Immortal Path To Heaven Chapter 606

Ou Yangming was startled for a while, and he had a strange look on his face.

Bai Zhiyi gave him an extremely positive impression. Even though they had only met once, the elder was willing to teach him through a unique form the secret technique to smith Good Grade magic tools. He suddenly looked greedy, hence the young fellow suspected if he met another Bai Zhiyi.

The elder grinned and asked as though he perceived Ou Yangming's thought, “Lil' Ou, I'm a cultivator too. Do you know what the most important thing for a cultivator is?”

Ou Yangming answered after some thought, “Opportunities.”

He was telling the truth because his opportunity to obtain the Military Fire was unquestionably the most important thing for him.

Without the opportunity, Ou Yangming could not have excelled in smithing art. Not to mention coming to the Spiritual Realm, even in the lower realm, he would not have achieved anything. In fact, he might have died long ago due to the beast tide this time.

Nonetheless, Bai Zhiyi was slightly stunned at first, then he responded with a smile, “Opportunities are incredibly important, but that's not the most important thing to us.”

Ou Yangming was dumbfounded for a while, then he expressed sternly, “Elder Bai, please guide me.”

Bai Zhiyi stroked his long beard and pointed at the person-in-charge. “Lil' Ou, this is a junior of mine, Xia Zizhen. Hehe, Zizhen, tell him.”

Xia Zizhen immediately responded to him. He could not understand why Bai Zhiyi cared so much about a little Spiritualist, but he dared not object to the elder's order.

“Brother, to cultivators like us, resources are the most important thing. Among all resources, wealth is unquestionably ranked first.”

“Wealth?” Ou Yangming blinked but disagreed with it.

Throughout his 2 years in the military camp, it was indeed tough because he was supervised by Old Craftsman. Even so, he never worried about wealth anymore after acquiring the Military Fire. This was because the young fellow was remarkable in smithing art so as long as he put in the effort to smith items, wealth would naturally come to him.

Xia Zizhen furrowed his eyebrows and thought, 'Who's this good-for-nothing young man? Why doesn't he understand such a shallow principle…'

He cleared his throat. If the young fellow was not being taken care of by Bai Zhiyi, he would not have bothered about him at all. For the sake of Elder Bai, Xia Zizhen continued, “Lil' brother, you're a cultivator too, so have you worried about the lack of resources throughout your cultivation?”

Ou Yangming pondered seriously. His path of cultivation had been quite smooth, and it seemed like cultivation resources were never a concern to him.

Whether it was the Ni family from the lower realm or the Yi Pavilion and the imperial family, whom he met after, they sent him plenty of cultivation resources for free. Although he made it clear that he did not lack any of them, they never stopped providing those resources for him.

Moreover, when he used the Simulated Spiritual Fist, which he had learned from the imperial family, to help powerhouses at the peak of Yang Grade to advance to Extreme Grade, they also sent him precious gifts to thank him.

Even though gifts from a person would not be much, when the gifts from everyone were acc.u.mulated, he had so many that it was unimaginable.

In a way, cultivation resources were nothing but a drifting cloud to him.

He could get as many as he wanted, so why would he lack them?

Ou Yangming curbed his thought and looked at Xia Zizhen, then he shook his head seriously and answered, “I never lacked cultivation resources.”

Xia Zizhen was struck dumb, and his face twitched. He screamed internally, 'Can you speak properly?' Nevertheless, after noticing Ou Yangming's expression, he suppressed his anger and noted, “Alright, you might not be short of any resources in the past, but you will in the future.”

“I won't.” Ou Yangming shook his head.

“What?”

“I won't be short of cultivation resources.” Ou Yangming tapped his chest. He had many interspatial bags with him, and the total number of resources could let him cultivate to a higher level.

Besides, he could continue to smith. As long as he still had the Military Fire, he would not lack anything.

Xia Zizhen took a deep breath of cold air, then he turned and smiled bitterly at Bai Zhiyi.

At this moment, he even had the urge to beat up Ou Yangming.

Bai Zhiyi was somewhat overjoyed when he listened to their conversation. He laughed out loud and noted, “Lil' Ou, I know you're very gifted in smithing art, so you don't lack ordinary cultivation resources. Hehe, as long as we're successful as blacksmiths, we won't be poor.”

Xia Zizhen was stupefied. “Elder Bai, he-he's a blacksmith?”

“Yes, he's a blacksmith—a powerful blacksmith. He'll definitely overtake me in the future, so you mustn't underestimate him,” Bai Zhizhen answered seriously.

Xia Zizheng's expression changed. He was not dispirited anymore, but he looked at Ou Yangming strangely.

'I see, he's an outstanding blacksmith, so no wonder he said he never lacked cultivation resources.

'But does a young fella like him really have an excellent standard in smithing art?'

Bai Zhiyi said in a deep voice, “Lil' Ou, we certainly have enough ordinary cultivation resources, but precious treasures can only be discovered but not sought. If someone makes a request with a treasure, hehe, you mustn't miss the opportunity!”

Ou Yangming was smart, thus he instantly understood what the elder meant. “Elder Bai, are you saying that this is the case this time?”

Bai Zhiyi nodded with a smile. “Zizhen, what did that person request, and what did he bring? Tell me.”

Xia Zizhen nodded. “Yes, a friend from the Disaster Saber Sect has sought help from us; he needs a unique weapon.” He hesitated for a while and stole a glance at Ou Yangming.

The elder waved his hand snappily and remarked, “Lil' Ou's not an outsider, so you don't need to be wary.”

“Yes, a friend from the Disaster Saber Sect needs a weapon with strong toxicity, and he asked that it must have a poison-series skill,” Xia Zizhen continued.

“A poison-series skill?” Bai Zhiyi frowned. “This won't be easy…”

Among human blacksmiths, one would grasp the smithing technique for pieces of Skill Equipment after arriving at a certain level. Despite that, they normally mastered Rune Skills related to the natural changes of the universe.

As for poison-series skills, they were quite rare.

Xia Zizhen quickly added, “Elder Bai, it's obviously not an easy task, or I wouldn't have asked you for help. Hehe, I recall that you've learned a skill from this series before.”

Bai Zhiyi glared at him then sighed. “I've learned a bit in the past, but it's the lowest-level poison-series Rune Skills. Since someone from the Disaster Saber Sect made a special visit here, he's surely not asking for this.”

Ou Yangming was moved, but he did not recommend himself right away. Instead, he watched quietly and coldly on the side.

Xia Zizhen was startled, and he was rather anxious. “Elder Bai, he's willing to pay a huge price for it!”

Bai Zhiyi questioned coldly, “What rewards did he prepare?”

“He prepared 3 sets of materials, as well as a spiritual herb that can produce immortal liquid!” Xia Zizhen answered seriously.

“Oh?” Bai Zhiyi stopped frowning as he was really moved.

Spiritual herbs were not much in the Spiritual Realm, but they were categorized into different levels. If a spiritual herb that could produce spiritual liquid was found, everyone would fight for it for sure.

“That fella's quite lucky to be able to find such a precious item.” Bai Zhiyi then responded after some thought, “Fine, I'll meet him first. Whether or not I'll succeed, I'll give it a go.”

Xia Zizhen was elated. “Thank you, Elder Bai.”

After getting the elder's permission, he quickly left.

Bai Zhiyi chuckled and said, “Lil' Ou, looks like the fella from the Disaster Saber Sect has not only prepared rewards for the blacksmith, but he also provided generous gifts for Zizhe, or he won't be so diligent.”

Ou Yangming nodded and asked, “Elder Bai, are you going to do it?”

“I plan to try. If it isn't difficult, I'll fulfill his wish.” Bai Zhiyi nodded.

“Elder Bai, I'd like to observe the process, can you…” Ou Yangming asked probingly.

“Haha, if you'd like to spectate, go ahead; I won't object to it.” Bai Zhiyi was secretly happy. He was a blacksmith too, hence he understood what Ou Yangming was thinking. The more eager the young fellow was, the happier he was.

As long as he displayed great abilities, why should he worry about not being able to recruit Ou Yangming into his sect?

Before long, Xia Zizhen brought a middle-aged man into the residence. “Elder Bai, he's my good friend, Poisonous Saber Gentleman from the Disaster Saber Sect.”

Ou Yangming glanced at the man and wondered, “The Disaster Saber Sect, Poisonous Saber Gentleman. What are they…'

However, everyone had their preference in t.i.tles. He was not used to them, but he would not say anything.

On the contrary, Bai Zhiyi was not bothered at all. He asked in a deep voice, “What weapon are you looking for?”

Poisonous Saber Gentleman bowed and answered seriously, “Elder Bai, I'd like a poisonous saber.” He retrieved a parchment, where the saber's model was drawn. Whether it was the saber's length, weight, or materials, they were also clearly stated.

Bai Zhiyi held the parchment and frowned. After a brief moment, he noted, “I'll consider for a while. You may leave first.”

Poisonous Saber Gentleman responded to him, then he opened his interspatial bag to retrieve the materials and place them on the ground. “Thanks for your effort, Elder Bai.” Subsequently, he left with Xia Zizhen.

The elder stared at the parchment and knitted his eyebrows more than before. He sighed after a long time and commented, “Ah, the spiritual herb can't be obtained so easily indeed…”

Ou Yangming pondered for some time and finally moved his head over to take a look.

After seeing the request, a faint smile could be seen on his face. “Elder Bai, how about you let me attempt it first?”

Bai Zhiyi was taken aback. He looked up and asked in confusion, “You…”