Chapter 214 The Awakening of the Technological Power of Cultivation 03

There are no shortcuts in life, so you can only be down-to-earth.

With the periodic table in hand and a bunch of formulas in mind, you still have to honestly do various chemical experiments and constantly extract various elements.

There is no age in cultivation, and the life span of cultivators is very long, so long that Jiang Lan began to fall in love with the world of cultivation.

Once a person's life span is long, the time that can be consumed also increases. For example, it took her 5 years just to extract various metal elements.

These 5 years are extraordinary in the mortal world, but in the world of cultivation, it is just a snap of a finger.

This is the result of the hard work of her and True Lord Lieyang. If it was just her alone, this speed would be even slower.

All the materials were prepared, and Jiang Lan started the first experiment.

The melting point of iron in the cultivation world is higher than that of iron in other planes, but the other properties are the same.

Jiang Lan followed the steel refining method step by step and successfully refined a spiritual sword that exudes a metallic luster.

"Although it is a low-grade spiritual weapon, it is chilling and looks good."

Master Lieyang picked up the spiritual sword and tried to inject a trace of spiritual energy into it. He unexpectedly found that this spiritual sword was very suitable for his heart.

"It's very easy to use. This spiritual sword has a high degree of fit with spiritual power."

Jiang Lan nodded and guessed: "It may be because the ore has been purified and the impurities have been reduced, so when the cultivator injects spiritual energy, the obstruction encountered is very small."

"I'll try it."

There was a special sword-testing stone outside the refining room, and Master Lieyang went out with the sword.

After a moment, he came back.

"Very good, good toughness, and not much worse than refined iron."

True Lord Lieyang was very happy. Hongshan ore was almost a kind of ore that was sold on the street, and the weapons refined from it were only used by low-level disciples who had just started.

Refined iron was different. Although most of the cultivators' weapons were made of refined iron, it did not mean that refined iron was cheap.

On the contrary, the price of refined iron has remained high, because most of the refined iron ore veins are controlled by the Weapon Refining Sect.

They don't sell refined iron, they sell finished products, and you can buy it if you want.

Now that Hongshan ore has been refined, it can have the effect of refined iron. Isn't that going to make a fortune?

Although the Changheng Sword Sect has a strong fighting power, it is not very wealthy.

The sect has few profitable industries and they have to support a group of swordsmen. There is really no surplus food in the sect.

True Lord Lieyang immediately sent a message to the head of the Sword Sect. In less than a few breaths, the head appeared directly in the refining room.

"Show me quickly, Hongshan ore can still have the effect of refined iron..."

So Jiang Lan demonstrated the refining process again in front of the head, and then the head, like True Lord Lieyang just now, took the spirit sword to the sword stone outside to compare it.

"Okay, okay, Jiang Lan, you have done a great deed, the sect will not treat you badly."

Lieyang Zhenjun did not forget to extort money from his apprentice, "Master, as your uncle, you should also bring out some good things."

The master smiled and took out a white bead with a shimmering light.

"This is a mermaid bead. With this bead, you can walk freely in the water."

"Thank you, master uncle."

Jiang Lan took the bead and happily put it into his space ring.

In just a few months, the disciples of Changheng Sword Sect opened shops selling spiritual weapons in various places.

"I heard that the Changheng Sword Sect has just opened a shop, and a spiritual sword only costs one-tenth of the price of the Weapon Refining Sect, and the quality is better."

"Really? In that case, the cost of the refined iron alone is not enough, right?"

"Really, really, I bought one too, take a look..."

The spiritual weapons made by the Changheng Sword Sect using Hongshan ore are basically of medium and low quality, and are only suitable for low-level disciples.

However, the majority of people in the world of cultivation are low-level disciples. These cultivators may not be rich, but they do have the need to buy.

Imagine these cultivators who are not wealthy. They

used to save up for several years and still couldn't afford a spiritual weapon, but now they can buy one at one-tenth of the price. How can they not be tempted?

At one time, the sales of the Changheng Sword Sect's store skyrocketed, and all the spiritual weapons on sale were sold out.

Some were happy, while others were sad. The Changheng Sword Sect was happy, but the Lianqi Sect began to worry.

The sales of the spiritual weapons of the Lianqi Sect this month were extremely poor. When the sect elders looked through the account books, their faces were covered with clouds.

The steward standing aside and reporting was as pale as paper, and he dared not say a word.

"What's going on? Why is there such a big difference this month?"

"Elder, this is all the work of the Changheng Sword Sect! The spiritual weapons they sell are only one-tenth of our price, leaving us no chance of survival!"

"Impossible, one-tenth of the price is not enough for the cost."

The steward wiped the cold sweat from his head, "It's true, and their spiritual weapons are of good quality, even better than those made of our fine iron." As

the steward spoke, he took out a sword and handed it to the elder.

The elder took it and looked at it, frowning instantly, "What material is this?"

The steward lowered his head, not knowing how to reply.

The elder waved his hand, "You can leave, this matter is not your fault, this elder will report to the sect to deal with it."

The steward was as if he had been pardoned, and he quickly left.

Changheng Sword Sect has started selling spiritual weapons, and now Lianqi Sect can't sleep at all.

In Lianqi Sect, a group of Yuanying Zhenjun gathered around a spiritual sword and started a heated discussion.

"This should be the newly discovered ore of Changheng Sword Sect, and the estimated quantity is quite large."

"Then what should we do? If they continue to do this, won't our low-level spiritual weapons be unsellable?"

The head of Lianqi Sect, Jinzhao Zhenjun, looked cold in an instant, "Don't panic, we have been in Lianqi Sect for many years, and we have seen all kinds of ups and downs, why panic about such a small matter!" Jinzhao Zhenjun

was quite majestic, and when he said this, the other Zhenjuns also calmed down.

"The fine iron is basically controlled by the Weapon Refining Sect. Don't we have the final say on the price? How can the Sword Sect, a mere weapon refining sect, compete with us?"

"Master is right."

"That's true. Master is right."

After the group of elders left, True Lord Jin Zhao called in his eldest disciple Zhao Shenlin.

"Master, what do you want me to do?"

"Shenlin, I heard that you have a close relationship with Jiang Lan of Changheng Sword Sect?"

Zhao Shenlin was shocked and immediately explained, "Master, I am close to Jiang Lan because..."

Jinzhao Zhenjun stopped him from saying the next sentence, "Master knows your character, you don't have to explain to Master, but now Master needs your help."

"Master, just give your orders, and I will not dare to disobey!"

"Changheng Sword Sect has been in the limelight recently, openly snatching the business of my Weapon Refining Sect. Master suspects that they have either mastered a new weapon refining technique or found a new mineral vein."

"Master, what do you mean?"

"Master has no other intentions. When you have time, remember to spend more time with Ruoruo."

Zhao Shenlin left the hall, with Jinzhao Zhenjun's words echoing in his mind. He thought and walked all the way, and unknowingly came to Zhao Furuo's cave.

"Brother, why did you come just now?"

Zhao Furuo threw herself into Zhao Shenlin's arms like a young swallow, "I missed you so much."

"Ruoruo..."

Zhao Shenlin stroked her hair, his heart full of pity.

"Brother, please spend more time with me, my days are getting shorter and shorter."

"Don't worry, Ruoruo, brother will think of a way."

A strange light flashed in Zhao Shenlin's eyes, thinking about what his master told him.