Younger Martial Sister of the Sword Sect Holds a Magic Wand

Chapter 115: Cloud crystal

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Draw the sword!

However, just as Ye Shubai's sword was about to strike, before he could even say anything, the giant bent over again and stared at the wooden sword with a frown.

"This sword won't work!"

"Tsk, although we giants mostly cast weapons and rarely carve, we have also worked with special materials like wood... Which apprentice made such a good raw material for you? Look at the clumsy lines and the rustic patterns. If the formation set on it was not profound enough, I would suggest you kill the person who ruined this piece of wood!"

As he spoke, the giant picked up one of the winged people at random, pushed him forward with his index finger, and said, "Don't you winged people like to make magic weapons? Come and see if this wood is a waste?"

Cui Yu was forced to stand up, intending to get away with it casually, but when she looked at the wood closer, she was shocked.

Just as sword cultivators love swords, Winged People naturally also love all kinds of high-grade materials for making magical weapons.

His tongue was a little tied as he stammered as he told the origin of the wood: "Isn't this the legendary poinciana tree? My goodness, this thing was cut down thousands of years ago. I have never heard of it growing anywhere now. I only knew of its existence from the picture albums left by my ancestors. I didn't expect to see the real thing!"

A strange light flashed in Cui Yu's eyes. At this moment, the winged man no longer had the will to fight a life-and-death battle with the people of Dongxuan Sect, nor did he have the disgust for the giant's rude behavior. All that was left in his eyes and heart was the wooden sword in front of him.

Pain appeared in his eyes, and he murmured, "You are right. Such crude craftsmanship is not worthy of this sword. Although it is not as serious as the material damage, such a sacred object should be carved by the top masters and should be decorated with the most gorgeous patterns."

The giant and the winged man finally found a common topic. They put aside their previous prejudices against each other and began to enthusiastically criticize this crudely made wooden sword.

Of course, the winged people's brains work faster than those of the giants.

Cui Yu almost immediately thought of the key point, and showed a very sensible smile to Ye Shubai, and took the initiative to say: "Fellow Daoist Ye, although my cultivation is not good, I have some experience in carving. Give me this wooden sword, and I will definitely return you a more decent sword in three days!"

The giant was annoyed at his slow reaction and kept saying, "I can recast an iron hilt for the sword. I guarantee you will like it."

The Winged People and the Giants are indeed two very famous races. The giant was not bragging before, and the Dongxuan Sect really had to ask the Giants for help in forging swords. If it were an ordinary sword cultivator, he would have been grinning from ear to ear by now.

However, there was not a single smile on Ye Shubai's face. He was always polite and even tried to interrupt the two men twice. However, the two craftsmen were in such high spirits that they could not stop talking.

He could only resolutely pull his wooden sword back from the giant's hand and bluntly reject the two enthusiastic people: "No need, this sword is already perfect, I don't want to change it at all."

In between words, he cast a worried look at Wen Yun beside him.

Ye Shubai knew best how proud Wen Yun was. She was always mysteriously confident in her own aesthetics, such as her painting skills...

Fortunately, there was no trace of shame or disappointment on Wen Yun's face. On the contrary, she had the most gentle and kind smile on her face at this moment, and no one could find any fault with her.

The giant and the winged man failed to please Ye Shubai, the wife of the island owner, and were in a very low mood. They had thought they could use their skills to pay for more rent, but now they could only try to bargain with Zhu Erchong. They didn't know if the bearded swordsman was in need of a sword, and whether they could use a good sword to entice him into opening his mouth.

It's a pity that Zhu Erchong had just obtained a peerless sword from Ye Shubai. In addition, sword cultivators are very sensitive to money, so he is not willing to pay a penny less.

"show me."

While Zhu Erchong was calculating the bill, Wen Yun took it with a kind smile.

But Master Wen raised his eyelids, glanced casually at the giant and the winged man, and the smile at the corner of his lips deepened a little.

"The Winged People and the Giant Spirits are the first two friends we made after coming to the Cloud Sea Realm. Naturally, we should offer more favorable prices. How can we charge such a high annual rent for a yard?" She said to Zhu Erchong earnestly, holding the draft price list prepared by him.

Zhu Erchong felt wronged: "The price I set is several times lower than Yunhai City..."

"Let's change the rent to one hundred thousand a year." Wen Yun wrote calmly on the paper.

Zhu Erchong looked a little confused. No, he just set the rent of each house at 50,000 yuan. How come it doubled in an instant? Is this really a little cheaper, Junior Sister Wen

Fortunately, Zhu Erchong had been doing business in the cultivation world for a long time and had secretly learned some skills from the ancestor of the Wan family. He was very smart and immediately understood Wen Yun's intention.

He was so upset that he pretended to grab the account and shouted, "No way! We're really going to lose a lot of money at this price!"

Wen Yun glared at Zhu Erchong: "This is our friend! And we will be our family in the future! How could you do this! I'll give you a number, ninety-nine thousand!"

"No! The rent for a building in Yunhai City is a million per year! Our house is newer and better than theirs, and the environment is quiet and the air is excellent. It is also suitable for all kinds of skilled craftsmen to settle down. I can't accept your price!"

The honest craftsman had never seen such a sinister human heart before, and he nodded frantically: "Ninety-nine thousand? Rent, rent, rent! We rent it now!"

They were filled with excitement, thinking that Brother Wen was truly a rare good man! He was the conscience of Yunhai City!

Zhu Erchong had no choice but to obey, and with tears in his eyes he reluctantly earned two million source crystals.

Wen Yun retired after accomplishing his mission, and the gentle smile on his face gradually faded. Although he became a profiteer, he still couldn't hide the depression in his eyes.

Ye Shubai followed her in silence. He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to coax a girl like Wen Yun.

In the end, it was Wen Yun who spoke first. She said seriously, "I just thought about it. Although I feel a little unwilling, they are right. My craftsmanship is indeed not that good. You can go find Cui Yu later and ask him to help you refinish the Phoenix Wood Sword. After all, you are the head of our Qingliu Sword Sect. It is not right to be so shabby."

Ye Shubai frowned and refuted her statement in a serious tone: "I don't feel shabby."

His eyes seemed to contain countless stars, and though deep, they were also reflecting the bright light: "One's honey is another's love. They like luxury and beauty, but I like her natural loveliness."

Wen Yun looked up at Ye Shubai, as if trying to tell from his face whether what he said was true or false. At this time, the wind on Yun Island was a little stronger, blowing the two strands of hair beside her bun. Ye Shubai lowered his eyes, shook his hand, and seemed to unintentionally tuck the hair behind her ear.

"Do you really like it? Actually, I thought you liked the phoenix, and I wanted to carve one for you on the sword, but it's a little difficult, and I haven't even finished the rough sketch yet..."

"Really." Ye Shubai's voice was a little hoarse for some reason. The mist had clearly brought a lot of cool water vapor onto his face, but for some reason, both his cheeks and ears were feeling dry and hot.

Ye Shubai's first seven hundred years of life were all about cultivation. He dared not be distracted and never lost his heart. He was the most experienced swordsman in the way of the sword, and could reveal countless methods with every move. But in terms of emotions... he was probably not even as good as a ten-year-old child in the secular world. He was at a loss and clumsy like the little fire dragon that was being chased and bitten on the tail by the cloud beast.

He spoke every word with great difficulty, and when he uttered the last sentence, all his strength seemed to be exhausted. It was even more strenuous than his previous battle with Shang Wuyang.

“I just like clouds.”

Wen Yun was shocked.

What does he mean by this? What exactly does this cloud refer to? Is it Wen Yun's cloud

But isn't it a bit narcissistic to think this way? What if Ye Shubai likes the clouds floating in the sky? After all, sword cultivators are all about style and freehand, and liking this kind of elegant stuff is in line with their personality. Or what if he likes the little cloud on the sword? After all, although her carving is simple, it actually has a bit of artistic conception...

Wen Yun quickly lowered his head and took a deep breath. When his breathing became steady again, he adjusted his facial expression and returned to his usual calm and composed self.

"You like clouds? Okay, then I'll carve two more clouds on your hilt later to make the picture more layered and richer."

She was nervous, wondering if Ye Shubai would retort that the clouds he liked were not actually carved clouds.

However, he just looked at her deeply, pursed his lips, and his voice seemed to become slightly deeper.

"Okay, I like everything you carve."

This is the truth. Others can't even touch Ye Shubai's sword, but if it's Wen Yun, he will accept it even if she carves a little pig dragon on it.

The two of them are more than a thousand years old in total. Ordinary cultivators would probably be called great-grandfathers, but these two are still as shy as teenagers.

Wen Yun couldn't tell whether she felt disappointed or relieved. She tugged at the corner of Ye Shubai's clothes and shook it to change the subject.

"Although the people from Dongxuan Sect may not come again in the short term, we cannot let our guard down. Since Xiaoqing has already drawn the map, how about we discuss the specific positions of the formation?"

It was Wen Yun's instinct to be prepared to escape at any time, and Ye Shubai naturally would not refuse her proposal.

With the incredibly accurate map drawn by Yu Qinghong, combined with the formation that Wen Yun had conceived earlier, after combining the two, all that remained was the specific arrangement.

The large formations on other islands are all kinds of defensive island protection barriers, but Wen Yun’s island is different. It has a teleportation formation that allows you to run away when you see someone!

In order to ensure that she would not be intercepted by the Dongxuan Sect, Wen Yun set the island protection formation to random teleportation. The reason was simple. If even she herself did not know where she would be teleported to, then the people from the Dongxuan Sect who were chasing her certainly would not know either. This was the real secret to escape.

These reasons are all obvious. Even Master Su Yuan couldn't help but nod when he heard them, praising Wen Yun for his meticulous thinking.

As for the real reason...

Wen Yun looked at Ye Shubai and quietly told him honestly: "I haven't yet mastered fixed-point teleportation. For such a large formation, I can only set up random teleportation, which is one level lower in difficulty."

Yun Island has ushered in an unprecedented construction boom.

Because both the Winged People and the Giants needed to rent houses, the previously built houses were not only insufficient in number, but the tenants of both tribes were not very satisfied.

"We Wing people prefer to live in tree houses or wooden houses that are close to nature. These brick and stone houses are not to our liking."

"We giants live in spacious courtyards. I can't even squeeze through this door!"

This requirement put Zhu Erchong and other bricklayers in a difficult position, as they could only repair the most ordinary houses!

Zhu Erchong looked at Master Su Yuan and asked for help: "Senior, can you build a tree house?"

Master Su Yuan looked at the red-leafed forests on Yun Island leisurely and muttered, "I can't repair bird nests, I can only dig them out."

At this time, Yu Qinghong, who had been reading a book for a long time, said gently, "Perhaps I can draw the blueprints of these houses, and you can build them according to the blueprints?"

Master Su Yuan was delighted. He had never expected that a talented person would finally come to the island. He rubbed his hands and asked, "Can you draw a structural diagram?"

Yu Qinghong showed a very modest smile on his tender face and said, "I only know a little bit about it. I hope you won't laugh at me."

As he spoke, he skillfully put away the book, gathered his sleeves, picked up the pen, and smoothly drew a sketch of a tree house.

Several people quickly came over to take a look, and were all amazed.

"As expected of a member of the Yu family, this painting is much better than that of Junior Sister Wen..."

"Look at this horizontal line and this vertical line! Even though it's just a rough sketch, it looks like a perfect painting!"

The crowd was full of praise, especially from Master Su Yuan, who almost praised Yu Qinghong as a contemporary architectural genius. When had the young man ever seen such desperate praise? His jade-like face was flushed with shame, and he kept shaking his head: "I'm not, I don't, you're flattering me."

Finally, after laying the groundwork, Master Su Yuan finally revealed his purpose: "Since you are so powerful, how can you waste your talent? There are more than a hundred races in the upper world who have special preferences for houses. You can draw their favorite residences one by one according to my description."

There are no freeloaders on the island. Anyone who can move must contribute to the construction of Yun Island!

Haven't you seen that the little fire dragons are now spewing dragon flames to burn bricks all day long, and the cloud beasts are also gathering clouds every day to make rain for the river around the city? Since Yu Qinghong is so good at painting, wouldn't it be a pity not to use it

Yu Qinghong nodded obediently and immediately accepted his role as a tool with joy.

The large amount of source crystals that Wen Yun brought back was successfully exchanged for countless supplies for island construction. She has always been generous, and whether it is setting up an array or making a staff, she likes to use the highest-grade materials within her ability.

The people on the island quickly devoted themselves to the construction of Yun Island. Since everyone had some experience in cultivation, moving bricks or laying stones was just a piece of cake for them. So in less than three days, the first complete house on Yun Island was completed.

The tree house that the winged man wanted and the courtyard that the giant wanted were right next to each other. Compared with the conventional layout of Yunhai City, it was quite interesting. If houses of various styles were built one by one in the future, this Cloud Island would be a wonder.

"This place is great, even better than Yunhai City!"

The Winged People were the first to move in. There were about 20 to 30 of them. They looked around the tree houses again and again, with satisfaction in their eyes.

Wen Yun was not a dishonest businessman. Although she raised the rent at the beginning, she not only chose the best building materials, but also the best furniture and furnishings inside, which was enough to ensure that the Wing people could live comfortably on the island.

After arranging all these, Wen Yun suddenly thought of the dead Yi Yu. After a light sigh, he buried the dozen or so gorgeous tail feathers in the mustard seed bag in the empty cemetery next to the tree house and covered it with dust.

As soon as the Winged People arrived, they saw the cemetery. After silently bowing deeply to Wen Yun, they buried Yi Yu's ashes that they had carried with them in the cemetery.

Then he began to put things into the tree house, mostly props for making magic weapons, and various materials.

After decorating her tree house, Cui Yu raised her tail and greeted Wen Yun and the others warmly: "Fellow Daoists, come in and take a look. We will be long-term neighbors in the future. If you have any magic weapons you want to customize, just come to us. We will give you 20% off!"

The other winged people behind him also shook their wings and greeted the sword practitioners enthusiastically.

"My name is Nanque, I'm good at making armor, remember to look for me."

"My name is Ying Luan, and I'm good at making hair accessories for female cultivators. If you want any accessories, remember to look for me."

Wen Yun politely responded to their greetings one by one, but as she looked around, she vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

The one with the highest cultivation level among this group of winged people is Cui Yu, who has just reached the Spirit Transformation Stage. Most of the others are at the Golden Core or Nascent Soul Stage. It seems that Yi Yu, who was killed by Shang Wuyang, was the one with the most outstanding cultivation level.

But... How on earth could he, who was in the Ascension Stage, lead so many winged people to break through the void and come to the Cloud Sea Realm

You must know that those who have not ascended cannot survive in the void. Only those who have ascended to the highest level and are protected by source power can cross the void. Master Su Yuan's strength is already extremely outstanding among the ascending masters, but even so, he can only take two people away at a time.

Even if the Winged People have wings, they can't fly in the void! Could it be that their hometown is next to the Cloud Sea Realm, and Yi Yu went back and forth several times to bring them up

Wen Yun couldn't hide his curiosity and immediately asked Cui Yu this question.

The latter smiled proudly and said, "Friend Wen, our hometown is actually very far away from the Cloud Sea Realm. If it were an ordinary Ascension cultivator, it would probably take hundreds of years to get there. But don't forget that we Winged People are the best at making magic weapons. Magic weapons that can travel through the void are rare, but it is not a difficult task for us."

"It would have taken us a hundred years to travel this distance, but after using the magic weapon, it took us less than a year to reach the Cloud Sea Realm!"

After these words were spoken, not only Wen Yun, but even Ye Shubai, who was always the calmest, showed some emotion on his face.

In this case, wouldn't it only take one month to travel ten years

They had previously looked for a magic weapon that could travel through the void, wanting to use it to bring other people out, but as the Winged People said, this thing was extremely rare and there was nowhere to buy it.

Wen Yun did master the laws of space, but the world of cultivation was too far away from the world of sea of clouds, and it was very difficult to teleport accurately. Moreover, if one wanted to travel through space, one had to go through the gap in time and space. If one had a high level of cultivation, it would naturally be no problem, but if one had a low level of cultivation, they would most likely get hurt.

Now that she heard that the Winged People could create magical weapons that could carry people with lower cultivation levels through the void, Wen Yun naturally couldn't contain herself. As long as she thought about her senior brothers and sisters being able to reunite in the upper realm together, she felt extremely excited.

Wen Yun spoke without hesitation: "Everyone, we want to buy such magic weapons, buy as many as you can!"

Although a huge amount of source crystals were invested in the construction of Yun Island during this period, Wen Yun had received too much money at that time, and now there are tens of millions left in his mustard seed capsule, which should be enough to buy magic weapons.

Cui Yu looked embarrassed: "We have used our magic weapon too many times, and it is already too old and damaged to be repaired. I am afraid it is only enough for us to use when we return home in the future."

Wen Yun asked hurriedly: "Can you make another one?"

Cui Yu shook her head and said solemnly, "There is no magic weapon that we Wingmen cannot make, but the materials of some magic weapons are really hard to find. For example, this Nebula Shuttle can increase the speed to the limit. It is a treasure that all factions want to buy, but its core material is a kind of magical crystal. In fact, the reason why we settled in the Cloud Sea Realm is because the core of the Nebula Shuttle is about to run out. We want to find some cores in the Cloud Sea Realm, but when we arrived, we found out that the Cloud Sea Realm has not produced this kind of crystal in the past few hundred years..."

A good cook cannot cook without rice. It seems that this won't work.

Wen Yun looked a little gloomy and sighed.

However, Shen Xinghai, who had been standing by, suddenly had an idea when he heard this. He asked in a deep voice, "What exactly is this crystal stone? Maybe I have heard of it."

Cui Yu frowned and said, "We have searched all over Yunhai City, but we can't find it. I heard that the crystal stone only cost 10,000 yuan to buy a large piece in Yunhai City, but we offered a million yuan before, and no one sold it. It seems that it is really gone."

"This thing is called Cloud Crystal!"