Chapter 26 - 26 Chapter 23 Hundred-Tempering Black Armor_1 (1/2)

26 Chapter 23 Hundred-Tempering Black Armor_1

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Rectangular pieces of iron, threaded by silk through small holes from within, were woven into armor.

Each piece of iron had a dull sheen, occasionally giving off a hint of black light.

This was known as restrained luster.

The better the quality of the object, the more inconspicuous it appeared.

Ordinary knives, after a little polishing, would shine brightly, but after a short period, they would become dull and lusterless. Iron-made knives could maintain a persistent and stable shine.

As for Hundred-Tempering Fine Steel, it had a restrained luster; at first glance, it seemed nothing special, but upon closer inspection, its extraordinary nature became apparent.

That kind of dense luster emanating from within would grow on you the more you looked at it.

That’s where the phrase ‘unable to put it down’ came from.

“How much for a full set of this armor?”

Qin Niu was just inquiring about the price for now. Once he had the funds, he could consider purchasing a set.

Wearing it could greatly enhance one’s defensive capability.

“It’s not something you can afford.”

The shop assistant didn’t even bother to mention the price.

These country bumpkins asked all sorts of questions but never bought anything in the end, wasting his time for nothing.

“This is Hundred-Tempering Black Armor, made of 1080 pieces of Hundred-Tempering Fine Steel. The inner part is threaded with bitter heavenly vine silk soaked in tung oil and then crafted by masters skilled in armor making. It ensures that each piece of armor is tightly joined without any flaws. There’s also a soft and comfortable lining inside, with a certain proportion of Green Forehead Silkworm Silk, which is durable, wear-resistant, and can be passed down for generations. Its defense is incredibly strong. Whether it’s arrows made of fine steel shot from a Ten-Stone Strong Bow or sharp fine steel weapons, none can penetrate its defenses.”

The shopkeeper, however, came over with a smile and introduced the product to Qin Niu earnestly.

This shopkeeper was short and plump with a pair of Hu-style whiskers and a bulbous nose, paired with small green bean eyes—a spitting image of the legendary turtle Prime Minister.

“You might say that within the Mortal Realm, anyone under tenfold cultivation using ordinary weapons would have almost no hope of breaching its defenses. Of course, it depends on how the wearer uses it; nothing is absolute! As for the price of this armor, it’s a bit expensive, costing five hundred taels of Silver Money for one set. If you’re really interested, the shop might give you a slight discount, but there’s not much room for negotiation.”

When he heard that it cost five hundred taels of Silver Money per set, Qin Niu’s heart nearly leapt out of his throat.

He had guessed that it wouldn’t be cheap.

But he hadn’t expected it to be so exorbitantly priced.

“Hehe, do you think it’s a bit expensive? Good things come at a high price. Young brother, if you’re using it for hunting in the mountains, I recommend buying leather armor instead. It’s much cheaper, only thirty taels of Silver Money per set. Made of thick tri-layer cowhide, it’s more than enough to ward off the claws of tigers and wolves.”

True enough, you get what you pay for.

Though the price of leather armor was affordable, its defensive ability was limited.

There were also shields, breastplates, ordinary helmets, and other protective gear in the Armor Shop, likely all at no small cost.

Qin Niu had originally thought that selling a bear pelt for twenty-five taels of Silver Money meant he had a little bit of cash on hand. But stepping into such a luxury store, he couldn’t even afford the cheapest leather armor.

“Thank you, shopkeeper. I’ll come back to you when I have the money.”

Qin Niu didn’t look any further.

He needed to hurry to buy Cultivation Techniques, Insect Control Books, and other cultivation materials before it got dark and he could get home.

It was said that in the city, after nightfall, the public wasn’t allowed to roam the streets at will.

Anyone caught violating this by the patrolling soldiers would be thrown directly into jail.

The prisons were dark places where people could be consumed without leaving bones.

Many women, once imprisoned, would often not live past three days. Being despoiled by the jailer and the guards was inevitable, and many women, unable to endure, would ultimately choose to commit suicide.

Those with more fiery natures often killed themselves the very night they were locked up.

Without a house in the city, one must get out before the gates closed, or it would be quite troublesome.

If one missed the leaving time, there was another option, which was to stay in an inn.

But it wasn”t cheap, costing at least a hundred Wen Money per night.