Chapter 1183: These Things are Worth Hundreds of Millions

Chapter 1183: These Things are Worth Hundreds of Millions

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Are there any blacksmiths in Zinno Hotel?” Braydon Neal asked, hands behind his back.

“Yes, and there are spirit talisman masters too,” Lewa replied softly.

Braydon eyed her with a hint of doubt.

What exactly was a spiritual talisman master?

From what Braydon knew, a talisman master needed to master numerous things.

The first involved thousands of talisman patterns.

The second was combining runes into a runic formation array, possessing tremendous power.

There should be a third.

Lewa explained, “A spirit talisman master is a spirit talisman master. They hold high status in the city, creating runic formation array and drawing spirit talisman patterns on artifacts and clothes.”

“Draw a talisman pattern on a weapon?” This concept was new to Braydon.

The spiritual artifact he snatched from Ghauth Hatendi had a talisman pattern on it.

“Do you want to buy weapons or have them custom-made?” Hala asked in a low voice.

“My battle sword needs to be reforged,” Braydon requested.

Lewa added, “Raising the grade of the battle sword is even more expensive than buying a complete spirit artifact. Usually, martial artists opt to change if they need a new weapon.”

But Braydon wouldn’t change his weapon; the Northern King Sword was part of his life.

Lewa left to convey Braydon’s request to Zinno Hotel’s butler.

Soon, a white-haired old man entered.

It was Zinno Hotel’s butler.

Braydon could see he was at the eminent pinnacle realm, with terrifying mental power.

The butler said gently, “I am Cor Demeksa, Zinno Hotel’s butler. I heard that you wish to upgrade your weapon.”

Braydon passed his blade to Cor.

“It’s a top-grade first-level weapon. Strong killing intent. A good weapon, but compared to your strength, it’s a bit weak,” Cor commented.

Luke Yates, who was sleeping in his room after having eaten his fill, came straight over with its bag.

“I haven’t even had the chance to ask for your name, sir,” Cor said.

“With such a young appearance, you’ve already opened your spiritual aperture. You must be from a large family, right?”

“My surname is Neal,” Braydon replied casually.

He came to the big aboriginal city to hang around but hadn’t changed his name. If the aborigines knew his identity, they wouldn’t let him leave; they’d kill him in advance.

“What’s going on, Brother?” The little fool yawned and entered with his bag.

“Look at this batch of beast cores; how much are they worth?”

Braydon threw down his broken backpack.

After Cor poured the items out, he couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

One after another, there were sparkling fifth-level beast cores, mostly as big as eggs. A few were fourth and third level beast cores. They had killed a large number of spirit beasts in the past 40 days.

Lewa and Hala were stunned.

“Did your kill these spirit beasts, sir?” Cor asked cautiously.

Braydon nodded lightly.

“Where are the other materials for those spirit beasts?” Cor asked.

“I didn’t want them; my bag couldn’t fit them,” Little Fool replied.

Cor couldn’t help but grimace.

The materials of so many spirit beasts were priceless. While the aborigines forbade using spirit beasts to refine weapons on the surface, secretly, they weren’t so obedient.

Furthermore, the order explicitly prohibited the use of beast cores in weapon refinement. However, it didn’t state a prohibition against using other materials from spirit beasts for crafting.

Many people were walking a fine line and engaging in borderline practices.

“Sirs, you come from great families; didn’t you prepare two void pouches?” Cor smiled bitterly.

“Void pouches?”

Braydon was curious, as he and the little fool hadn’t stayed in the ancient city for long and were sent to the wilderness.

Cor nodded and explained, “For ordinary people, a void pouch may be unattainable, but for the two of you, it’s not. A 1m3 void pouch can be bought with a million spirit stones.”

Braydon was shocked, realizing the old man referred to a storage pouch.

He had seen it in ancient books before, but it had long disappeared from the outside world.