Chapter 180 (2/2)

The group gathered around to have a look at the swords. The swords were short in name and shape only but, their blades were clearly not metal. The pitch black blades were almost obsidian-like, and looked to be crafted entirely out of stone. There were no scorch or folding marks on the blades. A very thin veil of blade mist swirled on the surface of the blades, and Hao Ren felt that he was being compelled to look at the blades. The plain, lightless blades almost had a magical aura to them. The longer you stared at the blades, the faster the mist swirled.

Wuyue picked up one of the blades out of curiousity and felt a surge of energy race through her body. The scared siren quickly tossed the blade back to the ground.

“Could it be…demonic stone?” Hao Ren only realised what the swords were made of after a while.

“Yes, that stone.” Y’zaks nodded. “Ever since I got back from England, I’ve been wondering what to do with it. It was a massive eyesore and a space hogger however, it was still valuable enough. Since I was unemployed and had time on my hands, I started chipping it off to make some stuff. At first, I made two kitchen knives for Vivian but, she said they were too heavy and cumbersome. So, I made two shovels instead, and found out that they weren’t half as good as the ones you can buy off the shelves. After that, I made a couple of short swords like these, thinking that we might have some use for them someday. While I’m not the best smith around, I still know my way in making demonic weaponry. The blades may look brittle but they are harder than normal steel. They’ve undergone some treatment. I’ve seen the weapons of humans in this world, no normal blacksmith here can come up with anything close to them.”

“F*ck! You sold someone a demonic sword?” Hao Ren gasped in horror.

“Of course not.” Y’zaks simply just waved him off. “I have already removed the demonic energy from the rocks. These are no more than glorified swords with enchantments. I simply went up to one of the weapons shops in town, said I found a blade that I can’t use in the ruins, and wanted to sell it. And well…the rest is history.”

Hao Ren eyed Y’zaks suspiciously. “You seem awfully familiar with this.”

The great demon smirked. “There was a time back then where a group of adventurers would come to my turf to wreak havoc. I had this old castle there and they seemed to love hauling out whatever broken metal and stuff they could find to sell. At times, if there was a whole lot of them, I could even give the groundsmen a couple of days off. Well…that’s how I learnt about human adventurers making a fortune.”

“…”

There was an awkward silence.

Now, Hao Ren was even more curious about what Y’zaks did back then at home. Aside from being the messenger of righteousness to his kind, he was a raid boss, whom people would grind for loot and reputation?

That said, the ingenuity of the great demon had solved their monetary woes for the time being. As for the way the monetary system worked here…they would find out sooner or later. By then, Lily had begun to pull on Hao Ren’s sleeves. “Mr. Landlord… Lets get something to eat.”

With that, Hao Ren realised that he indeed felt a little hungry. Perplexed, he rose the question, “Wait…why do we need to eat over here?”

“What nonsense.” The MDT, who was playing nanny to the little mermaid back home suddenly rang in his ear. “Since when did you not need to eat?”

“I thought we were in the Dream Plane no?” Hao Ren was still confused. “Our bodies are lying in the pods back home. So, why the need to eat at all?”

“Who told you that your entity in The Plane of Dreams is a purely spiritual being? Your body there is as real as the one on Earth. When you enter The Plane of Dreams, an exact copy of you is being made over there and you will need to eat and sleep as usual. And of course, anything that happens to you in the plane will affect you directly. Just that your metabolism rate is much lower, and you’ll only need a meal a day to sustain yourself. Lily was acting up because she was being Lily, hungry as always.”

Hao Ren was stunned. He found the line between The Plane of Dreams and reality was almost blurred.