supernatural blood

Chapter 54 Mahogany Scorpion Sting
Xiao Ya's Yintang Palace has already lit up six nodes.Counting the six projection nodes, Xiao Ya's current soul power is already comparable to that of a Tier [-] Armor Forging Master!
In terms of soul power, Xiao Ya already has the ability to forge second-tier beast soul soldiers.However, Xiao Ya's blood energy cultivation base is not strong enough, and he can't stimulate enough high temperature to melt the second-order material, this is the only limitation.

Although it is still impossible to forge second-tier beast soul soldiers, Xiao Ya is already able to forge first-tier items with ease, and the success rate is definitely over [-]%.You must know that the casting success rate of other first-tier soldiers casting divisions is between [-]% and [-]%.Therefore, when people come to seek help from the Armor Founder, they have the habit of preparing three materials.

The next day.

"Master Hu Feng, my sister checked the materials in the warehouse, and only found the 'Red Fire Sunflower'. As for the golden thread fruit, there is no such thing in the warehouse." Muzhi said.

In Muzhi's little hand, there was a small wooden box, in which lay a crimson dried medicinal herb, which was Chihuokui.

Xiao Ya nodded, and put the Chihuokui into the space crystal ring.The materials needed for bloodline evolution are extremely remote and rare.He was pleasantly surprised to find one of the red fire sunflowers in the warehouse of the Jianmu City branch.

"Sister Muzhi, the market price of Chihuokui should be around [-] gold coins. Please give this blue crystal card to Master Mu Yan later, and thank you for me." Xiao Ya said.

"My sister said that she only needs to pay a flat price of [-] gold coins to get the materials in the warehouse in her own name, and [-] gold coins is the only price in the auction." Muzhi shook her head and said, "My sister also said that in order to thank You, she has paid for the four hundred gold coins in advance for you."

Xiao Ya shook his head resolutely and said: "This is not going to work, I may have to ask Master Mu Yan to get the materials from the warehouse in the future, do I have to ask Master Mu Yan to advance the payment for me every time? Sister Mu Zhi, don't make it difficult for me. "

After giving way, in the end Muzhi only charged the cost price of [-] gold coins, and refused to accept the extra [-] gold coins.She also had a reason, if she charged more money, it would be tantamount to Muyan stealing and selling warehouse materials for profit, such a bad reputation.Xiao Ya heard that what she said was reasonable, so he didn't force it.

***
The black market fighting field quickly sent over Xiao Ya's serial number, mask and other things.

"Actually, you don't need to pretend to entrust me, I will definitely go get it." In the No. 12 casting room on the ground floor of the casting tower, Xiao Ya looked at Shang Mei and Miao Miao who were sitting on the stone bench, Some helpless.

This mask is thin and thin, and can only cover half of the face above the nose, but it is enough.In addition, Xiao Ya's number is 289, which means that there are nearly 300 amateur fighters in the black market fighting arena.But this is also normal. Many adventurers have registered in the black market fighting arena in order to make some extra money. When they are short of money, they go to fight a fight.

"Who said I pretended to entrust? I really have an entrustment, and I came to you specially to see if the famous Hu Feng soldier-casting master is really so powerful, even Shao Kang is not your opponent," Shang Mei said with a charming smile, "As for these things, I just gave them to you along the way."

"Okay, what kind of entrustment do you have? Do you want to cast and maintain beast soul soldiers, or prepare the blood of ferocious beasts?" Xiao Ya asked.

"Well, just cast a beast soul soldier, the style and attributes are optional," Shangmei's Liu Yemei raised lightly, "Little brother Hu Feng, cast it well, my sister doesn't like things that are too low-grade of."

"Style and attributes at will?" Xiao Ya is not stupid, he immediately understood that Shangmei's visit this time was not really a commission to announce, but to examine his own strength in casting soldiers.

If Xiao Ya's strength in casting soldiers is mediocre, Shang Mei's emphasis on Xiao Ya will definitely be greatly reduced in the future.Xiao Ya didn't believe that an ordinary first-tier soldier-casting master could get into Shang Mei's eyes.

Glancing at the materials brought by Shangmei, Xiao Ya pondered and said, "Well, I'll open the furnace and cast a dagger."

Miao Miao, the maid standing next to Shang Mei, showed a hint of surprise.The dagger's small size makes it easy to forge.But because of its small size, it is not easy to develop natural lines, so it is difficult to cast beast soul soldiers with additional attributes.Xiao Ya said that he wanted to forge daggers, didn't he intend to forge mid-grade or even top-grade beast soul soldiers?

Mu Yan excitedly stood beside Xiao Ya, and under Xiao Ya's command, helped him process some auxiliary materials.While Mu Zhi was doing it, Xiao Ya pointed out some details that needed attention.

For Mu Zhi, Xiao Ya seldom hides his secrets.This girl who is one or two years older than himself has extraordinary enthusiasm for the way of casting soldiers, and is kind-hearted and hardworking. Xiao Ya is very optimistic about her.

Opening the furnace, lighting the fire, forging the embryo... until the final infusion of the beast soul, Xiao Ya's every step is smooth and flowing, as if it has been cast thousands of times.Mu Zhi watched from the sidelines, fascinated by the sight, and her admiration for Xiao Ya grew more and more in her heart.

"finished."

With a light swipe of Xiao Ya's right hand, the red soul power was withdrawn, and the newly cast dagger was thrown into the water tank with a tinge of red light, making a loud hissing sound.

After cooling down, Xiao Ya fished out the dagger, the heat evaporated slightly, and the attached water droplets were evaporated dry.

"As long as it is equipped with a handle, it can be used." Xiao Ya handed the dagger with a slight red light to Shang Mei.

"What's the name of this dagger?" Shang Mei couldn't help asking, looking at the surface of the dagger, the lifelike sculpture of scorpions, and the two extra crimson veins.

"Redwood scorpion thorn," Xiao Ya said with a smile, "it is cast from the beast soul of the redwood scorpion. By luck, it has two characteristics, 'poison' and 'sharpness', which are most suitable for assassins."

"It's a first-rank high-grade beast soul soldier in one shot, and it's a 'lucky' to cast it successfully?" Shang Mei blinked, "Little brother, it's hypocritical to be too modest, you are only 14 years old, don't be fooled." You have to act like a little monster."

"I'm already 14 and a half years old. Master taught me that as a future great master, one must know how to be humble and not to be full of words." Xiao Ya corrected half-truthfully.

"Disrespect and disrespect, young master," Shang Mei smiled, and his expression returned to seriousness, "but then again, do you have time tomorrow? An amateur fighter who is also at the fifth level of the blood level sent a request to fight. If you miss this time, it will not be easy for you to find an opponent of the same realm."

"Tomorrow? Good." Xiao Ya readily agreed.

"Hee hee, your opponent is not simple. Here are some information about him," Shang Mei blinked. "According to the rules of the black market fighting arena, you couldn't get his information. Thanks to my sister."

Xiao Ya touched his nose: "It seems that my ability has been initially approved by you?"

"Can't you be more simple, like an ordinary 14-year-old little brother?" Shang Mei's face darkened, and he took a blue crystal card: "This is the commission fee, Miao Miao, let's go."

***
Black market fighting arena, central hall.

Today's fighting match is a battle between two amateur fighters.In such battles, the attendance rate is generally relatively low.Casualties are rare in the battles between amateur fighters, unlike the bloody and deadly fights of professional fighters, naturally it cannot satisfy the thrill-seeking psychology of the audience.

"Number 256, the fifth level of the blood species, the most recent fighting record is three consecutive victories, nicknamed 'Bronze Foot', his odds are 289; number 10, also the fifth level of the blood level , The recent fighting record is zero, no nickname, rookie! His odds are... [-] to [-]! Dear viewers, there are still [-] minutes to bet!"

On the north side of the central hall, the fat man who presided over the gambling game in the black market fighting arena roared loudly.

"There's a new piggy here who wants to make some extra money?" A big bearded man laughed, "I'll bet on Bronze Feet, one hundred gold coins!"

"The skill of the copper feet is not bad, I bet two hundred gold coins!"

In front of Fatty's desk, crystal cards and gold coins on the left were placed in a high pile, but on the right there were much fewer.Only a few viewers who want to give it a go are willing to bet on newcomers.

"Old Mo, do you really want to bet on the rookie to win? From the odds given by the fighting arena, it can be seen that the probability of the copper foot winning is [-] to [-]%, while the probability of the rookie winning is less than [-]%! Are you not throw money?"

"Hehe, I'm just betting a hundred gold coins. Even if I bet on Tongjiao, the odds of [-] won't make much money after the commission is deducted. Why don't you give it a shot?"

In the noisy central hall, a tightly wrapped little girl approached the gambling table.

"What? You bet a thousand gold coins on the rookie?" The fat man who presided over the game widened his small eyes, "Little girl, you should think about it. The possibility of the rookie losing is close to [-]%. But it’s all in vain.”

The little girl kept nodding, and the people around laughed: "What's the matter, Fatty Qian, aren't you happy to help you reduce your losses?"

Amidst the diverse discussions, the bet on both sides ended.With the sound of a gong, two bloodline warriors walked out side by side from the contestant passage.The warrior on the left is muscular, tall and long-legged, with a fierce look on his face; the warrior on the right is a bit special, wearing a black outfit, but wearing a half mask on his face, which looks a bit mysterious.

(End of this chapter)