Chapter 398: Mandarin Duck Pot Alchemy Furnace

"Sell... sell 'yourself'?"

The female cultivator frowned and asked, "You mean selling one's body? But I heard that the Taiyin Sect not only prohibits slave contracts, but also prohibits private human trafficking. There is no such thing as servants?"

"It is forbidden, but I'm not talking about selling oneself as a servant, but signing a long-term work agreement with the communities established by the disciples of the Taiyin Sect," Song Bozheng explained. "I have a good friend who is an alchemist. Because he was short of money, he signed a three-year work agreement with the Longshan Community, which pays him 500 yuan a month! And he doesn't need to stay in Longshan Port all the time, he just needs to provide a batch of elixirs every week according to the list provided by the Longshan Community! He usually works at the famous Spiritual Energy Research Institute! He works two jobs! He gets two salaries!"

"It's actually possible to do this!"

The female cultivator was extremely shocked when she heard this. Her eyes widened and her face was full of excitement. But then she felt a little disappointed and said, "But I'm not very good at refining pills. I'm afraid no society would want me..."

Song Bozheng replied, "Aren't you a weapon refiner? You can sign a long-term work agreement to repair spiritual weapons and magic weapons for some members of the community. I heard from my good friend that the cultivators that Longshan Community has recruited who have signed long-term work agreements include not only alchemy cultivators, but also weapon cultivators and talisman cultivators! They even recruited two kitchen cultivators!"

The female cultivator was extremely delighted, her voice even got louder: "Weapon cultivators are also possible!?"

"Of course! Listen to me, you can hang another sign next to yours and say that you are a weapon cultivator of a certain level, and then find a society to sign a long-term work agreement - I see that your level is not low, at least it is probably higher than mine, and the disciples of the Taiyin Sect quite respect this! There will definitely be many societies contacting you!"

"My friend, you are so kind! I will never forget you!"

As the female cultivator spoke, she leaned forward and bowed deeply, the gratitude in her tone evident beyond words.

Song Bozheng felt that he had done a good deed, and his whole body felt a little light. He waved his hand and said, "Oh, no need, no need. We are all weapon cultivators, so it is only natural for us to help each other!"

After that, he said goodbye casually and continued walking forward with a brisk pace.

There are a wide variety of stalls on the night market, but most of them are scams - worthless stuff purchased from other places, which can only fool the "newbie" disciples of Taiyin Sect who are ignorant of the world!

After walking around, Song Bozheng, who had planned to pick up some spiritual materials in advance while most of the Taiyin Sect disciples were away, finally walked out of the night market empty-handed.

It was almost time for the event to end. On his way back to the city, Song Bo took a look at the bulletin board and saw that there were only a few dozen minutes left in the countdown to the end of the "Taiyin Sect Military Exercise". He hurried home.

Unexpectedly, when I hurried back to the door of my house, a group of night owls were already waiting there.

A night owl was browsing a game forum at the door. He looked up by chance and saw Song Bozheng's figure in the distance.

"Master Song! You're finally back!"

Song Bozheng smiled apologetically and asked, "I didn't expect you to come so early! Didn't I see on the bulletin board that it said it wasn't over yet?"

"I only participated a few times, not the whole time!" A night owl explained, "It's really boring. Hehe, I'm just waiting for you to get the pot out for me so I can have some fun!"

"Don't worry! It has been refined long ago!"

Song Bozheng pushed the door open and invited a group of night cats into the house.

Just like before, the space on the first floor was not small, but it was cluttered with junk.

However, this time on the relatively empty floor in front, there was a golden "Double-Herb Pot" that was polished like a mirror. It was golden and reflected light, making it very conspicuous.

This "pot" is huge and very heavy. The metal used throughout is probably an alloy mainly made of copper. The handles on both sides are made of wood that is more than an inch wide and embedded in the metal. Next to the "pot" is its "pot lid", which is made of glass. The top handle is also made of wood, but there is no vent on the lid, unlike a regular pot lid.

In other words, this "Double-flavored Pot" is not like the regular pot used in hot pot restaurants.

That’s right, it is actually a specially customized “alchemy furnace” - a mandarin duck pot style alchemy furnace - after a night owl worked for several days and spent almost all the “salary” he earned!

“This is it!”

Song Bozheng said this, pointing to the huge "double-flavored pot".

A night owl trotted over, touched the copper pot and couldn't let it go, saying, "This is what I want!"

Song Bozheng introduced confidently: "The wood on the handle is not ordinary hematite, but the thousand-year-old hematite from Duguang Wilderness. It won't break easily even if burned by true fire! And I added some other minerals, mainly silver stone powder, to the copper used to refine the pot, so that it can at least withstand white or even blue true fire. Even after you cultivate to Nascent Soul or God Transformation, you can continue to use it!"

"Wow! Ten thousand year old red ironwood!"

A bunch of night owls first exclaimed in joy, then frowned and asked carefully: "Then, is it very expensive? At the beginning, they said that the balance should not exceed the deposit by much... This is all the money I have..."

As he spoke, he took out a pile of scattered copper coins and a few crumpled banknotes from his Qiankun bag. At a glance, the total amount would not be more than twenty yuan.

“Puff——”

Song Bozheng couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He tried hard to adjust his facial expression while saying, "It's okay, it's enough, just give me another ten dollars and it will be enough, hahaha!"

After he finished laughing for a long time, he added to the awkward expression of the night cat: "These materials are not valuable! I find that you Taiyin Sect disciples are really funny. When you hear something called 'thousand years' or 'ten thousand years', you think it is very expensive. The black-hearted vendors in the night market always use this name to cheat people out of money! In fact, these things are very cheap! Unless they are spiritual herbs such as Ganoderma lucidum, otherwise, wood and mineral materials like these are not worth much even if they are hundreds of thousands of years, let alone thousands of years!"

"So, that's how it is..."

A night cat scratched his head, smiled a little silly, and tried to explain: "The main reason is that on our Blue Star, trees that are thousands of years old have to be protected. We have never heard of trees that are tens of thousands of years old, so this is..."

Song Bozheng nodded: "Oh yes, I almost forgot, your Blue Star has no spiritual energy, and the lifespan of everything is not long!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a little sad and asked again: "Then...what will happen to you in another hundred years?"