High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

Chapter 279: Chapter 225: An Enlightenment Realm Expert Seeks a Weapon, Second Layer Meridian Passage Perfection

"A Tier Three short saber with an Energy Transfer Efficiency of over 90% and a Piercing Trait."

"I will provide the materials. The crafting fee... is one hundred thousand Contribution Points."

HISS—

A wave of sharp gasps rippled through the area.

One hundred thousand Contribution Points! Just for the crafting fee!

That price was enough to buy a small apartment in the Outer City!

Long Xiao was tempted, but he was well aware of his own limitations, and he also knew Han Feng’s current skill level.

"Captain Lei, well... The master has been in seclusion recently. Besides, he only makes Tier Two weapons..."

"One hundred and fifty thousand."

Lei Hu upped the price, his face impassive.

"Or, one thousand two hundred Spirit Coins."

Long Xiao swallowed hard.

’Spirit Coins...’ he thought. ’That’s Hard Currency, worth far more than Contribution Points.’

He looked at Lei Hu and was reminded of the squad leader from years ago who had fought by his side in the Fog Area. He was reminded of his own band of brothers who never returned.

How unpredictable the fortunes of life could be.

"Vice Commander Lei,"

Long Xiao’s voice grew a little deeper.

"I can only ask for you. I can’t guarantee success.

The master’s temper... well, it’s unpredictable."

"I’ll wait to hear from you."

Lei Hu nodded, a show of respect for their past acquaintance.

Long Xiao took a deep breath, finally pulled out his communicator, and dialed the number right in front of Lei Hu.

...

「East Sea Martial Arts University, Tianshui Lake No. 9 Villa.」

The doors to the underground Cultivation Chamber were shut tight. A searing heat permeated the air.

Han Feng sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, his skin flushed red, and wisps of white steam were even rising from the top of his head.

Within his body, the first four of his twenty Dao Veins—the Lung Meridian of Hand Taiyin, the Large Intestine Meridian of Hand Yangming, the Pericardium Meridian of Hand Jueyin, and the Triple Burner Meridian of Hand Shaoyang—had all been fully opened and solidified.

Silvery-white Sword Essence surged and roared through the four meridians, forming a perfect small cycle.

With every cycle, his Qi Blood was tempered, growing a fraction more pure.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for completing the solidification of the fourth Dao Vein.]

[Current Cultivation: Meridian Passage Realm Second Layer (Perfection)]

[Sword Essence Reserve: 600/600]

Han Feng slowly opened his eyes. Two beams of sharp light, so solid they seemed tangible, flashed in the dim Cultivation Chamber and then vanished.

"Second Layer Meridian Passage Perfection."

He clenched his fists, feeling the explosive power within his body.

If he were to run into that ’Scarface’ he’d shot dead outside the Black Market now...

He wouldn’t need a gun at all. A single slap would be enough to paste the guy into the wall, impossible to scrape off.

This was the power of ’Krypton Gold’ and ’hacking’ combined.

But the resources he’d consumed over the last two weeks were terrifying.

The money he’d earned from selling weapons wasn’t even enough to cover a fraction of the cost of the Spirit Liquid Jade Dew.

He was only managing to get by thanks to the thirty million Contribution Points awarded by the council.

Just then, the communicator next to him rang.

Han Feng glanced at it. It was Uncle Long.

"Hello, Uncle Long. If this is about rushing an order, save your breath. I’m swamped right now,"

Han Feng said as he answered the call, picking up a towel to wipe his sweat.

"Not here to rush you, this is a huge deal!"

Uncle Long sounded excited, but also a bit nervous.

"An Enlightenment Realm expert came looking for you. He’s specifically asking for a custom-made Tier Three weapon.

He’ll provide his own materials. The crafting fee is one hundred and fifty thousand Contribution Points, or one thousand two hundred Spirit Coins!"

Han Feng’s hand paused.

’A Tier Three weapon?’

With a thought, he summoned the system panel.

[Artifact Refining · Proficient (988/1000)]

[Rune Construction · Proficient (1957/2000)]

Both skills were just a little bit away from breaking through to the Mastery Level.

Once he broke through, the knowledge Empowerment from the system would definitely raise his understanding of Rune Arrays to a new level.

The Superconducting Arc Furnace in Senior Brother Zhao Yu’s lab might struggle with smelting Tier Three Top Grade materials,

but as long as it wasn’t the absolute highest quality, it shouldn’t be a problem.

’This is the perfect opportunity falling right into my lap.’

This was a chance to practice with someone else’s Tier Three Materials, increase his own Skill Proficiency, test the effects of Mastery-Level skills, and make a huge profit in the process.

For him, this was a challenge, but even more so, it was an excellent opportunity to break through his Artifact Refining bottleneck.

"I can’t guarantee success with a Tier Three weapon,"

Han Feng mused for a moment before speaking in a calm tone.

"But if he’s willing to bear the risk of the materials being destroyed, I can give it a try."

"Good! That’s all I needed to hear!"

Uncle Long was overjoyed. He lowered his voice, relaying Han Feng’s words to the middle-aged man beside him, clearly mediating on the spot.

A moment later, Uncle Long’s voice came through again, with a tone of confirmation:

"The client said that as long as you’re willing to try, he’ll take the loss if the materials are destroyed! He just wants a chance!"

"No rush."

Han Feng smiled slightly. "Tell him I’m busy right now. If he wants to request a weapon, he has to play by my rules."

"Tell him to leave the materials and half the payment as a deposit. He can come back for it in two weeks. As for whether I’ll succeed... that’ll depend on his luck."

"This... isn’t that a bit too arrogant?"

Uncle Long hesitated. That was a powerhouse at the Enlightenment Realm, after all.

"A master is supposed to be arrogant. How can you call yourself a master if you’re not?"

Han Feng smiled. "Just tell him that. If he’s not willing, he can find someone more skilled."

The other end of the line went silent for a moment. It seemed Uncle Long was having a difficult conversation with the expert.

Finally, Uncle Long let out a long breath, his voice filled with disbelief:

"He... He agreed! He said he’ll leave the materials and six hundred Spirit Coins right now and come to pick up the weapon himself in two weeks! I’ll bring everything over to you in a little while!"

After hanging up, Han Feng was in a good mood.

One thousand two hundred Spirit Coins was no small sum.

’And on top of that, I get to use someone else’s materials to practice and increase my own Skill Proficiency. Where else could I find such a good deal?’

He stood up, stretched his limbs, and pushed open the door of the Cultivation Chamber to walk out.