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第一千五百四十二章 交易成功

"Price..."

Lin Xuan's lips curled into a playful smile, but his heart was already filled with joy. Although he had learned some alchemy techniques during his time in the lower realm, if there were suitable tools at hand, he could repair this Black Dragon Shield himself. However, to be honest, Lin Xuan only had a superficial understanding of crafting techniques and far from mastered them.

Ordinary magical artifacts posed no problem for him to repair, but such high-quality treasures as the Black Dragon Shield might still have unforeseen issues.

Even if it was repaired, its power might suffer a significant loss.

But this shop was different. The other party specialized in this craft, and the craftsmanship of the craftsmen there would definitely be on par with or even surpass his own. If they couldn't handle the job, they wouldn't take it lightly.

As for the price?

Lin Xuan hadn't given it a second thought. Although he came from the lower realm as an immortal cultivator, he was never short of crystal stones.

"Friend, please speak your mind. As long as you can repair this item, I believe I have some assets," Lin Xuan said calmly after drinking a sip of clear tea.

"If that's what you say, then I won't be rude. Could the senior tell me how to repair it?" Dong Fang Mingyu's voice was incredibly pleasant.

"How should it be repaired? What do you mean by this?" Lin Xuan couldn't help but show some surprise on his face.

"Your treasure is suitable for a senior from the Separation and Union stage, but it has suffered severe damage. If we just repair it in a general way, it would only cost ten thousand middle-grade crystal stones, but that would inevitably reduce its power to about seventy percent," Dong Fang Mingyu explained.

Lin Xuan frowned at this. Seventy percent—what use was that? But he didn't press the matter further. Clearly, this woman wasn’t done yet and had more to say.

Sure enough, seeing Lin Xuan's composed expression, Dong Fang Mingyu secretly admired his demeanor. Such an air of confidence was indeed befitting a Core Formation stage senior... no, most ordinary Core Formation cultivators didn't have such cultivation skills.

Her thoughts turned as she regarded Lin Xuan with even more respect. Unfortunately, he was still a human immortal cultivator.

"Considering the quality of this item, I think it's a waste to repair it in such a way. If your finances are generous, you can choose special repairs. We will send this treasure to our main store where the most skilled craftsmen will handle it and add some rare materials," she said. "This way, its power can be fully restored, but it would take three months of work and the repair cost would increase by eight times."

"Eight times?"

Hearing her bold offer, Lin Xuan couldn't help feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation. Eight thousand middle-grade crystal stones—this was astronomical.

For an ordinary Core Formation cultivator, even if they sold everything they had, it might not be enough. But for him...

Although he felt some regret, Lin Xuan wasn’t a miser. Crystal stones were useless to hoard; the Black Dragon Shield, while not a divine treasure, couldn't be bought with money alone.

He understood his choice. "Alright, eight thousand is fine. However, you said it would fully restore its power. If you fail..."

"Don't worry," Dong Fang Mingyu assured him with a smile. "If anything goes wrong in the middle, this shop will offer tenfold compensation."

Lin Xuan couldn’t help but re-examine the shop before him. Its underlying strength was far more formidable than he had imagined.

Of course, that wasn’t his concern.

Dong Fang Mingyu then sent out a sound transmission talisman, and soon two graceful maids brought a tray with a red cloth covering it.

The red cloth was lifted to reveal something that looked like neither skin nor hide.

"This..." Lin Xuan’s face showed some surprise.

"This is a blood curse document. Have you never seen one before?" Dong Fang Mingyu's eyes were filled with curiosity.

Blood curse document?

Lin Xuan’s thoughts raced. If it had been several hours ago, he would have been unsure, but during his casual browsing at the Thousand Volumes Hall, he had indeed come across a book mentioning such a thing.

The name seemed incredibly arcane, yet its function was not particularly special—more like a secular contract.

Of course, the materials required to craft it were quite valuable. Only for major deals would both parties sign such documents.

This was even more binding than a Heart Demon Oath; if violated, one would surely be struck by blood curses during their attempt to break through barriers.

Though he had never seen its full effect before, Lin Xuan didn’t say much.

He picked up the item without showing any emotion. The text on it was vividly red, like fresh blood, as if it could come alive at any moment.

Fortunately, with his extensive knowledge, such a minor trick was easily dismissed.

The strange text, though, he recognized—thanks to his love for reading and understanding over fifty ancient languages. If another ascended immortal had been here, they might not have this level of insight.

His spirit scanned the document to ensure there were no mistakes before he cut his finger and let a drop of blood enter the blood curse document.

Instantly, ghostly howls filled the air as red light surged. The vivid text truly came alive, transforming into eerie symbols that entered Lin Xuan’s body.

Dong Fang Mingyu performed the same action, and in just a few breaths, both parties had signed their agreement.

"This is obviously something from the Ghost Path. Normally, after the Asura King cleansed this realm of spirits, immortal cultivators should loathe ghostly things. Why...?" Lin Xuan was puzzled but didn’t ask any questions.

After the transaction, the atmosphere between them became even more amiable. Facing this woman similar to Qinxin, Lin Xuan’s expression softened. She seemed intent on making a good impression and, as a businesswoman, quickly warmed up to him in just an incense stick's worth of time.

However, Lin Xuan was still preparing to leave.

Even though she looked like Qinxin, there was no connection between them. He didn’t have the time to linger here.

Although he had become a Separation and Union stage cultivator at four hundred years old, the path of immortals was one of competing with heaven and fate; he couldn’t afford any complacency.

Dong Fang Mingyu tried to persuade him but saw that Lin Xuan was determined to go. She then had the maids prepare a bag of Qilin fruits for him. These were highly sought after by low-grade cultivators, but worth only a few crystal stones in the eyes of high-ranking ones. Lin Xuan didn’t hesitate.

Dong Fang Mingyu personally escorted Lin Xuan downstairs. Just as they left, a commotion and cries of pain and shock filled their ears, accompanied by a sound like something breaking.

Lin Xuan’s expression remained calm. He had experienced many storms to reach his current status, but Dong Fang Mingyu's face turned grim.

Was someone still alive enough to cause trouble in the Treasure Pavilion?

PS: One more chapter tonight.

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