17: Chapter 17 Dream of the Mortal World

Mu Qingci packed the three First-Class spirit tools into his storage spirit tool and hurried away.

Arriving on the street, Mu Qingci casually walked into a shop, intending to sell the three First-Class spirit tools he had just crafted.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man who looked very shrewd, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and he looked like someone well-versed in the way of business.

"Little friend, are these three First-Class spirit tools from your home?"

Mu Qingci nodded.

The man picked up one of them, pretending to examine it carefully.

Then, he examined the other two thoroughly as well.

After a long while, he shook his head with a look of feigned regret: "Little friend, you don't know this, but the quality of these three First-Class spirit tools of yours is not very good. They only rank in the lower-middle tier among First-Class spirit tools. As for me, being a businessman, I naturally need to make a profit, but seeing as you are still young, Uncle will take a loss. I'll give you thirty gold coin for all three. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingci couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "As expected, no matter which World you are in, the saying 'there is no merchant who is not treacherous' holds true."

Mu Qingci couldn't be bothered to waste words with the other party, so he raised his hand and revealed his First-Class Soul Engineer badge.

"This is my First-Class Soul Engineer badge. I am a student of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy, and these three spirit tools have been certified by Mingde Hall and have reached the peak of the first class. Now, I will give you a chance to re-quote."

Mu Qingci's fluent speech, combined with his sharp gaze, successfully intimidated the middle-aged man opposite him.

Upon hearing the names of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy and Mingde Hall, the other party was clearly very wary.

One must know that this is Mingdu; who would provoke the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy and Mingde Hall without a background? Even if Mu Qingci was not that important to these two forces, since these three spirit tools were certified by Mingde Hall, their value could not be measured by the price of ordinary First-Class spirit tools.

Adhering to the principle that it is better to avoid trouble than to cause it, the middle-aged man had no choice but to accept his bad luck and pay to resolve the issue.

"Little brother, my eyes were clumsy just now. Please put away your badge. I will give you two hundred gold coin in total. How about that?"

Mu Qingci nodded and then put away his badge.

Two hundred gold coin—this price already exceeded the value these three spirit tools should have, even for the peak of the first class.

After all, most spirit tools below the third level can be used for the daily lives of common people, so the price naturally wouldn't be too high.

The other party must have given more out of respect for the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy and Mingde Hall.

Mu Qingci was not embarrassed; he accepted the money without blushing or his heart racing. After all, he hadn't lied, and it was the other party's choice to pay more.

He found that this feeling of having status was actually quite good; after all, having a background was advantageous everywhere.

As for the big shot he dreamed of clinging to in the Sun Moon Empire, the biggest one of all was none other than that man.

If he could cling to that man's leg, even if Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao came, he wouldn't need to worry about being taken away.

While lost in thought, Mu Qingci arrived in front of a carpenter's shop.

The reason he was in such a hurry to make money was that Meng Hongchen's birthday was in a few months, something she had mentioned before.

Mu Qingci had received so much help from her, so he naturally wanted to give something in return.

However, ordinary gifts would seem somewhat superfluous to Meng Hongchen.

As a little rich girl with a background like her, what couldn't she get if she wanted it?

Therefore, Mu Qingci had to prepare a thoughtful gift to be able to move her.

He walked into the woodworking shop, where the shelves were filled with a dazzling array of wooden products.

The owner was an elegant middle-aged man, who was currently carving a piece of wood with a carving knife.

"Young man, take a look around for what you need. The wood I have here is all top-notch; the quality is absolutely impeccable."

Mu Qingci walked around, but didn't find anything he liked, so he finally decided to make one himself.

"Boss, could you sell me a piece of wood? I want to make a wood carving myself to give to someone."

The boss looked up at Mu Qingci, a knowing smile appearing on his refined face: "I understand. It's for your little girlfriend, right? How thoughtful. Wait here, I'll pick one out for you."

Mu Qingci did not refute this, just waiting quietly.

The boss put down the wood carving in his hand and turned to enter the warehouse to search.

After a while, he brought out a piece of wood that was half the size of a person: "This is one of the best pieces of wood in my shop. Little brother, take a look and see if it's okay."

Mu Qingci stepped forward to examine it carefully. The cross-section of the wood had a gilded appearance, looking quite extraordinary at a glance.

It also had a refreshing fragrance, making one feel relaxed and happy.

"I'll take it. Boss, how much?"

"Hehe, it's very affordable, only two hundred gold coin!"

The boss pushed up his glasses, trying his best to make his smile look sincere.

Mu Qingci was speechless, feeling as if the merchants on this street were all in cahoots, as he had to spend exactly as much as he had just earned.

Helplessly, Mu Qingci had to take out the two hundred gold coin he had just received and handed them to the boss.

"Alright, take care, little brother! Come back next time if you need anything!"

Mu Qingci casually stored the wood in his storage spirit tool and returned to the academy to continue his studies.

Three months later.

This morning, Mu Qingci finished a full night of meditation and opened his golden eyes.

A wave of Soul Power suddenly erupted from his body; it was the symbol of breaking through a level.

Level 45, that was his current level.

Over the past three months, although he had been very attentive to his study of spirit tools every day, he had not neglected his cultivation. Mu Qingci knew deeply that a Spirit Master's true strength lay within themselves. Even his study of spirit tools was not to rely on them in the future, but for another purpose.

"Qingci, are you really preparing to advance to a Level 2 Soul Engineer? But you only became a First-Class Soul Engineer three months ago!"

On the way to Jing Hongchen's office, the white-haired little loli kept asking like a curious baby.

Mu Qingci nodded, extended a slender finger, and flicked Meng Hongchen's nose: "It's not an attempt; it will definitely be a success."

Meng Hongchen shrank her neck back, gave him a reproachful look, and finally muttered in a low voice: "Advancing two levels in three months—neither my brother nor I were that fast back then. Qingci, you are too much of a monster."

At this moment, the students who saw the two holding hands no longer had as big a reaction as before, but in the eyes of those male students, there still existed the emotions of envy and jealousy.

In Jing Hongchen's office.

Looking at the confident young man in front of him, Jing Hongchen discovered that even though the other party was holding hands with his granddaughter right in front of him, he couldn't bring himself to be angry. There was no other reason: this kid's talent was just too high!