1027 Mo Fans Set-up (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Even though Mo Fan had used his remaining Time Liquid to secure the victory, he did not feel it was a waste, as he had earned quite a lot from looting the Dark Swordmaster!
The Dark Swordmaster did not give him a Soul Essence. If it actually had coughed up a Soul Essence, Mo Fan would be rich instantly, as a Ruler-level creature's Soul Essence was normally sold for billions!
But even the Ruler-level Soul Remnant it did have was extremely valuable. After the Little Loach Pendant took it away, it immediately refined ten Warrior-level Soul Essences for Mo Fan. If he could actually have sold them all, it would have been worth a total of two hundred million.
Unfortunately, Mo Fan could only use them to strengthen his Stars. The project he initially thought was going to be a lengthy one was suddenly shortened by half. As a matter of fact, Mo Fan always ended up the biggest winner in a huge-scale battle like this. Even if the undead did not give him any loot, their Soul Remnants alone were of great value to him!
Apart from the Dark Swordmaster's Soul Remnant, Mo Fan had also managed to preserve its Undead Crystal perfectly.
A complete Undead Crystal was extremely valuable, since it was able to replenish a Mage's energy. The Ruler-level Undead Crystal was most likely worth a hundred million if he was to auction it.
He handed it to Zhao Manyan since he knew Zhao Manyan could help him sell it at a good price. With this, it seemed like he finally might have enough money to buy a Soul-grade Lightning Seed with a Domain!
”Mo Fan, give me the Undead Crystal, the Ruler-level creature's armor and sword, and I'll sell them for two hundred million for you! How's that?” Zhao Manyan decisively proposed.
”Two hundred million? Is that even possible?” Mo Fan asked in astonishment.
The Dark Swordmaster did not drop any rare loot, nor did it drop a Soul Essence or some other valuable parts. Mo Fan thought it was impressive if he could sell the loot he acquired for a hundred million.
”Why not? It's still a Ruler-level creature; many rich people across the world are interested in collecting the corpses of these Ruler-level creature, especially something like the Dark Swordmaster! Those rich merchants with huge houses like to collect them to intimidate their business competitors.
”On the other hand, they can also scare some demon creatures off. If you can forge a statue of the phantom horse, and fill up the armor to resemble a figure with the sword in its hand, the villa's level would immediately skyrocket! There are lots of rich people, but not all of them are able to use the corpse of a Ruler-level creature as a decoration. Besides, the Dark Swordmaster's armor fits the tastes of the Westerners; I can easily help you sell it at a good price in Europe, and it might actually be worth more than two hundred million!” Zhao Manyan said confidently.
Zhao Manyan was born into a business family. He knew the things that rich people were willing to invest in.
The Ruler-level Dark Swordmaster was a bodyguard of a Pharaoh, not to mention the imperious-looking armor and giant sword would easily attract many people that wanted to find something to decorate their mansion. It was common for collectors to spend hundreds of millions on a few art pieces, let alone a guardian statue refined with a Ruler-level creature's corpse!
”Doesn't that mean I can finally get a Soul-grade Lightning Seed?” Mo Fan was excited when he saw how confident Zhao Manyan was.
It seemed like he had enough money to get himself a Soul-grade Lightning Seed. Once he had one, he would no longer feel helpless when fighting against an Executioner of the Black Vatican like Philip!
”You're almost there. I've got the connections; when we arrive in Italy or Paris, I promise I'll get you a sick Soul-grade Lightning Seed. Say, I'm confident enough to say that I'm the disciple of the richest renowned family in China, but even my family isn't ambitious enough to get me a Soul-grade Seed. When you get yours, I bet even the members of the American team will be reluctant to fight you,” Zhao Manyan said.
It was true that every powerful Mage walked the path on their own.
A grass-roots Mage probably would not have access to an abundant supply of resources in the range of ten million, let alone anything over a hundred million. However, whenever these grass-root Mages reached a certain height, they could easily earn lots of resources by themselves, and their growth after being self-reliant was usually more impressive than disciples of renowned families who were too reliant on the resources provided.
A Mage's cultivation was not something that could be obtained with just mere resources. Any resource would simply be a waste for someone untalented, but Mages who had reached their current heights by their own hard work had learned the secret of becoming stronger by probing the way ahead themselves, and they also knew how to break through by fighting endlessly. Even when they were covered in bruises, they would break through the cocoon and be reborn again. Over time, they would leave Mages of a similar age who over-relied on their families far behind!
Zhao Manyan was starting to believe it when he looked at Mo Fan.
The man had outstanding talents, yet he had decided to take the difficult approach by clearing the path with his bare hands. It would not be long until he finally broke out of the cocoon. By then, he would be so far ahead that others would no longer have a chance to catch up to him.
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The presence of the undead completely dissipated after a huge rain. There was not a hint of strange odors in the air.
Even Heaven was paying its respects, sending rain to Puccini City to celebrate. A country like Egypt usually would not see a single drop of rain for half a year.
Pushing Xinxia's wheelchair, Mo Fan walked slowly forward. Every step he took, he could pick up Xinxia's alluring scent as the breeze swept past.
-How can her smell be so pleasant?- Mo Fan had the urge to lead her deep into a deserted alleyway where no one could respond to a person's cry for help. He could not help it; as a man who usually ate meat, the vegetables he cooked himself felt almost tasteless.
Lots of flowers blossomed after the rain. It was not a common sight, since they were in a desert country.