Feng Yunqi Jue fell.
If they don't have good things to exchange for spiritual values, how can they afford to live in other dormitories!
The weapon refiner branch of Qianhuan Academy.
In the dean's room, two old men with gray hair and chicken skin were looking at each other with sad faces.
There were four long swords placed in front of them. The sword blades had smooth and graceful lines, the snow was shining brightly, and the cold air was overwhelming.
The four snow-white swords have one to three orange six-pointed stars on them.
These four swords are clearly four spiritual weapons.
But when the two old men looked at these four spiritual weapons, they were not happy at all.
"What should we do? There are only three days until Lord Yinyue's annual eating day. It is a full twenty handfuls short of Lord Yinyue's requirements. This is too far behind!"
One of the old men frowned so tightly that he could pinch a mosquito to death.
"There is no way. Over the years, all the spiritual weapons that we can search for in the entire Southern Territory have been looted. Now the big families and powerful forces are hiding the spiritual weapons they have. We can't grab them with force, alas. …”
The second old man is no less sad than the former.
The two old men were both spiritual weapon refiners, but Lord Yin Yue was very picky in their tastes and would not eat any of the spiritual weapons they refined.
"How about... let's use the academy's trading system to issue a mission to purchase spiritual weapons!"
The old men looked at each other sadly for a while, and suddenly an idea flashed in one of the old men's minds.
"Well... some students have spiritual weapons in their hands, but no matter how much spiritual value we give to students who have spiritual weapons, they will not sell them."
"Oh, forget it. Let's treat the dead horse as a living doctor. After all, we two brothers have nothing to do this time."
One of the old men also knew that there was little hope, but he still injected a ray of spiritual energy into the black black iron bracelet and issued a task in the academy's trading system.
On the other side, Jun Mohuang walked towards the trading center and looked through the transaction information in the bracelet.
"Ding dong" made a pleasant sound, and the trading system popped up a message that a new transaction had been released.
"No. 4623: I want to purchase 20 spiritual weapon-level offensive weapons. There is no limit on the specific star level. Each weapon has a spiritual value of 5,000."
"Wow, if we can have 20 spiritual weapons, we can get one hundred thousand spiritual values! We don't have to worry about spiritual values!"
Feng Yunqi and everyone looked at the newly popped-up message with burning eyes.
Soon they all sighed at the same time, this idea was just a thought.
A handful of spiritual weapons is already very precious. If they can take out 20 spiritual weapons in one go, why do they need to worry about their spiritual value
This is simply a paradox.
But Jun Mohuang's eyes lit up, that was it!
She quickened her pace and walked towards the trading center.
When they were still some distance away from the transaction, Jun Mohuang suddenly changed direction and led them to the door of a quiet dormitory.
Ask them to wait and then go to the trading center alone.
At the same time, students elsewhere in Qianhuan Academy who were checking the trading system all saw this message.
Because the purchase of 20 spiritual weapons was too eye-catching, all the students who saw it chose to pay attention to this transaction information.
"Wow, who is so rich that he wants to buy 20 spiritual weapons at once, each worth 5,000, which means a total of 100,000 spiritual weapons!"
"Your focus is wrong. The focus is on 20 spiritual weapons. Looking at the entire Qianhuan Academy, no one can produce 20 spiritual weapons in one go."
But as soon as this student finished speaking, the students who were paying attention to this matter became stunned.
(End of chapter)