Chapter Eight Hundred and Sixty – Transaction (2/2)

His mind moved, and an expression of interest rose on his face. “Oh, a forging department, then let’s go see.”

Seeing Zuo Mo interested, Lan Bing became joyous. Forging a shen device was far from being as profitable as recruiting a forging grandmaster.

Lan Bing decided that no matter what, she had to keep this forging grandmaster at the Northern Plains Ice Mansion.

“That’s great! If the lord knows that Elder is about to come to our mansion, she would be overjoyed,” Lan Bing said happily.

Zuo Mo glanced at Old Man Wu at the side and suddenly asked, “Old Wu, how many people are in the Wu Family?”

“Daren, two hundred and seventy,” Old Man hurriedly answered.

“Then have them pack up and accompany me,” Zuo Mo said.

“Yes!” Old Man Wu became alert. He had been worried that if the clan stayed in Wu Ge City, the Yin Tomb Guard would come find them for revenge.

Zuo Mo then said to Lan Bing. “I will not dance around the matter of the black nether mine. I want to sell it to the Northern Plains Ice Mansion.”

“No problem.” Lan Bing did not hesitate before accepting. “We are willing to purchase it at thirty percent above market price. Elder, what do you think?”

“Alright.” Zuo Mo nodded.

“Elder, do you want nether cash or materials?” Lan Bing then asked.

“Materials,” Zuo Mo said.

Lan Bing was not surprised by this answer. The obsession forgers had with materials was something hard for others to understand.

“Daren, what about Tuoba Yu and the others?” Old Man Wu asked respectfully.

Zuo Mo sank into thought. That group of people was a bother.

Lan Bing saw this and said, “If Elder feels that it is not easy to take care of, how about handing them over to our forces?”

Zuo Mo felt that this suggestion was good and agreed.

After hearing that Zuo Mo was willing to travel to the Northern Plains Ice Mansion, the Northern Plains Ice Mansion immediately sent experts travelling day and night to come and escort Zuo Mo’s group. The number of guards accompanying them increased greatly. The troop was an enormous one with the Wu Clan and the captured Yin Tomb Guards.

With the old and infirm of the Wu Clan, the troop did not move quickly. Zuo Mo was not in a hurry. He stayed in the chariot every day, and absorbed all kinds of powers along the way to repair his body.

Zuo Mo had almost absorbed all the powers near Wu Ge City. If he continued to take from them, the shen formations would start to absorb the vitality of those living near Wu Ge City. At that time, Wu Ge City would become a city of death.

On the way, as he continued to absorb power from the surroundings and the three pieces of Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood, Zuo Mo’s body recovered significantly.

He had absorbed two of the three Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood. That could make up for two months of effort.

Thirty six months, that was thirty six levels.

Zuo Mo had repaired four levels and he had one pieces of Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood left. Adding on what he absorbed on the trip, when he arrived at the Northern Plains Ice Mansion, he would be able to reach level six.

Zuo Mo was satisfied with this progress.

In the remaining time on the road, he taught the Wu Clan youths how to cultivate and battle formations. The Wu Clan did not have any experts. If they wanted to protect themselves at this time, they could only rely on battle formations.

However, what Zuo Mo taught them were not the battle formations that battalions used but what guards would frequently use.

Other than this, he also forged shen equipment for them. Each Wu Clan youth had a shen equipment. They were completely attired and the Northern Plains Ice Manion guards accompanying them were extremely jealous.

“Take a look.” Lan Bing said in a low voice to an armored female next to her and then handed over a piece of shen equipment.

This female dressed in blue ice armor had a beautiful appearance but her expression was icy and unapproachable. She sat on the snowy-white Northern Plains Snow Horse, her body upright and unmoving. She held a large blade that was twice the height of a person in her hand. The blade curved in a crescent and the long handle was covered in blue swirling patterns.

She was one of the six generals of Northern Plains Ice Palace, Zhu Nan Yue.

She had just returned from the front lines and was immediately sent by Hai Xin Bing to protect Zuo Mo’s group. Her guards were all females, each of them with solemn expressions. They didn’t make any sounds as they marched.

Zhu Nan Yue and Lan Bing had a close relationship. She carefully looked at the shen equipment in her hand and her expression became serious. She looked closely, turning it over and over. She looked for a long time before lifting her head.

“How is it?” Lan Bing hurriedly asked.

“If I had such shen equipment, my strength will increase by two-tenths.” Zhu Nan Yue’s tone was certain.

Lan Bing knew that Zhu Nan Yue was a reliable and conservative person. She would not exaggerate. If she said it could increase her strength by two-tenths, it would not be less than two-tenths and was likely more effective.

“Look at this.” Lan Bing handed over another piece of shen equipment. It was the shen equipment of the Wu Clan.

She had used many methods in order to get this shen equipment.

Translator Ramblings: Zuo Mo’s next meal ticket is here.