What will happen when a boy who has no idea about his heritage becomes the most powerful person on the planet. When Archie becomes the king and gets to understand the "Price of wearing the crown".....

Paging through the rest of the booklet, Jayde didn't see anything that attracted her attention until she reached the last page. The final page described a fire sword found in the same ruins as the rune cubes. Jayde had wanted to replace her sword for quite some time now. She only had the dagger that the Kato Freehold had left behind as well as a couple of low-quality swords she found in the old man's cave.

Raven noticed that Jayde was staring at that the last page of the booklet, leaning over she read the description of the fire sword.

"Hey Jayde, you interested in this sword," Raven said taping on the page.

"Mm-hmm."

"It's going to be expensive, since it was found in the Frozen Barrens," Raven cautioned.

"I know," Jayde said quietly, "but gold is not an issue, I need a better weapon."

Raven's eyebrows rose at Jayde statement, she knew very little about the girl sitting next to her. Jayde didn't strike her as one of those rich heiresses, but she had such a powerful aura around her that there was no way that she came from an ordinary family.  Raven suspected that Jayde came from one of the hidden clans, and while she was curious about Jayde's background, she didn't want to antagonize her but asking questions. For the first time in Raven's life, she felt as though she had found a group of real friends.

"Esteemed guests, we have a real treat for you, a last minute addition to our auction," the auctioneer's voice rang out.

Jayde looked up from the booklet. I wonder if it is my ores, she wondered.

"One hundred percent pure storm iron. Yes, that right the highest grade of storm iron, something we haven't seen in over a decade." 

"Wow, pure storm iron," Nova exclaimed.

Jayde frowned as the whole gallery burst into excited chatter. She knew that storm iron was a rare metal, but she didn't expect the passionate reactions from the crowd of mages in the gallery.

"What's so great about it?" Jayde asked.

Nova turned to stare at Jayde in disbelief. Has this girl been living under a rock, he asked himself.

"Pure storm iron is hardly ever made available to the public," he explained.

"Have you any idea how difficult it is to create pure storm iron?"

Jayde shook her head.

"First you can only find storm iron in The Dark forest, and then only a master blacksmith can create pure storm iron, there are only four or five master blacksmiths in the Lower Realm," Nova said.

"And all their storm iron is commandeered by the royal families," Nova continued.

"Oh," Jayde muttered. 

Damn, Jayde thought, no wonder that assessor was acting the way he did. If she had known that these ores were so rare she would never have put them up for auction, the last thing Jayde wanted was to attract attention. These guys had better keep my identity secret, Jayde thought.

Seeing the indifferent look on Jayde's face, Nova concluded that Jayde still didn't understand the importance of storm iron. Reaching for his dagger on his hip, he unsheathed it. Holding the blade out to Jayde he said: "This is a dagger made with storm iron. The reason that storm iron is so valuable is that when mixed with normal iron it changes the properties of iron. Iron itself has no magical properties, so any weapon made purely from iron cannot be infused with magic."

"Now when you add a small amount of storm iron to normal iron, you can make a normal weapon into a magical weapon, and depending on the amount of storm iron used, the more magic the weapon can hold."

Jayde nodded as she listened carefully to Nova's explanation. She had meant to study some of the books left by the old man as well as the scrolls she had picked up in the cave where she found the fire spirit, but up until now she just hadn't had the time. She had been hoping that she would have had the time while in the artifact during the night, but White had kept her busy with his intensive training.

"Do different ores have different magical abilities then?" Jayde asked.

"Of course, storm iron is unique as it can be used for any element, but the downside is that is it also weaker. A sword infused with storm iron can be used by any mage, but the magic infused into the weapon will always be weaker than say a sword made from dwarven dark gold. Dwarven dark gold can only be infused with fire, but dwarven dark gold increases the potency of the fire magic so you would need to use a fifth of the fire magic you would use for a storm iron weapon to get the same results."

"How interesting, then what about the other elements, which ores are best for them?" Jayde asked.

"Well, doom copper is used for fire, humming titanium for water, astrilium for air, xutrium for wood, truesten for light, methril for dark and opalnite for earth."

"So where does enchanted dust fit in?" Jayde asked.

"Oh, enchanted dust is vital. Enchanted dust is what allows these metals to fuse with iron." Nova replied.

"Hey Nova, so if you made a weapon purely out of dwarven gold, would that mean you had the best fire sword?" Raven asked.

"Ha, I wish," Nova replied. "Unfortunately these metals are too weak, you have to add iron to strengthen the metal."

While Nova was lecturing the girls about the different metals, the auction for the first nugget of storm iron had started. When Jayde returned her attention back to the auction, the price was already sitting at fifty thousand gold.

"Fifty thousand gold," she whispered softly, shocked at the price.

"That's nothing, the price will go much higher," Nova said confidently overhearing Jayde's whisper.

"With this amount of storm iron, a good swordsmith can create over twenty yellow rank swords or ten red rank swords."

Jayde knew that a yellow rank sword could fetch around a hundred thousand gold, while a red rank was worth five times that amount. Nova had talked non stop about it during the past week as he had seen a yellow rank sword for sale the day of the assessment, it was the main reason Ash and Nova had nearly missed the deadline for the assessment.

Nova was right, the first piece of storm iron was sold for three hundred thousand gold. Jayde was surprised — she had thought the assessor had been optimistic telling her that her ores would fetch five million gold pieces.

By the time all the ores had been sold, Jayde realized that the assessor had been overly cautious. Jayde's ores fetch double that price. Although this was mainly because it had been over a decade since just high-grade ores had been made available to the public.

Since Jayde had earned over ten million gold, she was now confident that she would now have enough gold to win the fire sword.

The next item to be auction was the seed that Isha had been so interested in.

When the auctioneer announced that the seed had been found in a small glass container that had a strong preservation spell. Since the glass container couldn't be opened without breaking the spell, the seed couldn't be analyzed.

Knowing that the seed was contained under such a strong spell, generated a lot of interest, but the mages were reluctant to spend a fortune on something that could end up being useless. Jayde was able to buy the seed for five hundred thousand gold.

Next were various weapons and armor, but Jayde had no interest in these items. Bored she got up and made herself some tea before returning to her seat where she drank her newly made tea and nibbled on some snacks while listening to Raven and Nova discuss different metal ores and techniques for creating swords.

Finally, the auctioneer bought out the fire sword. Using the picture plate, Jayde examined the sword. The design of the sword was similar to a katana. The blade was long and thin. Since the sword was made using dwarven dark gold, the sword was black but had faint speckles, that twinkled like stars in the night sky. Pure red runes ran down the length of the blade.

It indeed was a beautiful sword, just looking at the blade filled Jayde with a longing to hold it.

"Esteemed guest, our final piece for today," the auctioneer cried out. "A truly remarkable fire sword created with nearly seventy percent dwarven dark gold. Infused with fire runes. This once in a lifetime fire sword has a self-cleaning as well as a self-sharpening spell infused into the very fabric of the metal."

"Wow," Nova breathed out in amazement, "she a beaut."

"Hmm," Jayde said nodding absent-mindedly, still staring at the sword on the small display screen.

"Hey Nova, why is the auctioneer making such a big deal about the spells being infused with the metal?" Raven asked.

Jayde looked up sharply at Raven's question, she was also curious why the auctioneer emphasized that fact.

"Well see all spells are added to a sword after it has been created since these spells are cast onto a weapon, they run out and have to be recast. In ancient times they were able to infuse these spells when the metal was forming since they are actually part of the sword, they never have to be recast."

"Oh," Raven head scratching her head.

At the same time, Jayde asked: "Does that mean swordsmiths can't do that anymore?"

"Yeah," Nova said shaking his head sadly, "we lost that knowledge a long time ago, even Mid Realm swordsmiths don't know how."

"Shush, the auction is about to start," Ash said, up until now he had been quietly listening to his brother ramble on about metals and swordsmithing. Swordsmithing was Nova's passion, and Ash was quite happy to let his brother talk to his heart's content. It was the only time that Nova was serious.

✽✽✽

📌 Quote of the day
"Remember that no matter how cool you think you may be, you're not cool enough to look down on anyone…ever." – Paul Walker

✽✽✽
📢 Interesting in supporting this novel? Considering buying me a coffee at http://ko-fi.com/djrogue or you can donate via https://www.paypal.me/djrogue1.

© 2019 DJ Rogue. All rights reserved

JAYDE
Jayde is a genetically engineered super soldier, after decades of being forced by her human creators to fight their dirty wars, Jayde rebelled. During a desperate battle for the ultimate survival of her people, she is betrayed and dies.

Instead of it being the end, this is only the beginning of Jayde's journey, as she awakens on a strange new world, in the tortured body of a young girl.

Forget technology, this new world doesn't have spaceships, replicators or blasters, it has something better — Magic!

With her contract to an ancient artifact, Jayde has to navigate her way through this new world filled with magic, powerful mages, strange creatures, and monsters.

REN
Ren, the fierce demon king, must fight to save his race from the brink of extinction and once again stop the evil Zartonesh from invading the realms. The key to his success lies in the Lower Realm, where the Devil Wars began, and with a young woman whose soul is steeped in darkness, whose presence awakens the primal fury within his soul, and whose vast power can either save or destroy him and his people.

EXCITING NEW ADVENTURE
Follow Jayde’s journey as she replaces her blaster for a sword. Alone with only her guide, she has to navigate her way around this strange new universe, learning magic, traveling to different dimensions as she makes new friends and enemies.

Will the darkness in her soul allow her to find her true-mate? Will she ultimately save this world or will she destroy it?

WARNING: Please note that this story is a slow-moving romance.

TAGS: Female Protagonist, Adventure, Transmigration, Pets, Strong FL, Late Romance, Revenge, Inter-Dimensional Travel, System, Sword and Magic, Weak to Strong

Novel Started: 18 Jan 2019.

NB: Please note that I am busy writing and editing at the same time, so there are still quite a few chapters that have spelling and grammar mistakes, so please bear with me as I get to them to fix those errors.

RELEASE SCHEDULE
1 Chapter per day (Minimum) / 7 Chapters per week. Although I do try to release more.
=======================
WANT TO SUPPORT ME?

Interested in supporting this novel?
https://www.patreon.com/djrogue1

Donations:
https://www.paypal.me/djrogue1

Or buy me a cup of coffee:
http://ko-fi.com/djrogue
=======================
SOCIAL MEDIA

Check out my facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/DJRogueAuthor/
Follow me on Twitter: https://twitter.com/DJRogue2
Discord:
https://discord.gg/e2UDvkd

=======================
OTHER NOVELS

Rogue Immortal: https://www.webnovel.com/book/12892116605852805/

With time, Thunderous Battle had gained further understanding of Heartless Iron and learned why Heartless Iron had a slightly higher rate of success in refining equipment compared to normal people. 
Heartless Iron's ancestors were famous ironsmiths. Even though there was no longer any creation of weapons during peaceful times and there were more creations of machinery through the use of technology, the people in Heartless Iron's generation still inherited the craft. It might not be much, but he had inherited the unique method to create weapons as something of a hobby. 
He was known as the Iron Striker in town. 
It was because of indulging in the art of smithing for a long time that Heartless Iron knew the feeling of refining all sorts of metals much better than other ironsmiths. He had a much better instinct compared to the others. 
It was what allowed him to avoid many risks. Hence, his success rate when refining equipment was higher!
It was especially so after he noticed that he could use the feeling he had when he refined metal in reality after he had refined various equipment for a long period of time. After that, Heartless Iron felt that he finally had a chance to use his hard work over the years in the game, and his interest grew. 
Thunderous Battle's full support allowed Heartless Iron to reach the level of a Forgemaster very quickly, even though it was something that normal people found very difficult to reach. 
However, Heartless Iron's greatest wish right then was to take on the challenge of making a third-echelon masterpiece!
As of then , there were more than fifty third-echelon equipment in the game!
As more refined equipment appeared, their price also gradually became unified. 
The most popular and common equipment became second-echelon masterpieces. First-echelon masterpieces were not very popular, because the success rate was more than 50% for everyone, and the consumables required for it were rather cheap, so the price for masterpieces went from one hundred thousand to two hundred thousand, though weapons were slightly more expensive. 
Second-echelon equipment required the owner to take risks twice, and the chances for the equipment shattering were very high. The price for masterpieces and the ingredients would usually be three times the price of first-echelon equipment. Armor was around five to six million, while weapons were even more expensive. Swords and weapons were the highest priced of them all, so players were not able to buy them without eight million. 
As for the third echelon, the ingredients for one single refinement alone cost more than six million. If they were refined three times, the success rate was lower than 20%, which meant that there was a possibility that a few masterpieces would be broken during the process. Countless unrefined masterpieces, first-echelon masterpieces, and even second-echelon masterpieces, as well as ingredients were sacrificed. Their numbers could not even be counted.
Hence, the price for third-echelon equipment had always been very high. There was no way a player could buy anything with less than fifty million. 
Third-echelon grade one masterpieces were even more terrifying!
But it had to be said that once anyone succeeded in making them, they would definitely obtain tremendous benefits. Hence, most sects pooled their resources together to gather a lot of masterpieces and refine them together!
Their success rate seemed to be higher when they did that.
Heartless Iron had already created at least two hundred second-echelon high-grade masterpieces for Mu Clan. There were armor and weapons among them, and his success rate was 20% higher than that of other ironsmiths. 
Once he became a Forgemaster, his senses became even stronger, and his skills better. His success rate also increased by 5%, so Heartless Iron could not wait to try and attempt to create third-echelon weapons. 
There were nearly one hundred unakites in the clan storage, and there were also more than two thousand Stones with Water. They had more than one thousand high-grade masterpieces, along with thousands of second-echelon masterpieces. 
Heartless Iron had been waiting to make use of them for too long. 
Thunderous Battle knew just how much Heartless Iron longed to create third-echelon masterpieces. When he heard Heartless Iron hastily request for second-echelon masterpieces, their ingredients, and third-echelon ingredients, he smiled mysteriously. 
"I've brought the ingredients for you."
Heartless Iron's eyes lit up. He rubbed his hands subconsciously and said, "Give them to me!"
"But they're not second-echelon weapons." 
Thunderous Battle brought out a weapon from his Universe Bag, and Heartless Iron's eyes instantly fixed on it. He felt a noble, luxurious, and aggressive air charge at him, and his heart stopped for a few seconds. 
"Nation Protecting Divine Sword!"
When Heartless Iron registered the situation, he lost his composure for the first time. He rushed in front of Thunderous Battle and took Nation Protecting Divine Sword from his hands. Then, as if he was observing a matchless artwork, he caressed the blade with sparkling eyes. He watched it for a long time, feeling beside himself with joy. 
"Clan master, are you sure I can refine grade one masterpieces now?!" Heartless Iron mumbled while stroking Nation Protecting Divine Sword. Then, for the first time, his expression grew nervous and solemn. "I heard that the price of Nation Protecting Divine Sword is more than fifteen million. If I fail…"
"Don't worry. Refinement has always had its risks. Even if you fail, it's fine. As long as you successfully forge one, we'll succeed, but even if you fail with all of them, we can treat this as an investment. I think you can gain quite a lot of experience even if you fail in refining grade one masterpieces. It can help you become a Great Forgemaster."
While speaking, Thunderous Battle brought out three more Nation Protecting Divine Swords. Right under Heartless Iron's nearly frozen stare, he placed them on his forging table one after another. 
The three Nation Protecting Divine Swords and the Nation Protecting Divine Sword in Heartless Iron's hands contrasted with each other and shone brilliantly!
The luxurious and noble presence, the unique brilliance, and the long blade all released a brilliant aura. It practically made the entire forging room as bright as day. Heartless Iron's breathing became disorderly, much to his disappointment, and he only managed to calm down after a long while. 
Four grade one masterpieces!
They were four masterpieces that were publicly acknowledged as the most high-end masterpieces. They were four Nation Protecting Divine Sword which had the chance to reach the same rank as divine vessels!
Heartless Iron felt as if his heart was about to burn up from excitement and exhilaration. 
"I heard that Nation Protecting Divine Sword has a chance of becoming a real divine vessel. Are you sure there's no problem with me refining them?"
"You just need to refine them. There aren't that many divine vessels in the world anyway, and in truth, there aren't that many ironsmiths who have gained the essence of grandmasters either," Thunderous Battle spoke at the perfect moment. 
"But I have to say, I can't quite control myself when I face these four Nation Protecting Divine Swords. I can't steel my heart to let you refine them either… but some twenty days ago, Happy told me that as long as you become a Forgemaster, he will immediately give you a batch of grade one masterpieces so that you can attempt to create third-echelon equipment. I can only be considered as being generous in his place."
Heartless Iron was stunned for a moment before he swiftly understood what he meant. 
'That's about right! Aside from Happy, who else in the game could gather Nation Protecting Divine Swords?
'Besides Happy, who else can bring out four Nation Protecting Divine Swords in one go?
'So, there's a person that I should have noticed standing right behind Thunderous Battle…'
Heartless Iron sucked in a deep breath before calming down once more. "Clan master, don't worry, I will definitely do my best." 
As he spoke, he moved the Nation Protecting Divine Swords and three groups of ingredients Thunderous Battle had placed in the forging room into his pouch. He only left one set on the table. 
"I look forward to good news from you."
Thunderous Battle might have acted based on Happy's orders, but when he saw that Heartless Iron had heated up the fire and was prepared to refine the weapon, he could not help but be nervous.
"If you succeed, we will not be at a loss. Heartless, at that time, Happy might let you refine the entire Golden Armor Set…"
Heartless Iron had finally managed to calm his heart down when ripples spread through it once more. He smiled wanly and shook his head. "Clan master, you should go out."
"Ah, sorry, I'll leave." 
Thunderous Battle knew that during refinement, the forgemasters ha to remain absolutely calm, so it would be a little inappropriate for him to stay. He smiled bashfully, drew the curtain, and left. 
Heartless Iron was the only one left. As he faced the luxurious Nation Protecting Divine Sword and the dazzling, dark blue unakite on the refinement table, he closed his eyes slowly. 


When he returned to the World of Martial Arts, the game was filled with blood and battles! Chen Kaixin had chased after the footsteps of the one emperor, two empresses, three princes, seven dukes, and thirteen aces for three years, but during the eve of the Sword Among Us tournament in Mount Hua, he was ambushed by evil bastards, and was killed so much that his level dropped to that of a newbie. He completely lost the chance to join the ranks of the powerful players in the game! In great disappointment, Kaixin quit the game and got drunk so that he could forget his sadness, but during that stormy night, Chen Kaixin found that he had actually dreamed for a total of three years, because when he woke up again, he woke up to three years ago, when he was still a student. 

The seven to eight days expanding the town had mobilized almost half of the idle people there. As long as they were paid, there were no problems cutting into the mountain and building roads to lead to the iron and mythril mines. 
The mythril mine was not occupied by the Orcs so William naturally wanted to excavate it. After all, mythril was not something that anyone would complain about.
William planned on expanding the streets and repairing the houses, integrating all the buildings in the town, he planned six housing areas.
Humans, Half-elves, Elves, Dwarfs, military camps, blacksmiths, and other manufacturing rooms had to be considered.
Of course, entertainment and cultural facilities were also indispensable.
The bathhouse had to be built. Many commoners had mentioned to him that there was no public bathhouse in the town, only Rainbow River. It did not matter where men took baths, they could just find an empty place, take off their clothes, and pick up the soap…
But it was really troublesome for women to carry water back home.
Most of the daily water usage was taken from Rainbow River, which made people feel bad or unwell as if there was something in their throats!
What was worse was that many single men knew what terrible things they had done in the river, such as using fish…
Meanwhile…
William also wanted to build a magnificent central fountain on Rainbow River. It could be completed using the skills of mages and Dwarfs.
The thriving border town also made the commoners in the territory feel relieved.
There were many races coexisting in the town and there were not many communication barriers. After all, this was the Legendary continent.
Although each race had its own language, which was the language of communication within the race, they all spoke a common language.
Would there be any trouble with the differing living habits?
William had tried his best to separate their living quarters. If there was really a problem, they could roll up their sleeves and fight it out. He could be the judge… 
The building endowment of the Dwarfs was good. If one did not pay attention to the aesthetic aspects, then all the buildings they had built would bring a sense of security to people. Their ability to build fortifications was the best in the lands of Gods. 
Dwarfs were the best in building and had a talent for researching new equipment. Although they could not be compared with Goblins, they were also outstanding.
…
The sun was shining brightly and the day was filled with sounds of insects and birds.
No one felt cool in the town or in the dense forest. The tidal air in the forest would only make people feel more stuffy and hot. 
The trees that had been cut down for road construction had not been wasted. Instead, they were carried back to the town and used as materials for building houses.
Odom carried a large tree by himself and threw it on the ground, dust flying everywhere.
He wiped away the sweat from his forehead, picked up the kettle, and poured the water on his blonde hair that was shining under the sun.
This was the 32nd tree he had carried back.
It had to be said, in terms of hard work, professionals had more advantages and earned more money.
He was only wearing a white linen shirt. His chest was slightly exposed, and his scarred muscles could just be seen, making him look alluring.
He looked at William, who was drinking juice. "The comprehensive construction of the town is too time-consuming. I don't even know when it will be finished."
William touched Bear Two, who was biting his pants. "How long?"
"The town has 4300 residents and 800 troops. 300 troops are guarding the two mines and supervising it. Now, only 2700 people can help with the expansion of the town.
"According to the number of people now, even if we continually build houses day and night, it will take about six months for the fortification to be built.
"This is because there are a lot of professionals in the staff, otherwise it would take even longer."
Odom took a sip of water and continued, "I know what you're thinking. Build a perfect foundation and even an underground system so that we can expand in the future. But according to this construction method, there are too few people. It will take a long time."
William kicked away Big Bear who was biting his shoes and said, "I'll find a way to buy some slaves from Black Lava Dukedom!"
"How many gold coins are left in the town?" Odom's mouth twitched. Building a town was not free, they had to pay wages.
"Isn't there an iron mine? Plenty of haematite has been produced recently, surely there's enough to sell for more than 500 gold coins, plus that mythril…" At this point, William and Odom were a bit dejected.
The mythril dug out by the Dwarfs for the past few years had been refined. There was a total of 840 kilograms!
What kind of concept was that?
This was a huge sum of money!
Mythril was as light as a feather and as strong as a dragon scale. It was slightly exaggerated, but in terms of hardness, it was several times that of steel, yet it weighed less than half.
With this 840 kilograms of mythril and a blacksmith with good craftsmanship, 3360 pieces of Silver equipment could be made.
Or it could become a mage's magic material and have many uses.
In short, 500 grams of mythril could be exchanged for at least 100 gold coins.
In the regions where there was less mythril, its value was higher. A small place like the Black Lava Dukedom, which did not produce mythril at all, depended on imports from other countries. If one really wanted a price, it was not impossible for 500 grams of mythril to cost nearly 150 gold coins and there were buyers for it.
The iron ore was not sold at a high price. The name, Iron Dukedom, was a bit of a giveaway, there were many iron ore mines inside and a lot of iron ore had to be thrown out. This was a sad story… 
That was also why William chose to trade in the Black Lava Dukedom.
The situation between the two dukedoms was extremely tense. The old King of Black Lava Dukedom was bedridden and dying because of an earlier injury. It seemed as though he would go to hell soon.
This situation made the Iron Dukedom think that they were preparing for war.
So some key war resources would not be sold to the Black Lava Dukedom.  Even if there were private transactions, the quantity would be very small. Therefore the iron ore mine could be sold at a good price there.
However, no matter how the Prince of the Black Lava Dukedom fought for power, when the City of Dawn leaked mithril, it would attract many people's attention and greed.
"Why don't you carve some marks?"
"Huh?" William did not understand. After Odom's explanation, he gradually understood.
Odom had some unique techniques. He could print the symbols of other countries on the mythril. His most skilled one was the symbol of the Lonely Mountain empire…
In this way, it could make people think that they had gotten the mythril from somewhere else and not dug out of their own mythril mine.
"But if we print the symbols of other countries, then the quantity of mythril sold can't be too high otherwise, it will cause suspicion!" William had no good ideas at the moment.
It was possible to sell mythril elsewhere, such as across other regions.
But he had neither the time nor a flying mount. There were no teleportation portals in this broken place and they would be robbed on the way.
His current location belonged to the novice village and the most powerful guy was around level 60. If he really met him, he could struggle and resist for a while. If not, he could kill him, William could also make some secret transactions…
But if he left the beginner's village, even Lautner's hard work could not protect him.
"Lautner!"
"Lautner!!!" William's sudden shout and agitated appearance made Odom take a few steps back. He thought there was a dirty relationship between them that was beyond friendship.
"Who said we must do business with Humans? We can do business with Elves!" William slapped his head. He had been a player for so long in his previous life that he was always using the living habits of a player and had forgotten the advantages of his identity.
Although Border Town was far away from Dark Night City, he knew that there was a prosperous town of Elves more than a 100 miles east, where many Blackleaf Elves lived.
He could sell some of the mythril to the Elves and use the gold coins to buy other materials from the Human dukedoms.
It was a little troublesome, but it would be much safer.


This thought had grown deep in William’s mind!
This is the reason for his decision.
He was going to become the strongest NPC ever.
He will have the strongest armor and get beaten badly!
Who said that NPCs will have to be killed by players?
Who said that NPCs will level up slower than players?
Who said that NPCs will only drop equipment on the ground dead? He could drop dead even more… Touch wood!
Anyways, he will not die. With all of you weak players, I wouldn't even furrow my eyebrows once if I stand here and let all of you attack me!

If someone asked the audience who the best heavyweight boxer in the world was right then, eight out of ten would give the same answer: Hopkins, "The Iron Professor."
Hopkins entered and won a gold medal in the Olympics when he was 22 years old. He subsequently became a professional boxer. As an amateur who had already won in the Olympics, he was at an advantage when he became a professional boxer.
Hopkins was two meters tall, with an arm's reach of 206 centimeters. That combination was perfect for heavyweight boxing. A fist that was capable of delivering devastating blows, and a light and nimble body. In the heavyweight class, those who were shorter than him would be at a major disadvantage. Those who were around the same height didn't have an arm's reach as wide as his. Those who were taller and larger than him wouldn't be able to match him in speed and agility. In other words, Hopkins's body was perfect for the sport.
Most importantly, not only did Hopkins have the perfect body for boxing, but he also demonstrated masterful technique.
Amateur boxers tended to have better technique. The reason was that amateur boxers tended to wear protective gear when boxing, and that made it difficult to get a win with a knockout. This forced boxers to learn how to gain points through good displays of technique, as it was the best way to win a match. Thus, people who had competed in the Olympics, like Hopkins, naturally had better technique.
Moreover, Hopkin displayed intelligence when he boxed. He always observed his opponents before deciding what to do, whether that was thinking of an overall strategy or making on-the-spot changes.
An excellent body, a strong will, and an intelligent brain. Hopkins had no flaws. All these reasons were why Hopkins earned the nickname "The Iron Professor."
Hopkins did not disgrace his nickname. Ever since he went professional, he had defeated countless opponents. At the moment, he was the boxing champion of both the WBO and the IBF. Of the four championship belts, Hopkins already possessed two of them. With his current momentum, it was only a matter of time before he would get all of them.
If Taylor could be regarded as the heavyweight boxing conqueror of the previous era, then Hopkins was the ruler of the heavyweight boxing of the current era.
In the face of Taylor's challenge, most other boxing champions would have to consider it carefully. Now that Taylor had restored his body back to its original condition, he would have no trouble beating down anyone who came his way. No one could guarantee that they could block his attack.
However, Hopkins was different. He accepted Taylor's challenge. As the saying goes, the young calf is not afraid of the tiger. Hopkins, who was on the rise, was very keen to fight against Taylor, because Taylor was once the heavyweight boxing champion. It was like a lion pride; if a young lion wanted to be recognized by the other lions as leader of the pride, the best way to do so was to defeat the former leader. If the young lion succeeded, he would become the new leader. Those who defeated the old kings and claimed their thrones were respected and honored.
For boxing organizations like the WBO and IBF, the face-off between Hopkins and Taylor was a great opportunity. Showdowns between famous boxers brought about many benefits. If it were possible, boxing organizations would have boxing matches between champions every day.
　　...
In a secluded villa in an affluent community, an anxious 70-year-old man held a phone.
"Mr. Ayres, the news you mentioned before is true," a man on the phone said.
"So, is there really a physical therapist?" the old man said excitedly.
"Yes," said the man on the phone, "but the man only appeared two years ago, and he did not stay in Europe for a long time. It seems that he only stayed in Switzerland and Scotland. I can't find out the details due to matters of personal privacy concerns, and it was two years ago. So far I only know that the physical therapist is an Asian."
"What is his name? Have you found it?" the old man asked eagerly.
"I did find a name through some means. The name of the physical therapist is... let me have a look. His name is Lithium... well... Day, yes, it is Lithium-Day," the person on the phone said. However, there was an air of discomfort to his voice.
"Lithium-Day? What a bizarre name. Are you sure?" the old man asked with some skepticism.
"He is Asian, strange names are not uncommon for them. He might be Indian, I've heard that there are many strange names in India," the man said.　　
"An Indian physical therapist called Lithium-Day," the old man nodded. "Thank you for the information you provided me. I hope you can continue to help me to keep a lookout for news about this Lithium-Day. It would be best if I knew where I could find him."
"No problem. But Mr. Ayres, I want to remind you that even if the physical therapist can help your wife recover, his fees will be very high. You need to keep that in mind," said the person on the phone.
"Okay, thank you very much." The old man hung up the phone. Sorrow flashed in his eyes.
"Lithium-Day, where can I find this guy!" the old man spoke to himself while looking into the room next to him. In the other room, a white-haired old woman was lying quietly in bed.
"Lucy, I will help you get better," said the old man as tears streamed down his face. However, his eyes showed that he was determined.
Immediately after, the old man picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Jim, it's me! Yes, I'm fine, but lately, I've had some troubles, yes, money matters, so I'm planning to come back again!"
　　...
In the training center, Taylor stood alone in the boxing ring. He looked as if he was in deep meditation.
"Kevin, what are you thinking about?" Dai Li stepped forward and handed a sports drink to Taylor.
"Coach, I can't continue like this. My next opponent is Hopkins. He is probably the strongest active heavyweight boxer around. I am not sure I can beat him. I need a professional boxing coach. I have money now, I think I can hire a boxing coach," Taylor said.　　
"It seems that you already have a plan," Dai Li said.
Taylor nodded. "Yes, I asked my old friends to inquire, but I haven't heard back from them. As you know, it isn't easy to find a coach that is capable of coaching someone at my level on such short notice."
Taylor was, after all, the world's top boxing champion. An average coach would not be able to meet his standard... Only the world's top boxing coach would be able to guide someone at his level. Moreover, in the coaching industry, high-level coaches were a rare commodity. They were regularly sought out for their services, so they had no need to seek out clients on their own.
Trying to find a suitable boxing coach for Taylor in a span of a few days was basically an impossible task.
Just then, Taylor's phone, which was next to the boxing ring, began to ring.
Dai Li took the cell phone and threw it into the boxing ring to Taylor. Taylor looked at the caller ID and immediately answered.
"Kevin, good news, I just heard that Ayres is coming back!" said the man on the phone.
"Ayres? That 'white devil'? I thought he already retired?" Taylor asked in a curious tone.
"Yes, it is him, but I heard the reason he decided to come back..." The man paused. "People are saying that he decided to return because of money problems, so his asking price is not going to be low!"
"Although he is over 70 years old, he was once the best boxing coach in the world. I wouldn't be surprised even if he asked for the highest price in the world." Taylor took a deep breath and calmed himself. "Send Ayres' phone number to me, I want to talk to him."
　　...
Beverly Hills was the most famous affluent neighborhood in Los Angeles. Many of the most popular celebrities lived there.
"The Iron Professor" Hopkins's mansion was also located in Beverly Hills. Hopkins, who carried two heavyweight championship belts, earned hundreds of millions of dollars a year, enough to buy him an expensive mansion in Beverly Hills.
At that point, Hopkins also knew of the news of Ayres' comeback.
"The legendary coach of the boxing world, 'White Devil' Ayres, is coming back! That guy should be in his seventies!" exclaimed Hopkins in surprise.
"Yeah," said Hopkins's agent, who was sitting opposite him. "I thought he would enjoy retirement in peace. I did not expect that he would choose to return. According to some sources, he encountered some trouble and needs a lot of money. That is why he chose to come back. Otherwise, at his age, having been away from the boxing scene for several years, wouldn't it be better to just enjoy life?"
"Ayres was once the world's best boxing coach. He should have made a lot of money during the years he was coaching. His house is much more expensive than most top boxers. If he needs to come back for the sake of money, it looks like he really is in trouble," Hopkins said.
"Yeah, and with of Ayres' reputation, an average boxer can't afford him. His asking price is too high," the agent said casually.
Hopkins frowned. He thought for a moment, and said, "I plan to hire him!"
"You? You want to hire Ayers? No no no, we don't need this at all. You already have a professional coaching team. The coaches on the team are highly qualified. Our coaching team has no need to recruit a new coach. Even if he is the legendary 'White Devil' Ayres. Moreover, his asking price is too high. Even though we can afford it, it is an unnecessary expenditure," the agent replied.
Hopkins shook his head, "The reason I want to hire him is not to strengthen our coaching team, but to make it impossible for others to hire him, like Taylor! As far as I know, Taylor has not found a suitable head coach since his comeback. Now that Taylor has apparently recovered to his previous physical condition, if the legendary coach, 'White Devil' Ayres goes to him, he will be even more powerful! Then Taylor will be even more challenging to deal with."
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that! Even though we don't need Ayres, we can't give him to Taylor! Hopkins, your mind is something, you really are worthy of the title 'The Iron Professor.'" The agent stood up. "I will contact Ayres now!"


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

"To buy. Take out all the prized herbs that you have in your cabinet. If I see what I need and the price is fair, I'll take it," Ye Chen ordered. He was going to learn from Master Apothecary Xuanyi eventually so the herbs were bound to come in handy in some ways. Besides, he had some money hence buying a little more would not kill. Ye Chen had the intention of unearthing every single prized herb in every pharmacy found in the capital.
Hao Xu got the shock of his life when he heard Ye Chen's words. Ye Chen wanted all the prized herbs in their shop? Did he know their worth? Did he take the pharmacy for some lowly pharmacy in a little town? The best of the best was not meant for Ye Chen. Hao Xu opened the doors to the few cabinets beside him. "Here, we have the Winter Evergreen Herb, the Eagledove Herb, and Edelweiss!" He opened a few more cabinets. "And here, Flareful Thunder Herbs, Twilight Herbs… They serve a purpose. Are you looking to practice alchemy or are they for brewing purposes?"
Little Tanuki and Little Wingsy looked unamused. The two could not understand why Ye Chen had decided to visit the pharmacy. To them, these mediocre-looking herbs were uninteresting.
"These are herbs that you can buy from other pharmacies. I want the ones that I can only find here - a higher grade herb, if you will." Ye Chen's Astral Body showed that there were a couple of rare ones lying in the shop but they were placed in the black Xuan-iron cabinet. He could not tell what those herbs were but they emanated Celestial Chi and it made Ye Chen excited. "You, the guy who mans the counter. What herbs are in the cabinet to the left?"
Hao Xu stared at Ye Chen. He did not expect Ye Chen to come for the herbs that were locked away in the black Xuan-iron cabinet, though he obliged. 
"The herbs in the cabinet are rare and prized herbs that the Hao Clan has collected from all over the world, some even I don't even know. But they carry a hefty price, some worth fifty Chi-amassing Pills and above! Are you sure you want that, buddy?" Hao Xu squinted his eyes, carefully considering his next words.
"Bring them over," Ye Chen ordered.
When Hao Xu realized that Ye Chen did not flinch at the mention of fifty Chi-amassing Pills, he knew the boy meant business. He simply nodded and presented the herbs. A few ten sprigs, all different kinds, and they vibrated with Celestial Chi. 
Ye Chen recognized all the herbs that were presented to him. Having read a lot about herbs, he knew most of them. Hao Xu did not know what they were but Ye Chen knew them all too well. Many similar herbs were found in the armguard and in large quantities too. Unfortunately, these were of the lowest grade. Hao Xu did not present them with the best of the shop could offer. Ye Chen could not help but feel disappointed.
"These are worthless to me. Shopkeeper, show me the finest possession you have in your shop." Ye Chen was getting impatient as Hao Xu did not take him seriously.
"Don't you know the nature of these herbs buddy? These are the best of the best there is. The most expensive one fetches up to six hundred Chi-amassing Pills," Hao Xu remarked proudly. "The rest of the herb cannot be bought using money. Would you mind sharing which clan do you belong to perhaps?"
"A small clan from Yinbei Count." Ye Chen twitched his eyebrows. "Are you saying that I'd have to be a registered customer if I wish to purchase some items here?"
"The prized ones are only sold to our regulars and to the large families of the Xiwu Empire." Hao Xu was getting upset. "These are the best of the best that we sell to the public. If you have the Hao Clan seal, I'd gladly sell the prized ones to you."
Ye Chen's Astral Body showed a couple of valuable herbs at the lower compartment of the cabinet to the left, one of them looked extremely valuable even. Since Hao Xu would not sell him any of it, he had no choice either. Hao Xu was picking on them! It was unfortunate they were Xiwu Empire's biggest martial arts clan or else they would never regard other martial arts clans with inferiority. 
Just as they were speaking, an elderly man in ragged clothes ran to the counter.
"I…I'd like to pawn something." The elderly man fumbled and retrieved a little sack from his clothes. He took out a porcelain vase that was covered in mud. 
The staff of the shop looked annoyed. "What have you got to pawn?"
"Two medicinal pills, my son says these are Chi Deposition Pills."
Ye Chen looked at the old man, his eyes were focusing on the porcelain vase. His Astral Body showed two Chi Deposition Pills in the vase though they were nothing to him. The vase though, despite being covered in mud was good stuff. The vase was impeccably crafted - the texture seemed refined and it looked like it was made from jade yet was uncertain. It was an inch tall. Ye Chen's Astral Body had detected a soothing presence from the vase and the pills that were placed in it were a little warm too. He could tell there was a Spirit Artifact in the vase, pulsing with intense energy. The vase was probably a Tier One to Tier Three spirit artifact!
The staff looked into the vase. Sure, it was two Chi Deposition Pills. He was indifferent. "Two low-grade Chi Deposition Pills, fifty silvers for them!"
"My son said one Chi-amassing Pill could fetch the price of fifty solvers but these Chi Deposition Pills are worth hundreds of Chi-amassing Pills, each of them worth two million silvers at least!" The elderly man was unhappy with the price that the staff had offered that he was trembling with anger.
The staff did not expect a ragged lowlife like him to recognize the value of his goods. He looked at Hao Xu for a brief moment before responding inconsiderately again, "Three hundred silvers, take it or leave it!"
Ye Chen saw the gesture that Hao Xu had made. Hao Xu was the one who gave his men the idea. The store was a rip-off. Three hundred silvers for two Chi Deposition Pills? It was not surprising that the Hao Clan had prospered! Ye Chen finally knew the underhanded tactics that pawnshops ran!
"Save it, I ain't selling it!" The elderly man was so mad that his beard fluttered. He took the vase back.
"Think carefully, old man. I offered you three hundred silvers. If you don't sell them this time, the next time you come back here, it'll only be worth one or two hundred silvers. If the Hao Pharmacy won't take it, neither would the rest of the pharmacies!" The staff stared furiously at the old man. 
The old man was shocked at the staff's true colors. He kept repeating the staff's words to himself. The old man was a little doubtful but three hundred silvers were enough for him to pay off a large sum of debt. His son would not let him sell the two Chi Deposition Pills, claiming they were a family treasure meant for his grandson. Now, however, his son was badly beaten up and captured by unknown people who had requested fifty silvers for ransom. He thought of selling the Chi Deposition Pills but the Hao Pharmacy had offered him a pathetic price. Rumor had it that the Hao Pharmacy was an influential bunch. If they gave the word to the other pharmacies not to take in his pills, they most likely would not do so.
Seeing how worried and indecisive the old man was, Ye Chen walked over to him. The others may fear Hao Xu but not Ye Chen!
"Old man, how about selling that to me? Just name me your price," Ye Chen offered. "The vase in your hands is a treasure and it's worth far more than three hundred silvers." Ye Chen had no reason to cheat an old man.
"Are you working at the Hao Pharmacy too?" The old man looked at Ye Chen, feeling doubtful. 
"No, I'm a passer-by but I'm willing to buy your pills." Ye Chen smiled.
Hao Xu's expression grew dark at Ye Chen's words. How dare the boy disrupt his business in his pharmacy? Did he have a death wish?


A mystical presence known as The Flying Dagger brought him, an orphan in his world into the realm of the Nine Astra Skies. Ye Chen is a teenage boy tasked with saving his clan — the Ye Clan — from the complete annihilation by their sworn enemies — the Yun Clan. 

Join Ye Chen as he embarks on a journey to grow stronger and discover the world in which humans, Beasts and Celestial Beasts coexist with powerful forces that inhabit the world, like Daemon Kings and Divine Beasts.

Probably because the Mannes Family specialized in magical equipment, there was very little good stuff in this Gilded Rose that sold weapons and armors. The only thing that caught Lin Li's attention was a double-edged sword.
To be honest, this double-edged sword was really odd. It was clearly made of winter iron, but there were no mageweaths on the sword blade. This was simply intolerable for Lin Li, who pursued perfection in everything. The winter iron itself contained powerful ice magical element. After the amplification of the mageweath, the magical element could be brought into full play. If there was a high quality ice magical crystal and a good Inscriber, this double-edged sword could definitely become a powerful magical weapon.
It's a pity…
Such a good piece of winter iron was ruined like that.
Then, Lin Li looked at the price and found that the price of such a double-edged sword forged with the winter iron was the same as that of a general iron sword.
Lin Li knew at once that he had found the wrong place.
The fat boss was very shrewd, but his vision was horrible. Would one expect a man who could sell winter iron as any other iron to judge the origin of the arrow from the forging process? It was easier to count on Gerian losing weight than to count on him…
Just as Lin Li was about to leave, there was another sound of footsteps coming from outside the door.
In came a young man in his twenties. Although at the same age, compared with Kevin, who was gentle and handsome, this man was at the other extreme—his face was tanned and contours sharp. His hands were rough and strong; it was obvious that he had been engaging in physical labor for a long time. He was sturdy and tall, and when he entered, he looked like a black bear blocking the door.
How could the astute fat boss not see that the stuff the young man had on his whole body was probably less than two gold coins? Just look at the leather armor and the leather boots—any beggar in Jarrosus City might be richer than him.
Let alone the mage next to him. Look at what he was wearing—it was a rune mage robe worth nearly 10,000 gold coins. Besides the Guild of Magic, no other mage in Jarrosus City dared to wear it everywhere. And there was the ring on his hand; that black diamond alone could probably buy ten Gilded Roses… It was a pity that such a rich man was merely taking a look and had no intention to buy anything…
The reception for two differently dressed people was naturally different.
When the young man entered the door, the fat boss did not even bat his eyelids. He asked listlessly, "What's the matter?"
"I'd like to sell this…" The young man said as he handed over a package to the counter. His voice sounded a little low. There was a strong reluctance in his eyes when he let go.
The fat boss was still buried in accounting and it was unknown whether he had heard the young man. It was only after the package had been put down for some time that the fat boss' vague reply was heard. "Oh…"
The young man waited for a long time, but nothing followed. He had to whisper a reminder, "Would you like to see it first?"
"What's the rush? Don't you see I'm doing the accounts?" The fat boss was a little unhappy at his urging, but after looking up and staring at the young man, he somehow shifted his eyes to the package. The fat boss uncovered the wrapped cloth, which revealed a dark sword blade. Judging from the length, it should be a double-edged sword.
"100 gold coins." After tossing out a figure, the fat boss buried his head again.
"100 gold coins?" There was some surprise and disappointment on the young man's tanned face. "Did you see it wrong? This is a weapon forged with the shadowforged siderite. How could it be only 100 gold coins?"
"What rubbish shadowforged siderite? Look at this sword blade, how does it look like a weapon forged with the shadowforged siderite?" Perhaps it was the first time that someone questioned his vision, and it came from a young man who looked even inferior than a beggar; the fat boss immediately got angry and pulled apart the cloth that was wrapped outside, revealing the dark sword blade. "See for yourself. This sword blade is darker than you. How can a shadowforged siderite produce such a weapon?"
"But… but…"
While the two men were arguing, Lin Li who was standing at a side had already seen through it.
The fat boss was right this time. The double-edged sword wrapped in the cloth was not forged with a shadowforged siderite indeed.
Weapons forged with shadowforged siderite also displayed a kind of black, but it was a shiny kind of black, just like the Torrent of Elements Ring on his hand. However, the double-edged sword on the counter was dull and without any shine to it.
However, the price offered by the fat boss was far short.
If Lin Li was right, this double-edged sword should be made of a rare magical metal—the rainbow adamantine. It was a metal more precious and rarer than the shadowforged siderite. Weapons forged with the rainbow adamantine would randomly produce a variety of magic attributes in the forging process—two at the very least and seven at most. The number of attributes depended on the level of the maker. Generally, a blacksmith that could forge more than four kinds of attributes could be considered a master.
Of course… This was not the case for Lin Li. The Smithing Guru was a devil-like existence and couldn't be measured by common sense. Once the rainbow adamantine fell into his hands, it was almost sure that there would be seven attributes produced.
But all seven attributes coming out at once was only a legend to most people.
Generally speaking, a weapon forged with rainbow adamantine would definitely sell at a high price if it could produce four attributes. This double-edged sword in front of them had at least five attributes, because the color of the weapon was just too dark. The more attributes the rainbow adamantine carried, the darker it would be. Only after having seven attributes could it return to the initial colorful rays of the rainbow.
So, Lin Li wanted to laugh. There actually was someone who dared to offer 100 gold coins for a rainbow adamantine weapon with five attributes. This was the kind of price that could allow you one look at the weapon. If it came across someone who knew his stuff, it could very well be sold for millions of gold coins. This was the best equipment that those who studied both magic and martial arts could ask for.


Lin Li accidentally enters another world while playing with his smurf mage account just after he maxes out all kinds of crafting skills, bringing with him various top-grade materials. Although his character is practically powerless, what he gains in return is unprecedented magical talent! Can he survive by himself after being thrown into another world?

Nothing special happened on that weekend.

On Friday afternoon after school, Zhang Tie went to the lowest level of the Iron Thorns Fighting Club again to be a flesh-bag; however, it was different from two days ago. Zhang Tie, who had already become a LV 1 fighter, could easily deal with Andrew Benet’s attacks. Sometimes, Zhang Tie could even control the rhythm of attacks from that kid, purposely allowing some of his attacks to connect on specific parts of his body. Of course, Zhang Tie would pretend to be kicked over by that kid to satisfy his vanity. Whenever he was knocked over, he would always stand up before saying, “Come on, baby”. As a result, that kid would always charge toward him with red eyes.

This job of being a training partner was seen as a hard job to many people; however, for Zhang Tie, it gradually turned into an interesting game—he would receive payment to accelerate the growth of the Iron Body Fruit. Through constantly being beaten up, Zhang Tie had also noticed that his fighting skills had improved. He was able to  respond to his opponent’s attacks faster than before and could more accurately identify the opponent’s attacking intention. As the party that was on the side of purely being beaten, Zhang Tie would sometimes even take control of the rhythm of the battle.

“That one-eyed man really helped me a lot!” Zhang Tie felt happy inside.

As Zhang Tie hadn’t been knocked out from the past couple of times and had performed better than before, he felt that his standing in the fighting club had improved. At the very least, the two bastards from the equipment room would no longer mock or place bets on whether he would be knocked out again. Additionally, when he left the Iron Thorns Fighting Club, Director Beck had even encouraged him to work harder and settled his weekly payment of 3 silver and 40 copper coins. This marks the first time Zhang Tie had earned money.

Zhang Tie tightly held onto the coins in his pockets on his way home. When he arrived at his house, he realized that the coins had already become hot. Handing over the coins to his mom, Zhang Tie felt extremely satisfied at the sight of her amazed expression. In the end, his mom only took two silver coins and said she would store them away for Zhang Tie, leaving the rest as his pocket money. This was the first time he contributed to his family through his own efforts, causing him to be filled with pleasure and pride.

On Saturday, as usual, Zhang Tie helped his mom make rice brew at home; however, it was different this time. This time, his sister-in-law joined them, thus Zhang Tie felt that it was much easier than before since he had less to do. His sister-in-law was diligent and clever. She was someone who excelled at housework and had a good reputation in the neighborhood. Since her arrival at their place, she had also gradually become accepted by the Zhang’s family.

Watching his mom teach his sister-in-law how to make rice brew, Zhang Tie became dejected. His mom was growing old, yet he only had a little time left to accompany her...

The lives of commoners always had its ups and downs. On the same Saturday, Zhang Tie found that the price of rice  had once again increased when he arrived at the rice store with his ugly three-wheeler. This time, the price went from 4 silver and 58 copper coins per 25kg to 4 silver and 61 copper coins per 25kg. He inquired different rice stores and was quoted the same price. Additionally, he found that the prices of other foods had also rose in price at different degrees, among which the price of sugar rose the most sharply. Compared to the price of rice, the price of rice sugar had increased by more than 10% per kg this week, surpassing the price of 1 silver and 11 copper coins per kg…

However, Zhang Tie had no choice but to buy it. As a result, the Zhang Family had to increase the price of the rice brew, which would definitely weaken its sales. This would definitely prove to be detrimental to their living standards. 

Hearing the news of the increasing cost of rice, the wrinkles on his mom’s forehead seemed to be more pronounced, although her expression remained unchanged.

In the same evening, Zhang Tie sowed a lot of pumpkin seeds on the land in the Castle of Black Iron. Those seeds were scooped out from a pumpkin by his mom several days ago. His mom was so diligent that she felt reluctant to throw them away, hence she washed them and dried them in the courtyard. She knew that those pumpkin seeds would be delicious after being fried.

Zhang Tie sowed about 200 to 300 pumpkin seeds. Zhang Tie did this for two reasons. The first reason was the increasing price of grains. The second reason was that he had realized that the Castle of Black Iron was really suitable for agriculture. Including the gifts he received from Grandma Teresa, all the seeds he had sown the week before had already sprouted and were growing well. The potatoes and niblets especially seemed to grow better. And as a result, the Castle of Black Iron started to show more signs of vitality as the aura value in the Castle of Black Iron was growing quickly every day. By Saturday, the aura value would turn to 70, surpassing all the other values.

After throwing the bag of trash from home into the Pool of Chaos, Zhang Tie had only gained 0.1 unit of basic energy storage. After land reclamation in the Castle of Black Iron, he checked the fruits on the small tree. The Iron Body Fruit was 50% ripe; it seemed that he would be able to enjoy it after being beaten another two times. Additionally, the second Leakless Fruit would also become ripe on the next Thursday evening. This small tree had become the largest source of Zhang Tie’s confidence to become prominent in this age.

Right when he exited the Castle of Black Iron and was about to cultivate in his room, Zhang Tie heard a long and sharp sound outside his window that drifted from afar. As the sound of this manual fire alarm could spread very far in the evening, Zhang Tie was immediately able to hear it, thus Zhang Tie hurriedly went over to the windowsill and opened the window as he looked into the far distance. In the pitch black night, a strong fire brightened the entire distant sky. Judging from the source of the fire, Zhang Tie felt that it happened in the old agglomeration of Blackhot City where people from all walks of life gathered. Faint cries and shouts reverberated from the distance…

Zhang Tie wondered whose house caught fire near the railway station. He then ignored it and closed the window. Picking up the crystal from the windowsill, Zhang Tie sat cross-legged on his bed and started to cultivate.

After having ignited the Shrine burning point, Zhang Tie could instantly feel the “small point” near his tail bone shaking once he entered meditation. In the opposite direction of the Shrine burning point, the first burning point on the spine became the next target of Zhang Tie. In accordance with the introduction of the history teacher on Friday, this burning point was the one burning point he had to ignite to reach LV 2. According to the Fibonacci Golden Number Sequence, he would then have to ignite two burning points to reach LV 3, followed by three burning points to reach LV 4, then five burning points to reach LV 5, and eight burning points to reach LV 6... Those burning points lined up on the 34 vertebrae on the human body. There were many secrets hidden in the vertebrae burning points. Similar to the vertebrae, those burning points were also the support and the source of a human’s strength. When ignited, each burning point could enhance a person’s physique and strength greatly. That explained why the other students were not a match for Glaze, a LV 2 fighter…

After entering meditation, along with Zhang Tie’s spiritual energy, the energy gathered by the crystal passed into the first burning point on the spine. After more than 2 hours, Zhang Tie was only able to cause the burning point to be slightly brighter as it started to burn with a small red flame the size of a rice grain. Compared to the blazing Shrine burning point, that was only a small firefly. It was time and energy consuming for most people to practice igniting each point...

On Sunday afternoon, Zhang Tie stayed at home to take care of the rice brew store, while his dad and mom changed into new clothes and left with his soon-to-be sister-in-law with goods in hand. Naturally, Zhang Tie knew where they were heading to. In the evening, his mom and his soon-to-be sister-in-law returned in a pleasant mood. Seeing the two of them, Zhang Tie knew they must have gone to visit his sister-in-law’s parents. 

Today, he had increased the price for Zhang’s rice brew by one copper. Despite having put up a notice in advance, their sales were immediately lowered. Today, they had only sold a bit more than half of their usual sales

“Mom, where’s dad?” seeing them, Zhang Tie asked curiously.

“He’s got something to deal with. He will come back later!” his mom replied in a mysterious tone.

At the time they prepared to have supper, his dad came back with a long article wrapped in cloth in hand. At the sight of Zhang Tie, his dad smiled and undid the package, revealing a sheathed, slightly arched black sword in front of Zhang Tie.

“Ah!? The Blackhot Sharp-Edge Sword…” Zhang Tie exclaimed and instantly ran forward as if he saw a treasure. Grabbing the sword from his dad’s hands, he unsheathed the blade, revealing a sharp two-handed sword in front of his eyes. Etched onto the body of the sword next to the handle was two words—Zhang Tie. He couldn’t help but exclaim. This was a gift from his dad.

“You will be attending the survival training next week, so here’s my gift for you. Heh…heh…” His dad looked a bit embarrassed. “This is an ordinary, sharp sword made by the forge of Blackhot City. Although it can’t match the swords used in the military and the sheath is only made of ordinary iron and wood, it’s the best I can afford. So I hope you…”

“I love it, dad!” Before his dad was able to finish his sentence, Zhang Tie instantly hugged him as he kissed his dad’s face. He was really satisfied with the gift. Zhang Tie clearly knew that this ordinary Blackhot Sharp-Edge Sword would cost his dad at least one gold coin. That was a great expenditure for his family.

Seeing Zhang Tie so happy, his dad also showed a warm smile…
“Two of you, come on. Let’s eat while the food is still hot…” his mom warned them, trying to alleviate the atmosphere…

In this age, the first sword of many people was gifted by either their father or their brother. Aside from representing the blessings and concerns of their relatives, the sword also carried the meaning that the owner will be fighting for their own life with it. This was the inevitable fate of many males and their families!

In the last week before he left school, Zhang Tie, a 15-year old boy, frankly accepted his own fate along with the first sword in his life, which was engraved with his name…



After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten.
In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive.
A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger.
The thrilling legends of mysterious clans, secrets of Oriental fantasies, numerous treasures and legacies in the underground world — All in the Castle of Black Iron!
Written by Drunk Tiger, this novel is a prime example of fantasy steampunk. Let us journey through the world of limitless possibilities and inventions together!
------
**Warning: This novel contains mature content**


The total value of the chain just like silver by weight - is estimated at 1,357,363 dollars!

Dara pulled out of a backpack - a bag of cloth and from there he began to lay out the things he had found, they were still in the ground and needed to be cleaned.

- 20 gold coins of a tille of 1846 and a face value of 10 carabaxes of 1921, coins of the second empire, an early period, the total price of about $ 20,000 at auction (but depends on the condition of the coins) if they are in good condition, you can additionally gain plus $ 25,000 if on average then $ 12,000 plus the $ 20,000 price tag. Need to wash, watch, clean. It is best in soda or first washed with water and a brush.

- silver coins of 50 pieces early second empire of 1920-1924 only for silver by weight of 4,500 dollars and then you need to look already in the catalog.

- 30 copper coins, 1854-1874; price of $ 400; they are not valuable, of the first empire, running coins and average condition.

- one rare coin, the early second empire, it is printed on a gold blank of 10 Karabask and the face value of the coin is only 1 Karabaks in 1928, its price in the catalog is 3000 dollars.

"Cool"! Barno could not restrain herself. "For one coin $ 3,000, and only $ 400 for coins!"

"Such is the world of numismatics and treasure hunters," said Dara.

- Silver bell for a cow, nominal, with sample 999, price 1,500 dollars

"Named? For the cow"? Barno intervened again.

"It's probably some kind of hedonist like you," said Fang.

"Why me? I don't broadcast silver bells to cows!" Barno was indignant.

- a copper coin, there are no notches on the edge, 5 cents, hurting the second empire, the price is 30 US cents.

- Two battered samovars, copper ones, with medals, if you restore their price each for $ 2,500 (the cost of restoring $ 500 for two samovars will take 1 month).

- forged nails with Arabic numerals and letters (written by Meimen) - two pieces (silver) price of 90 dollars.

- an iron tray, it turned out to be silver plated in 1898, at the back there is a hallmark of the plant and coat of arms, the price is 1300 dollars.

"Wow! So much and everything from one place!" Baraz remarked in surprise and admiration.

- "Not from one but from three places, and it was lucky that no one had been there before, everything was preserved the way they were left there. Usually on the plain or in the steppe, there are practically no such places. The robbers of treasures have already visited there. These places were looted in the 15th century and 16th almost every century. And in the 20th century and 21st century storerooms already passed there not once or twice, but dozens, after them one can hardly find a couple of coins and that's all, "said Dara.

- Yes, he was just lucky that all the inhabitants were evicted from these mountains in 1956, and then the district was closed, it was only recently opened. Therefore, the findings are so amazing. In the place where people live there is usually not much that can be found. said Fang.

"Here, yes, I agree with Fang, the usual treasure hunter finds are a couple of rusty pods, a few tin spoons and buttons, a dozen coins, more copper or modern. Copper coins, less often silver, and gold once a half a year or even a year come across in a bowl "! answered Dara.

- a copper coin of 5 cents, an early second empire price from 2 to 7 dollars, there are no notches and asterisks with dots on the edge. cheap.

- arrowhead, forged mid-19th century, price $ 5.

- a boot with iron nails from 1956 ...

"Ahahahahahhaha, are you Dara a junkman or something?" Barno began to laugh.

"No, not an old-timer, Pointer, such a versatile metal detector, showed that in addition to iron there is also non-ferrous metal in the boot. I tore off the bottom and didn't find anything, but in the heel were three rare gold coins with a nominal value of 10 carabaks each in 1909, their total the price is 1800 dollars! said Dara calmly.

Barno, gasped! But Baraz, noticed that in the second empire usually spies hid gold coins in the sole, so they paid with informants. But these coins were fake, real gold, but melted and minted in Germany in the early 50s of the 20th century.

Dara, made a note for himself, Baraz is well versed in the history of intelligence, maybe he can help them solve - riddle 47086_1, that is, the missing "Emir's Gold, Small-Anna in 1929."

- 5 cents, copper, the early second empire, 1923, on the edge - a notch, spikelets are knocked to the right, they are not 28 but 35, a rare coin, costs $ 2560. Usually defective coins cost more, not all of course, but some of them. Some 1878 gold coins are generally valued at tens, if not hundreds of thousands of dollars. For example, the coins of the second empire of the middle and its end are valued at 1000 and sometimes even 10,000 dollars. Grandmothers have such coins in the attics, sometimes they sell them together with all the trash in flea markets, and cunning numismatists buy all their junk for $ 10 and then sell 1 or 2 coins for $ 11,000. But finding a rare coin, stamp or badge is difficult. Since in the second empire circulations were large in tens of millions. It's very difficult to find a rare one among them, only luck helps not all treasure hunters.

Sometimes treasure hunters buy old furniture and there are hiding places in it, but for the most part they are empty, although sometimes you can find gold coins, jewelry, old letters and photographs, orders.

He liked to make such hiding places in the 20-50s of the 20th century in furniture, usually in the corners of fasteners or double bottoms near shelves. If there is furniture, there is a scanner or a pointer in your hands, then there is a chance that you will find some kind of cache there. Much in it will be love letters, maybe diaries, dried flowers, heaps less often precious stones or coins.

Also, caches can be in old tubular bicycles, motorcycles, paintings. On top of the original paintings of the 14-18th century, some children's drawings of the 20th century were applied. In the old houses, the hiding places were in the cupboards, under the floor, in the baseboards, in the air ducts, in the toilets and bathtubs. In stoves and chimneys.

Sometimes you can find old notes of the late first empire and the late second empire. Sometimes on the margins of old books there are inscriptions in French, Hebrew, Chinese, English, German, Arabic ... their owners. What did they write? for whom? Why did their books go missing? What happened to the owners is all a common everyday secret ... behind which there are no treasures, and for the most part just the history of people.

Sometimes secrets of treasures are hidden behind them, but who will solve them in the age of high speeds ... and glass balls from bearing bearings, old brands can serve as a treasure, although sometimes there may also be rare ones. Coins, letters, scraps of candy wrappers.

- Silver and copper coins of the 17-18 centuries, 30 pieces - 14,000 dollars.

- Scrap silver, with semiprecious stones, incomplete jewelry made of silver - $ 20,000.

- Copper plates from compasses, silver buttons, copper nails, forged iron nails - $ 30.

- Two copper jugs with dents and a black patina - 300 dollars each.

- 10 silver jewelry with cheap turquoise, garnets, amethyst, rock crystal and small silver coins of 5 and 10 cents of the 1854 of the first empire - each jewelry is from 700 to 1200 dollars apiece.

- the old compass of 1879 with the erased inscriptions - 130 dollars.

"That's what Fang and I managed to find from 10 a.m. to 5 p.m.," summed up Dara.

Well, and how much money did she ask, excitedly Barno.

Baraz, answered now I'll say, I remember everything well and consider it, as I went through practice in the seventh main department of the secret police. In the department of external surveillance.

COMPLETED

A small story about adventurers, local history enthusiasts, treasure hunters. They wander around cities, forests, mountains, steppes and deserts, seek metal artifacts and search magnets for historical artifacts and sell some of them at auctions, donate some to museums and keep some in their home collections. They work in archives and funds, second-hand bookkeepers do not forget, they look for old books, road workers and topographic maps of the 17-20 centuries.

There is the only main character Fang and his partner Dara.

---
English is the same as in other novels. While it is far from good. The approximate number of chapters is from 60 to 100. Updates 3 chapters per week. The number of words is from 600 to more 1200.

COMPLETED

--------------------------------------------------
This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

"Ed, how about you sold your cores to William. He's a merchant that will give us a ride. You haven't sold it right! You can use the money to buy a new armor" Eris said.

Eris introduce him to William. He was a guy who talked to Eris not to long ago. He smile at Edward and introduce himself once again.

"I am William, Owner of Refia best armor shop, The Protector. If you want to buy a new armor I can give you the best one with a good price and if you want to sell your hard gained core I will buy it at a straight away with a price you won't regret taking."

"Alright, so where is your store? Can we go there straight away?".

Edward takes the offer immediately as he looked at himself. Edward thought is simple he needs armor or as his clothes won't offer him any kind of defense and there's an armor selling guy here so why not.

William guided Edward alone to his shop. Eris left him as she got a lot of stuff to do from saying goodbye to people she knew and buying essential stuff for their journey.

Edward arrived at William store. He didn't lie when he said the best armor shop in Refia. The store is three storied building with armor ranging from leather armor to metal armor hanging inside the store. 

William brought him to the store and their transaction begin. Edward took out the cores and show him to William. He has 37 cores which 36 very low grades and 1 low grade.

"You have 36 very low grade cores and one low grade core. I will buy them the very low grade core for 10 gold each and 100 gold for low grade core making it 460 gold in total. Do you want to make the transaction. If you agree please take out your status plate."

"Alright William here my status plate."

Edward agree without thinking much and gave his status plate to William. The only think in his mind is picking out the good armor, and prepare himself for the new adventure that await him in the frontier.

William took out his status plate and place it on top of Edward status plate. It glows a with gold color for a second before he heard an announcement.

"Do you wish to make the transaction".

Both William and Edward said yes and the status plate stops glowing, and he heard another announcement.

"Transaction Complete."

"Now that our transaction is complete you can choose the armor you want to buy. You can go around the shop and pick one according to your need". William said.

"Don't mind if I do. so how is the price range William can you recommend me a good armor in within my price range." Edward asked.

"Hmm, how much money did you have Edward, my best armor is on the third floor we import the armors directly from the frontier city best blacksmith, Alexandro, the price range is from 5000 gold to 10000 gold, On the second floor we have the armor made by the top blacksmiths in Refia city the price range is from 1000 gold to 3000 gold and On the first floor we got armor made by new blacksmiths the price range is from 100 gold to 500 gold. So, which floor will you choose." William replied.

Edward got cold sweat when he heard 10000 gold worth of armor he didn't have that much money. His shoulder fell as he heard the second floor price Edward sigh in relief as he heard the first floor armor is finally within his price range.

"I am not that rich. The first floor will make do for me. William do you have recommendation for me."

"Yes, how about this armor it was made by Fares our new rising star made from best black Iron you could find in Refia the price is 560 gold". William explained.

William show him a bulky armor. It was a round black armor that has a solid defense it looks simple but from what William said it was a good armor made by genius blacksmith.

"Sorry William but I don't like this armor it looks like it will hinder my mobility I prefer using a leather armor instead do you have a good one in your store."

"Let me see, how about this one. It was made by Arta, A rival of Fare even though he was inferior to Fares but it was not by much. This armor was made using a forest wolf leather the price is 460 gold." William explained.

Edward grimaced as he heard William said a forest wolf Edward didn't have good memory of that damned wolf. Even though someone may prefer wearing the skin of their hated enemy Edward is not that person.

"Do you have another one William. I prefer something that wasn't made of anything related to wolf especially a forest wolf."

William looked at him with knowing look and take out another armor.

"How about this armor. It was made by Alan, my son friend, even though he was a novice, I can see he has potential to become the best armorer. This armor was made using forest monkey leather pieced together you can see it was excellently made. The price is 300 gold." William explained.

Edward saw the armor, and instantly fell in love with it. The armor strike every soft spot Edward have, it was red, it looks cool and more importantly it got awesome engraving in the form of strong looking monkey standing on top of mountain with sun as the background.

"I choose this armor let's complete the transaction right away." Edward said enthusiastically.

They complete the transaction, and Edward finally got an armor. He step out of the store wearing his newly bought armor and satisfied looking smile. Edward felt like he was on top of the world and ready to go to frontier.

Now the only thing, he needs to do is wait for two more days ... it will be a long wait for Edward.

Edward Hill Had two turning points in his live.
First, it was when he confessed his love in middle School and
Second was when he survived a car accident that killed his family.
Waiting for his time came. Edward took one last look upon hospital window and by a fluke witness 
beautifull shooting stars and made a wish as he close his eyes for the last time.
This is the story of Edward Hill as he adventures through the new world with his second chance in live.

iron best price

The Iron King

The Phoenix Aspect

Sword Among Us

I Am A Legendary BOSS

Almighty Coach

Nine Astra Skies

Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master

Castle of Black Iron

The Adventures of Treasure Hunters - 1 season

Dungeon Planet

People search iron best price also like: