work."

Cut it, forge it into a wooden sword, and the wooden sword will continuously integrate essence blood and Geng metal qi, finally turning into an iron sword that even Primordial martial artists can kill.

But once is human nature; twice is inexcusable.

This kind of corruption doesn't even need Jiang Ding to take action. As long as it is publicized, he will never find a decent trade for the rest of his life.

Crossing the boundary between the dirt road and the stone-paved street, the street became open and tidy again.

After a while, a three-story building appeared in front of him, with the words "Four Seas Chamber of Commerce" written in hot gold on the plaque.

"Coincidence?"

In a field of vision he couldn't see, Jiang Ding listed a table through the micro-computer of the tactical camouflage suit projected by his contact lenses, with income, expenditure, warehousing, summary, etc., all corresponding one by one.

"Don't understand."

Page after page, the speed of flipping through the book became faster and faster, and finally jumped directly to the end.

He was the same; sometimes he couldn't help but want to be lazy and practice sword one less time.

His own essence blood must not be consumed in large quantities.

Wandering on the street, his footsteps lightly avoided puddles, brushing shoulders with the passing crowd. From time to time, unpleasant smells came, and he tried his best to get used to them.

This was a mistake of experience.

"Reputation?" Jiang Ding asked curiously.

For example, this "Shenxiao Hundred-Step Flying Sword" is divided into three layers: Talisman Sword, Wooden Sword, and Iron Sword.

"Why is it so like the Heavenly Sound Stone snatched from the Qixuan Sect? No, there are countless minerals that can emit singing sounds; the possibility of it being Taiqing Divine Iron is extremely low."

Jiang Ding looked at the time. It was already past nine in the evening. Going back to practice sword a few times and then sleeping was just right.

The sun shone lazily.

Bang bang!

He was trapped by his aptitude and found it difficult to practice. If he could refine this foundation sword, he might be able to rise in the future and not be weaker than a prodigy.

"But it's all the same to me; they are all hard to hope for."

"Shenxiao Hundred-Step Flying Sword".

Liu Qi, who was drinking tea on the street, showed a smile uglier than crying: "Young hero, I swear to heaven, my brothers and I really haven't gone to your shop to cause trouble recently."

Jiang Ding's heart was like a stormy sea, but he tried his best to maintain calmness on the surface.

After being seriously injured by a sword that day, he didn't dare to report it to the gang, just treating it as an ordinary merchant coming to the street, and it was better to avoid extra trouble.

Xiao Liu said respectfully: "Young hero, this is the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce."

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Tapping the door twice, Huang Deyou held a book and walked over with small steps.

The tree shade blocked the sun, and Jiang Ding leaned on a lounge chair, holding a thick book temporarily printed on copy paper, with a few words written on it that people couldn't understand.

"Many thanks, Proprietor! Many thanks, Proprietor! I will be a cow or a horse for you in the next life to repay you!"

The mouse turned, and the screen went down.

The main hall was a counter with a smell of varnish. Huang Deyou sat here, and next to him was an apprentice he had recruited, specifically recording the existing plant specimens.

"The supreme treasure that can travel through worlds, why must it take me there? Is this also a coincidence?"

"Extremely low, why is it extremely low!"

Ten minutes later, Jiang Ding took out paper and pen, wrote down a total of seven account data, and handed them forward.

There were two or three herb gatherers selling specimens in front of the counter, arguing from time to time about completeness.

He was roaring in his heart.

"Hmm, wait a moment." What made Huang Deyou's heart jump was that the young hero, who looked like he didn't care much, actually took the account book and flipped through it page by page. "Proprietor, spare my life..."

Sighing, the sky outside was already pitch black.

"Can cast a supreme immortal foundation, the Great Dao is within reach!"

Jiang Ding handed him a four-column bookkeeping table: "Fill it in yourself. Use this form for bookkeeping in the future. Also, I will replenish the account room's cash recently."

Jiang Ding guessed that library points are also very precious things for high-level cultivators. They can use this to submit some calculation applications related to their own techniques and magic treasures to the central array spirit computer.

Item by item, some hundreds of wen, some one or two wen, were actually accurate and error-free, even clearer than him, the one doing the bookkeeping.

Compared to when he first came, the front yard had changed a lot.

"Hmm, thank you."

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, this book was translated.

In other places, the gate, the ground, and the windows were all brand new, and a signboard was also made, named "Lanban Street General Store."

Huang Deyou's cold sweat broke out when he saw it.

Who knew that such a young martial arts hero who looked like he had a great background would also check the account book, not even letting go of a single wen, and could really find mistakes.

Everyone has a fluke mentality.

"There is something I want you to help with." Jiang Ding showed a smile: "I want to go to the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, but I don't know the way. Can you send a brother to lead the way?"

This is a technique belonging to top prodigies.

Suddenly, Jiang Ding saw a few familiar figures, his footsteps flashed, and he came before him.

Jiang Ding thought about it, learning a little bit, knowing more is not bad.

Huang Deyou was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly.

His breathing quickened slightly.

After Huang Deyou left, he gently stroked the sword hilt and walked out of the backyard gate for the second time in more than two weeks.

Now seeing Jiang Ding, his legs were trembling.

Initially, use blood as ink, write on talisman paper with spirituality, fold it, and continuously refine it with essence blood until it is controlled as one, finally obtaining a talisman seed.

"March 1st, 67th Year of Yuanhe..."

"Taiqing Divine Iron Ore, black in color, also has white spots like stars. Divine objects hide themselves; cultivators cannot see them. Mortals approaching will have faint singing sounds, and listening to them can comprehend the law."

"No problem."

He took photos and uploaded them to the library, earning 20 points. This was the most primitive, and there were other ways to earn library points such as translation and correction that he didn't have the ability to earn.

Xiao Liu had a good eloquence, leading Jiang Ding left and right, introducing famous restaurants, brothels, gambling houses, etc., on the street from time to time.

Liu Qi breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the thick-browed man beside him: "This matter, Xiao Liu, you go and lead the way for the young hero!"

Seeing him come out, Huang Deyou hurried up to greet him, but was waved away.

Jiang Ding admitted helplessly.

'March 2nd, 67th Year of Yuanhe, account for one Purple Spirit Grass, record one wen. Why was the Purple Spirit Grass not received?'

The decoration is relatively simple, without the golden and brilliant, rich and compelling look of the Jin Long Chamber of Commerce, but it looks quite stylish. There is a pool in front of the shop, and there are mountains and trees in the shop, with a sense of beauty of wind and water harmony.

The talisman seed is integrated into a spiritual wood seed, watered with large medicine spiritual liquid, and finally, after several years, a spiritual plant connected to one's own heart and blood grows.

It is no wonder that the Great Sun Sword Pavilion attacked the Immortal Sect extremely crazily, regardless of countless deaths and injuries, and finally the sect was destroyed and they died.

Xiao Liu hurriedly said: "Of course, this is just a rumor among the brothers in our gang, and it may not be true."

He had learned a little about this young proprietor's elusive nature over these days, so he wouldn't take the initiative to enter unless the backyard gate was open. Today, he finally found someone.

"Young hero, please look. This is the Jin Long Firm, and a hundred steps further is the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce." Xiao Liu pointed to a six-story, magnificent firm: "This Jin Long Firm is much more famous in Dongling Prefecture than the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce. The goods are sufficient and the prices are a bit cheaper, but the reputation is a bit worse."

Jiang Ding looked at it with hot eyes.

Although the "Sword Planting and Sword Refining Method" is a "Law" level technique, it is split from the "Scripture", and the difficulty is extremely high. It is not something a high school student can understand.

A full ten minutes passed before Jiang Ding barely calmed down and continued to read the technique.

Huang Deyou's legs went soft, and he knelt down to beg, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

"Proprietor, there is less than three taels of silver left in the shop. This is the account book, please look..."

"It is said that someone bought fake medicinal materials here. Buying and selling goods is taboo-free, and many black-path figures like to come here, and there have been deaths."

Jiang Ding took out a corner of silver, worth about a hundred wen, and handed it to him.

Xiao Liu was overjoyed: "Thank you, young hero, for the reward!"

Don't look at them collecting monthly money one or two taels at a time; in fact, most of it was taken away by the people above. They couldn't save much in a month, and occasionally eating meat and drinking alcohol was not enough.

Otherwise, they wouldn't go to blackmail as soon as they saw a newly opened shop. If this kind of fishing-out-of-the-pond behavior was known by the senior management of the gang, there would be no good fruit to eat.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 16 =====