132: Chapter 132 Visiting the Market

Unfortunately, Liu Xuan had entered into Cultivation once again. She was a very diligent girl; perhaps some reason was driving her to constantly push herself.

Zhao Feng, who continued to wait, did not stay idle either; instead, he began to refine the battle armor.

One knows the items they forged themselves best. For a newly forged Magical Artifact like this, a blood drop to claim ownership was the simplest method. Human blood contains one's own Soul aura, and Soul aura is a necessary item for binding a Magical Artifact.

He used a blade aura to cut his finger, dripping a drop of fresh blood onto the identification area on the chest of the battle armor. The bright red blood dripped onto the smooth surface of the purple-red battle armor and actually vanished in a flash.

However, Zhao Feng knew that this was the battle armor establishing an identification relationship. After about a minute, Zhao Feng infused Spiritual Power into the battle armor. Sure enough, that sense of separation vanished; he could feel that his control over the various functions of the battle armor was smooth and intuitive. Only at this moment could the battle armor be considered truly his own.

With a thought to put it on, the battle armor suddenly split into several pieces, then rapidly grew larger, donned itself onto Zhao Feng, and automatically fastened.

It fit perfectly, without any feeling of discomfort.

This was the effect of the Size-Changing Symbol.

After the identification symbol recognized the owner's Soul information, it would naturally obtain the basic details of body size and build from the body information attached to the Soul, and then control the Size-Changing Symbol to adjust accordingly.

The entire process of the battle armor attaching to his body took less than a second.

Even so, Zhao Feng was still somewhat unsatisfied.

One must know that Spiritual Artifacts like a blade aura can be attached within the body, and appearing from the body basically consumes no time. On the battlefield, this little bit of time might seem short, but it could be the difference between life and death.

When his Artifact Refining ability improves in the future, he must forge a few sets of Spiritual Artifact battle armor, Zhao Feng secretly resolved.

The symbols within the blade aura were very complex; a rough estimate put them at over ten, and there were several symbols he didn't recognize at all. Judging symbols through Spiritual Power perception was too difficult; perhaps he could use the Heavenly Eye to take a look.

"Benefactor!" While Zhao Feng was deep in thought, Liu Xuan had already come out and walked over. Having not seen each other for two days, her words were filled with joy.

"Mm, you've finished your seclusion." Zhao Feng nodded. A scan with his Mental Energy revealed that Liu Xuan's Spiritual Power fluctuations had become much stronger. He estimated that if she continued to Cultivate like this for another month, Liu Xuan would be able to advance to the Late Stage of the Qi Refinement Stage.

"Benefactor, what kind of armor is that on you? It's so beautiful!" Liu Xuan suddenly widened her eyes as if she had discovered a new continent. The purple-red battle armor was indeed very flashy.

Zhao Feng rubbed his nose, feeling a bit awkward; the color of this battle armor was indeed a bit vibrant. "Here, you have one too!" He hurriedly changed the subject, handing over the battle armor, which had shrunk to the size of a finger, and the needle-like Flying Sword.

Only then did Liu Xuan notice the two Magical Artifacts floating on his hand. If the armor's color hadn't been so eye-catching, these glowing items would have been the most attention-grabbing.

"This is?" Liu Xuan carefully took the two Magical Artifacts, but she was somewhat troubled. "It's so small, how can I put it on?"

Seeing her adorable and dazed appearance, Zhao Feng couldn't help but laugh. "You'll know once you drip a drop of blood on it."

Liu Xuan followed his instructions and dripped her blood, and Zhao Feng taught her how to control it.

Sure enough, a minute later, Liu Xuan also put on the battle armor.

Because this battle armor's Size-Changing Symbol would change according to a person's physique, the Liu Xuan wearing the battle armor appeared even more beautiful and charming; that curvaceous figure was dizzying to behold.

Liu Xuan looked at the curves formed by the battle armor on her chest, her face turning bright red. Zhao Feng coughed and told her that this could actually be actively controlled.

Only then did Liu Xuan fill in the cleavage in the center, so it didn't look so seductive.

Not daring to let her thoughts run wild, she dripped her blood onto the Flying Sword. With the experience from the battle armor, she quickly learned how to control the Flying Sword.

Because of her Mental Energy, Liu Xuan's Flying Sword's attack range and power could not compare to Zhao Feng's. The range was only within a radius of one hundred meters, and the speed barely kept up with the speed of sound, but compared to ordinary mortal swords, it could already be considered infinitely powerful.

The Spiritual Power intensity of the Qi Refinement Stage could not manipulate a Flying Sword to bear a person's own weight, so she shouldn't think about sword-flying, but Liu Xuan was still having endless fun with it.

Exciting days are always short; soon, it was evening.

The village began to liven up. A large number of Cultivators who had received missions gathered together, turning the sparsely populated little village into a bustling place. Coupled with quick-witted Cultivators starting to set up stalls for trade, it made the little village look just like a market.

Zhao Feng and the other had a fairly abundant amount of Spirit Stones, about five hundred or so. Plus, they wanted to broaden their horizons, so they went to visit the market together.

Because the inside of the village was Demon-Slaying Alliance territory, the two did not wear their battle armor and went out in casual clothes.

There were over a hundred Cultivators gathered together, and the dozen or so stalls had all sorts of items, dazzling to the eyes.

"Let's go, let's go look over there." Liu Xuan pulled Zhao Feng, excitedly pointing at a stall hanging with all kinds of miscellaneous items.

Cultivators setting up stalls were not like mortals; they basically didn't shout, because in the philosophy of Cultivators, the most important thing is fate. Those with fate would naturally come to trade or buy.

Of course, when buying, selling, or trading, haggling was naturally unavoidable, which also provided a little bit of a lively atmosphere to the market.

That small stall had many things, but when Zhao Feng used the System to scan, he discovered that most of them were unranked implements. It seemed the stall owner wanted to make some profit from the newly arrived novices.

He whispered a few words of introduction to Liu Xuan, and Liu Xuan looked at the stall owner with disappointment. Sure enough, someone with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was not a good person.

These stalls had Ore, Spiritual Plants, and some displayed Jade Slips, but they were not for sale, only for trade.

Zhao Feng's eyes lit up. He went to the stall that was trading Jade Slips and squatted down to scan them carefully.

The Jade Slips all had small slips of paper with content summaries. Looking at the introductions, most were simple things of little value. But among them were some that Zhao Feng needed, such as the Jade Slips in front of him titled "Introduction to Alchemy," "Encyclopedia of Low-Grade Talismans," and "Basic Symbols."

Zhao Feng had mastered low-grade Artifact Refining, but he also had some interest in Talismans and Alchemy. This was perhaps a common ailment of an intellectual—liking all kinds of knowledge.

Zhao Feng had already thought about the new sub-System; he would make it a cultivation-type sub-System, so he hadn't worried about the situation of having too much knowledge to learn.

"Fellow Daoist, I am very interested in these few Jade Slips. I wonder what you would like to trade for them?" Zhao Feng said to the middle-aged Cultivator who had a bitter expression.

Looking at that complexion, if it wasn't naturally like that, then it seemed he had encountered some difficult problem.