C88 (1/2)

One day later, even though Ye Feng who had returned to the outside world was exhausted, his face was full of excitement.

This day in the virtual space was definitely worth it. Not to mention a hundred Spiritual Stone, even a thousand Spiritual Stone were worth it.

In one day, he practiced over a hundred times until the last trace of his spiritual force was completely used up. Only then did he reluctantly leave.

This was combat training.

It was different from how he imagined it in his mind.

Nearly a hundred engravings had qualitatively increased Ye Feng's success rate of inscribing inscriptions.

The first ten times, he only succeeded once.

The second time, Ye Feng increased the success rate to three times, and then gradually increased.

And the last ten times, he had even succeeded seven times.

With such a high success rate, let alone an inscription apprentice, even most inscription masters would have to sigh and admit that they were inferior. The success rate for a normal inscription master at Heavenly Essence Country was only around 50-60%.

The price for recovery of low grade inscriptions was about 300 to 400 Spiritual Stone.

In other words, as long as he had the materials, a thirty percent success rate would be sufficient to balance out the profits.

However, Ye Feng still had a trace of doubt in his heart.

Since the success rate had increased, he decided to give it a try with the last set of ingredients.

After resting for a while and recovering his spirit, Ye Feng calmed his heart and calmed his mind down, fully concentrating on drawing.

An hour later, a floating rune appeared above it, and the surface of the material also emitted a faint light. As the last step was completed, the runes sank into the material. A pattern that was different from the previous inscriptions began to shine.

This inscription pattern was especially exquisite.

”It worked!”

Ye Feng was incomparably excited.

The increase in proficiency was effective. After more than a hundred simulations, he had gained a better understanding of inscription drawing. Ye Feng's success rate of inscribing low-grade yellow-rank inscriptions was now around the seventh level or so.

It exceeded that of an ordinary inscription master …

”...”

”Ye Feng, are you still in closed door cultivation?”

Seventh Princess Huo Jing'er's voice came from afar.

Ye Feng pushed the door open and saw the tall and slender Seventh Princess standing outside.

Huo Jing'er was dressed up like a proud little peacock, wearing a white pleated skirt with silver threads, her black hair tied up on top of her head, her slim waist had a green jade belt, and a short bow that was as exquisite as crafts was stuck in her waist.

Seeing Ye Feng leave, Huo Jing'er laughed: ”Master Dong will be back to Strong Country West Tang in the afternoon, accompany me to send you off, but first you have to go to the auction house to see if there are any gifts suitable to send to Master Dong.”

Today was the fifth day?

Ye Feng slapped his forehead. He was so excited that he almost forgot about it.

The two sat in the carriage of the Seventh Princess and arrived at the auction house once again.

Today, however, there was an auction. The auction house was bustling with activity more than usual. There was a steady stream of people at the entrance.

As usual, the Manager Luo greeted the princess in person.