Chapter 10: Accidental Coincidence

"Tomorrow is the fifth day—what should I do next?"

After confirming her strength, she had a clear plan; since there was still one day left, she saw no need to remain in seclusion—better to go out, take a walk, and relax her mood.

Besides, she planned to visit the Library Pavilion to see if there were any clues about the materials needed to forge the Thousand Illusion Ice Silk.

To forge Thousand Illusion Ice Silk, you need Millennium Cold Ice Jade, Star Frost Sand, Ice Silkworm Silk, and more.

Moreover, these materials all require at least a thousand years' age.

In the past, Luo Yao wouldn't have considered this so soon—she'd have waited until she broke through to Foundation Establishment.

But now it's different.

Second, this Dharma Treasure can change shape, transforming from silk into other Weapons, instantly doubling its attack power.

Although Zhao Lili concealed her cultivation, her emotional fluctuation just now revealed her true strength to Luo Yao.

As for Ice Silkworm Silk…

Even if you only have a few-year-old Cold Ice Jade, spending a few extra months and multiplying it several times daily will suffice.

She handed over the Ice Silkworm Silk to Zhao Lili with effortless ease.

"Good—you're dead!"

She asked at nearly every stall, but unfortunately, whether it was Cold Ice Jade or Star Frost Sand, both were high-grade materials—none of them had actually seen any, only heard of them.

At this moment, it was Luo Yao's turn to sneer.

"It's you again!"

"You…"

"This sword is worth far more than two or three Spirit Stones!"

Entering the Library Pavilion requires merit points; luckily, though the Manager He gave her inferior Soul-Returning Pills last time, she still had ten points left—enough for two more entries.

This time, she practiced the Concealment Technique she took from the man, suppressing her aura entirely so others couldn't discern her realm—thus, no one would dare act rashly.

Zhao Lili clearly knew Luo Yao's true background.

Called a Library Pavilion, but in truth, there were few books inside—mostly random, miscellaneous texts, many of which could be bought in the Market as Jade Slips.

The man knew Luo Yao spoke the truth, but if he lowered the price, what would he profit?

"Two Spirit Stones—I'll take it!"

Pretending to be a pig to lure the tiger—everyone loves to play that game.

"Hey, she doesn't even have that many Spirit Stones—don't get tricked by her!"

"On tomorrow's arena, I'll make you wish you were dead."

Last time, that man nearly made her rich—she had enough left over to buy Pills, Talisman Paper, and Dharma Treasures; she even planned to burn incense for him next Qingming to thank him.

So Luo Yao turned to the vendor.

Unfortunately, no one jumped out to "gift" her this time.

The vendor immediately grew suspicious, staring at Luo Yao: "Comrade, if you can't prove you have enough money to buy it, I must sell it to her."

But Zhao Lili didn't care at all—she tucked away the Ice Silkworm Silk, stepped beside Luo Yao, and threatened her fiercely.

"Two Spirit Stones!"

Luo Yao smirked; before, she certainly had no money—but now it was different.

"You…"

Fortunately, Luo Yao actually found someone selling Ice Silkworm Silk.

Qi Refining Fourth Layer—even though she broke through, she's still no match for me.

"So expensive?"

First rule of haggling: fixate on the flaws and exaggerate them.

Zhao Lili, furious, pulled out a Long Sword and handed it to the vendor: "My sword is worth more than four Spirit Stones!"

"Who says I don't have the money?"

But this time was different—she wouldn't give up. She refused to believe Zhao Lili had more Spirit Stones than she did.

Luo Yao's heart sank—she hadn't expected to run into Zhao Lili here.

This was precisely why Luo Yao was so eager to gather the materials and forge it as soon as possible.

Watching Zhao Lili leave with the Ice Silkworm Silk she desperately needed, Luo Yao felt no disappointment—this time, making Zhao Lili lose a Weapon was already a significant gain.

After all, Xuanyuan Sect was merely a small sect in a corner of Pingzhou; its strongest member was barely at Foundation Establishment. Such a minor sect could be wiped out in an instant by any passing demonic cultivator of great power.

At this moment, a voice Luo Yao recognized came from beside them.

Luo Yao didn't reveal her wealth; instead, she pulled out the Long Sword issued by her sect.

First, its disguise was strong—barely detectable by naked eye or Divine Sense unless scrutinized closely; if used in a surprise attack, success rate would be very high.

"This…"

With her Golden Finger, she only needed these materials—no need to worry about their age at all.

The vendor was delighted—four Spirit Stones couldn't even buy a Long Sword; if he played it right, he could make a huge profit.

"Four Spirit Stones!" Zhao Lili gritted her teeth. Though four Spirit Stones for Ice Silkworm Silk wasn't worth it, she was doing it for pride.

The vendor's eyes lit up—he'd bought the sword for three Spirit Stones and could resell it at a high price.

Shop prices were too high; Luo Yao could only start by checking street stalls.

Dharma Treasures with both offensive and defensive capabilities were extremely rare.

Though the Ice Silkworm Silk was only ten years old, with her Golden Finger, age wasn't an issue.

She shot Luo Yao a mocking glance and pressed on.

"What? You can't possibly come up with that many Spirit Stones, can you?"

From the Dharma Treasure's description, Thousand Illusion Ice Silk was undoubtedly a perfect, powerful artifact.

Luo Yao breathed a sigh of relief, showed her Token to the guards, and entered the Market.

"Three Spirit Stones!"

Luo Yao ignored her, looking at the vendor again, "This Long Sword is worth three Spirit Stones, right!"

Zhao Lili suddenly felt as if she had punched a cotton ball.

Once Luo Yao stepped out the door, she concealed her strength, revealing only a Qi Refining Layer 1 cultivation base.

Luo Yao quickly found what she wanted in the Immortal Cultivation Encyclopedia, left the Library Pavilion, and, while there was still time, planned to visit the Market again.

Instantly, Zhao Lili felt even more confident.

So, she had to go to the Library Pavilion to see what these materials actually looked like, then find a chance to visit the Market to see if she could buy them.

"But ten-year-old Ice Silkworm Silk is brittle, fears water, and can at most be woven into clothes to resist heat, yet resisting heat only requires a single Cold Ice Talisman..."

"Naturally, it is worth it!"

Luo Yao pouted; who would live and who would die was not yet certain.

Although both were Long Swords issued by the sect, just like the one in Luo Yao's hand, Zhao Lili insisted on outshining Luo Yao.

Third, Thousand Illusion Ice Silk could also disguise itself as clothes, ribbons, etc., be worn on the body, and serve as a Defense Magical Treasure.

"You..." Zhao Lili, not expecting Luo Yao to have this move, said angrily, "This was issued by the sect; do you dare sell it?"

Unfortunately, Luo Yao merely shrugged, "Fine, consider you won; I'll yield it to you."

"Hey, Daoist, that is incorrect; this Ice Silkworm Silk is ten years old and weighs half a jin; this price is already very cheap."

"Does the sect have a rule against selling it?" Luo Yao asked, tilting her head.

Seeing this, the vendor was overjoyed.

Obviously, with Zhao Lili's interference, it would be difficult to secure this Ice Silkworm Silk.

Zhao Lili, who held a grudge against her, would absolutely not let her secure it easily; even if she could buy it, she would certainly have to pay a heavy price.

Back to the main topic.

She was just a bit worried: what if Luo Yao produced other items? No, that's not right; if she could sell the sect's Long Sword, she could sell hers too; after all, she didn't need it.

"How much is this Ice Silkworm Silk?"

Of course, Luo Yao still had a tiny bit of expectation.

Luo Yao turned to look at the smug vendor, "You have Ice Silkworms on hand, right? How much to sell them to me?"

"How did you know?"

The vendor was startled in his heart; he had clearly not said a word, so how did Luo Yao know?

(End of this chapter)