Super Resolution System

The Sword Blade was extremely white. It was so white that it didn't even look like a weapon made of iron. After pulling it out, Lin Yaoyang instantly felt that the surrounding air seemed to have become much colder in an instant.    

The air that he inhaled into his nose instantly became moist. The surroundings of the Sword Blade were emitting traces of cold air.    

Lin Yaoyang's eyes immediately lit up. This sword was indeed a Spiritual Force Weapon. Although it was indeed a failed product of a blacksmith, its power was not something that an ordinary weapon could match.    

This Spiritual Force Weapon looked like the blacksmith who used an ice element Demonic Core as support and wanted to merge it into the sword.    

However, he did not know which step was wrong and which Demonic Core's effect was not fully integrated into the weapon yet.    

The forging was over, and the Sword Blade was done. They could not continue forging, and the remaining energy in the Demonic Core would be wasted for nothing.    

Moreover, there was one more thing that was certain about the Spiritual Force Weapon, and that was that it couldn't be used for too long.    

If he used this Spiritual Force Weapon for a long time in battle, because of his innate defects, the weapon's spirit energy wouldn't be sufficient. If he used it too much, then the weapon would temporarily become an ordinary weapon again.    

It required the weapon to replenish the energy of heaven and earth for a period of time before it could recover, but the Spiritual Force Weapon that was formed was different.    

Because it was a weapon that had already been formed, it would be able to continuously absorb the surrounding energy in the battle and restore the weapon itself. Naturally, such a semi-finished product would not have such defects.    

Although there was such a flaw, it was still greatly sought after by low level cultivators. There was no other reason. It was cheap!    

Lin Yaoyang looked at this Spiritual Force Weapon and was slightly moved. He spoke to Fatty Soong, This Spiritual Force Weapon..." Hey hey, boss, how much do you want to sell this sword? “    

When Fatty Soong saw that Lin Yaoyang actually wanted to buy this Spiritual Force Weapon, his spirit became lively again, and his eyeballs started rolling again.    

He began to think about how to swindle more gold coins from Lin Yaoyang. It seemed that Lin Yaoyang knew the flaws of this weapon, and that this was not a finished Spiritual Force Weapon.    

It was impossible for him to sell it at a low price. He could only ask for a lower price and try to sell it at a higher price.    

However, I am the only one in this town. With such a semi-finished weapon, even if I raise the price a little higher, but compared to this fellow, I will still pinch my nose and accept it.    

After all, rare goods can be found. So what if there is something cheaper than mine in other places? You don't know where it is, but you can only be controlled by me. Humph, humph.    

Fatty Soong rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky. He shouted out the price in his mouth.    

"One bid, 500 gold coins. No bargaining!"    

After Fatty Soong said that, he still acted like he was very arrogant. He looked up at the sky as if he wanted to use his nose to look at Lin Yaoyang.    

After Lin Yaoyang heard Fatty Soong's bid, he was not surprised. He knew from the beginning that Fatty Soong would not sell it to him at a reasonable price.    

It was something Fatty Soong would definitely do to raise the price. Even if Fatty Soong bid 600,700, Lin Yaoyang would not be surprised at all.    

However, Fatty Soong only bid 500 gold coins, which surprised Lin Yaoyang a little. Could it be that Fatty Soong had changed his character?    

He did not plan to earn money even if he kept it? This wasn't because Fatty Soong wanted to be a good man. It was because Fatty Soong looked at Lin Yaoyang's appearance and didn't seem like someone who could walk on the road with hundreds of gold coins on him at all times.    

After Lin Yaoyang heard Fatty Soong's bid, he instantly lost interest. It was not bad to buy this kind of thing and give it back to the family, but the family would definitely know that he bought it from Fatty Soong later on.    

In that case, the effect that he wanted to bring to the family would be completely useless. That wasn't the effect that he wanted.    

Furthermore, he had so many Demonic Cores, there was no need to waste gold coins to buy such a weapon.    

It was a waste of gold coins, so after Lin Yaoyang heard Fatty Soong say the price, he directly threw the sword in his hand into Fatty Soong's pocket and said to him, "No need, keep it well."    

Then he looked at the ordinary weapons around him that were worth two or three silver coins each. Fatty Soong was shocked and looked at Lin Yaoyang with his mouth wide open. The script was not right.    

Logically speaking, shouldn't you be looking at him with pity and begging him to give you a lower price? Then you said fiercely, No! I can't give you a lower price! If you want to buy it, don't buy it. If you don't buy it, get lost.    

Or is it to beg me to give this sword to me, then rush back home to look for the elders at home to gather enough gold coins to buy it?    

What the f * ck does this mean? Do you think I, Fatty Soong, am a fool? However, Fatty Soong's mouth opened and closed, but he did not say a complete sentence for a long time. He had never seen a young man who could maintain such a straightforward manner in front of the Spiritual Force Weapon.    

Lin Yaoyang didn't want to say anything more to Fatty Soong. His eyes looked at the pile of trash weapons that Fatty Soong had forged, searching for one or two weapons that were slightly better quality.    

They were used to make the rough prototype of the Spiritual Force Weapon. After a while, Lin Yaoyang took two iron swords and threw five silver coins to Fatty Soong.    

He turned around and left. Before he left, he said, "There's no need to look."    

Fatty Soong looked at Lin Yaoyang's back and muttered, Looking for your sister? This is only worth five silver coins in total. Are you a fool?    

Fatty Soong stood alone in the same spot, holding the sword in his hand in a messy manner in the wind.    

Lin Yaoyang didn't care what this guy was thinking. He took the two iron swords and walked to a remote place in the town. Normally, no one would pass by here. It was very quiet.    

As for why he didn't go home directly, Lin Yaoyang felt that he didn't have anything with him. He didn't have enough confidence to go home just like that. He might as well finish preparing the things outside before going back.    

Lin Yaoyang stood in a small alley with no one around, holding two pieces of Demonic Core in his hand.