Chapter 318: Array Weapons 2

These special weapons and equipment can be powered by an Immortal Cultivator's own Spirit Power, or they can be fitted with Spirit Stones to serve as the energy source for the array.

Not only that, Zhang Wuji also installed an energy conversion device, so that even if Demon Cores are installed, the array for the firearms can be driven.

Seeing this, Meng Yifan's eyes lit up; this Zhang Wuji was truly a genius, damn it.

Zhang Wuji's research results were of little use on Earth and did not attract the attention of the authorities, because Immortal Cultivators, Spirit Stones, and Demon Cores were all extremely scarce, but it was different in the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty.

Outside Luolong County, there is currently a Monster Army of over one hundred thousand, making it very easy to collect Demon Cores.

If this type of special weapon and equipment could be mass-produced using Demon Cores as an energy source, as long as the Demon Core energy is not exhausted, every ordinary soldier could unleash powerful attack power corresponding to the level of the Demon Core.

"A brilliant idea, masterful craftsmanship." Meng Yifan could not stop praising this booklet.

Hearing a Fifth-grade big shot praise his design to his face, Zhang Wuji was also beaming with joy, as if he had found a soulmate, and he explained the key points of these arrays very clearly.

Zhang Wuji was tireless in explaining his train of thought for setting up the arrays; Meng Yifan was now a Fifth-grade Cultivator and had his own unique views on the circulation of Spirit Power, and as the two discussed it, Zhang Wuji even received some inspiration.

The two discussed with each other, and without realizing it, an hour passed.

Yang Yijian was not interested in the Dao of arrays because he was a Sword Cultivator, who focused on breaking ten thousand techniques with a single sword; no matter what weapon the enemy used, he would break it with one sword.

Watching Zhang Wuji speak eloquently and incessantly, Yang Yijian felt that if he didn't interrupt them, these two fellows could talk for three days and three nights.

For Immortal Cultivators, this was nothing strange; some true experts could even sit and discuss the Dao for years at a time.

The woodcutter returns along the path, the axe handle rots in the wind,

Only the stone bridge remains, still looming in the cinnabar red.

This poem, "Stone Bridge of Lanke Mountain" by Meng Jiao, tells of a woodcutter named Wang Zhi who watched people play chess on a mountain; when he finished watching the game and returned home, he discovered that hundreds of years had passed, and his relatives and friends were all gone.

According to Yang Yijian's speculation, those two immortals appeared to be playing chess, but in reality, they were using the chess game to discuss the Dao; a single game lasted for hundreds of years, which shows that the cultivation level of those two immortals was extremely high, at least Ninth Grade or above.

"Ahem! True Person Meng, didn't you say you were here to choose a cultivation technique?" Yang Yijian said.

Zhang Wuji glared at Yang Yijian with some annoyance; he was just getting to the exciting part, and being interrupted by this guy naturally made him very unhappy.

But Meng Yifan came to his senses; now was indeed not the time to discuss array weapons in detail with Zhang Wuji, because on his Game Panel, the countdown had only about twenty hours left, and before returning to the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World, he still had many things to do and could not waste all his time here.

"True Person Zhang, let's exchange phone numbers; if I have anything I don't understand, I will ask you for advice again," Meng Yifan said.

Zhang Wuji hurriedly took out his phone and exchanged numbers with Meng Yifan; being able to build a friendship with a Fifth-grade big shot like Meng Yifan was all benefit and no harm to Zhang Wuji, and if the relationship was handled well, it would be a huge backer.

"True Person Zhang, are you selling these heavy machine guns of yours?" Meng Yifan's time was tight, and after returning to the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty, he would likely have to fight a great war against the Demon Race immediately.

In order to improve his strength as quickly as possible, these heavy machine guns in the Scripture Depository were quite good; if they could be brought to the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World, they could instantly increase the combat power of soldiers like Zhang Shagen.

These Array Heavy Machine Guns were all personally crafted by Zhang Wuji, so he naturally had the right to sell them, but he was a bit troubled about how to price them.

Other Immortal Cultivators looked down on these Array Heavy Machine Guns because their resources were scarce, and any Spirit Stones they had were used for their own cultivation; as for using their own Spirit Power to drive the Array Heavy Machine Guns, Immortal Cultivators felt it was like taking off one's pants to fart—an unnecessary act.

After Earth entered the End of Dharma Era, when Immortal Cultivators fought, every bit of Spirit Power used in every move had to be calculated carefully; using one's own Spirit Power to drive a heavy machine gun was truly not worth the loss.

Zhang Wuji thought for a moment and said, "I can sell them. One Array Heavy Machine Gun sells for one Third Grade Pill. I wonder if True Person Meng can accept this price?"

According to the official Contribution Points, it took about forty points worth of materials for Zhang Wuji to make one Array Heavy Machine Gun, plus his labor costs, so it would be fifty Contribution Points.

A Third Grade Pill could be exchanged for one hundred Contribution Points, and Third Grade Pills containing Spirit Qi were hot commodities that all Immortal Cultivators needed; calculated this way, Zhang Wuji's asking price was a bit inflated.

However, this was a unique business, and it was the crystallization of Zhang Wuji's life's work; his heart's blood was priceless, so whatever price he asked was justifiable.

However, business is inherently about asking for a high price and negotiating down; if Meng Yifan bargained, Zhang Wuji could also lower the price. His bottom line was one Third Grade Pill for two heavy machine guns; below this bottom line, Zhang Wuji was not prepared to sell.

Who knew that after hearing Zhang Wuji's quote, Meng Yifan didn't even frown and said directly, "Just at this price. I checked just now; there are forty-five Array Heavy Machine Guns in the Scripture Depository, and I want them all."

Yang Yijian stared at Meng Yifan, dumbfounded; he hadn't expected Meng Yifan to be such a big spender, giving away forty-five Third Grade Pills just like that. He wondered how many Third Grade Pills were stored in his Space Ring; if he couldn't beat Meng Yifan, Yang Yijian would have wanted to rob him.

"Ah! You want them all!" Zhang Wuji said in disbelief.

Researching arrays consumed a lot of resources, and precisely because of this, Zhang Wuji lived in great distress, especially since his research direction—combining Immortal arrays with modern technological weapons—was not favored by the cultivation world. The array weapons he crafted were simply not bought by anyone, which led to Zhang Wuji becoming increasingly impoverished and his cultivation stagnating.

Zhang Wuji had originally thought that Meng Yifan might buy a few Array Heavy Machine Guns, allowing him to make a small profit; he hadn't expected Meng Yifan to buy them all. Good heavens, he had struck it rich! Each heavy machine gun could earn him 60 Contribution Points.

Forty-five Array Heavy Machine Guns would earn him two thousand seven hundred points. Haha, with so many Contribution Points, Zhang Wuji could not only raise his cultivation to the Third Grade High Stage, but he could also buy a large amount of array materials to continue researching even more powerful array weapons.

"Can't you sell them all?" Meng Yifan saw Zhang Wuji standing there stunned and silent, thinking that Zhang Wuji was in a difficult position.