Chapter 58 - Core Modification (1/2)

Chapter 58: Core Modification

The dark and deserted alley was lit by the cold and silvery ht

Inside the shtly, sending sparks into the air

Heavy breathing echoed in the store

Fang Lang supported himself with his sword Blood dripped down his left pal, there was a s round, his face covered in open wounds He stared at the starry sky blankly as he let his failure sink in

Gentle footsteps sounded

The old htened He was holding the Obsidian Sith a surprised yet approving expression

He flung his hand and threo porcelain bottles in the direction of Fang Lang and the young ht the bottle

“Medicine to heal your wounds, it’s very effective Don’t worry, it won’t affect your performance in the Imperial Exa man took out a pill and sed it The open wounds on his head started to scab instantly

“I lost,” the young man admitted honestly His expanded body slowly reduced in size

Fang Lang s me your name? We’re somewhat acquainted after this duel It exciteset it, I’et to know each other later in the I was stunned ‘What kind of logic was that? Why can’t losers leave their nanored Fang Lang and picked up his black falchion He turned around and returned to the store He continued to ha had no choice but to give up He sed thepoisoned After all, if the old man wanted him dead, he would not have to resort to tactics like this He took several deep breaths after taking the pill The wound on his hand started healing, showcasing the extraordinary effectiveness of the ave the Obsidian Sword to Fang Lang

“Not bad, you’re rather skilled at the sword techniques Itperiod?”

After seeing Fang Lang’s callus-covered hand and the solid display of his swordsmanshi+p, the oldkid

He was sowho still owed hi retrieved the Obsidian Sword It was heavy and black as ink Even under the illule reflection

“May I ask, how much does this sword cost?”

The oldthe store “It’s up to you I only sell my swords to those who passed the test Price doesn’t e”

Fang Lang’s cheek twitched, no wonder this old ’s name

He did not expect Mentor Wen to be so enerous with his money

He walked towards an e to retrieve the entire stash of 25,000 gold coins

Clink! Clink! Clink!

The gold coins shi+ up the entire street!

“Mister, here’s 25,000 gold coins The Obsidian Sword’s value is priceless I’ said while extending both his hands to hold the sword

He kept both swords into the sword box and turned around to leave His shadow disappeared into the ht sky

The streets fell into a dead silence

Inside the workshop, the young old coins on the table He gulped visibly So… so old coins!

The old old coins disappeared instantly

“Wei Sheng, he’s an honest an want hian,” the old

The oldchair and hummed a merry tune

It had been a while since he had ratulations on your cultivation transaction! You’ve been awarded random rewards, you can find the Lang’s ! Friendly re up’

Everything was as he expected

On the Syste

Cultivation Discipline: Ninth-Grade Sword Disciple

Level: LV4

Experience: 0/100000

Core: 36 (White)

Cultivation Resource: 50,000 gold coins, 300 low-grade spirit crystals, 2 e limited to cultivation)