The Medical Fairy was reborn as a Money Lolita, which she deemed more convenient for winter.

Now, she was absolutely delighted.

Double gold draw!

Overjoyed beyond belief.

Without further ado, she went to the medical clinic, sword in hand, eager to test the anatomical effects.

But upon seeing this deranged woman with the goofy grin of a train pervert, the Sword Fairy thought she was about to be assaulted.

Does she really think my surgical technique is just for show?

"Who dares assault me!"

At that moment.

The crowd arrived at the crime scene.

And there was the resurgent Medical Fairy Money Lolita, dodging around desperately.

The Sword Fairy chased her down, sneering: "Do you want full anesthesia or partial?"

"Mild spicy,"

The Medical Fairy shouted.

She could not endure any longer, cowered, and implored the Sword Fairy:

"Stop, please stop! I'm not here to assault you, I'm here to join your medical clinic!"

The Medical Fairy begged loudly: "I am actually your Embers, I got a bit too excited for a moment, look, my anatomical skills are just like yours!"

She hurriedly showed off a few techniques with the scalpel.

The Sword Fairy took a closer look and rejoiced: "I see now, do I have a baby?"

"Yes, you have a baby, you have a second child." The Medical Fairy inexplicably started to cry, "your Embers baby is... me."

Clearly, it was her first time showing Embers Artifact Spirit, the first time deploying surgical Magical Artifact, the combined joy should have brought more happiness, why, did it turn out like this...

Why did such a wondrous chemical reaction occur?

Don't fuse them together.

Hurry up and separate, please.

I want a humanoid Embers assistant, a surgical knife Magical Artifact.

The Medical Fairy looked utterly hopeless.

"Hahaha! I can't stop laughing, hahaha!"

Su Yuniang was beside her, holding her stomach in pain, "I was quite envious of her before, forming a three-person medical team, but... let's go, let's chat next door."

"Sure." Jiucai Rong was also a bit scared.

The blacksmith shop just stopped working for a day, and you guys are up to these antics?

Absurdly nonsensical.

Being a blacksmith is quite a dangerous profession.

Turns out, crafting weapons could indeed result in various fiendish blades, cursed swords, still devouring their masters!

Even in the future, perhaps within the blacksmith shop, the Duang~Duang might bring forth some supreme calamity, Demon Weapon forged, Demonic Qi engulfing mountains, drinking the blood of two hundred blacksmiths in the manor, bones scattering.

Unbelievably absurd!

Everyone dragged Daojiu to the side, hiding in the corner by the medical clinic, secretly asking Daojiu about the specifics, wondering if this thing is reliable.

What does Daojiu know?

He hadn't done any weapon testing. Upon seeing her as Embers, he just filled the void with some flesh.

After trying to attach flesh to her, she grew legs, and the innately rebellious weapon ran off on its own.

"Seems like, it inherited the mindset from its past life."

Su Yuniang pondered, thoughtfully analyzing:

"After all, from her perspective, I haven't died, I am a player, instinctively rationalizing my death as merely transforming into a Treasure Sword, just a new game mechanic."

"We're all equals as blacksmiths, why do you get to touch me? Treat me as a weapon? Put yourself in her shoes, would you be willing?"

Everyone put themselves in her place.

Indeed, they would not agree, as they had come to play the game, not to be played.

Besides, the money exploited is meant for developing the manor, building a home together.

But enslaving one's persona crosses the line.

That's why Magical Artifacts naturally rebel.

"So, is this actually a failed weapon?" Jiucai Rong sighed, "Embedding Embers in a weapon will destroy it?"

"Yes, that's the current state."

Daojiu nodded, "Haven't found a suitable solution, and even if solved, it's merely a substitute for traditional Artifact Spirit."

"Traditional Artifact Spirits are nice, why use this thing, no advantages."

"However, there might still be some advantages."

Daojiu said: "I've found that the Ash Artifact has a self-repair function."

"Oh?" The crowd whispered.

Daojiu said: "Embers is a humanoid void, able to absorb various flesh, garbage, residue, and incorporate it into itself."

"While this sword is a sword-shaped void, if damaged, it can also absorb various flesh, metals, materials, and repair the blade."

The crowd found it fascinating.

But upon careful thought, the practical value wasn't significant.

Because any tier of Cultivator uses a tier-appropriate Magical Artifact, normally it shouldn't shatter unless facing High Tier enemy.

Consider survival before considering breakage.

Moreover, even if shattered, a blacksmith can repair it, why crave automatic repair?

"Does swallowing metal enable weapon growth?" Jiucai Rong suddenly asked: "Like the legendary levelless growth Magical Treasure!"

"I'm not sure about that."

Daojiu shook his head, "Even if there is growth potential, my current skills can't achieve it. Second forging, third forging, evolving Magical Artifact demands too high technical expertise."

"With technical skills, I might as well forge a High Tier Magical Artifact."

Everyone realized it made sense.

Despite brainstorming and imaginative thinking, no advantages were discovered.

Full of drawbacks.

Especially prone to kill the master.

"Yet, not entirely devoid of advantages."

At this point, Su Yuniang said: "Advantages can be found in Spiritual Root. If Magical Artifact cannot evolve currently, I'll find a Spiritual Root that enables evolution, with such attribute, the Magical Artifact becomes a growth weapon."

Everyone agreed.

But that seemed even more distant!

The Spiritual Root that comes with its own evolution, just by the look of its rank, you can tell it's not low!

Finally, everyone discussed it for a while.

This Embers Magical Artifact can currently be completely discarded, even if there are new usages, it will be much later.

"From now on, don't mess with the Ash Artifact without my permission," Jiucai Rong reminded, not wanting to make a fool of themselves again.

"Even if I wanted to, I couldn't," Daojiu spread his palms, "The main issue is that every Enchantment has a low probability of producing Embers."

After a short while.

The Medical Fairy came running out, starting with a flying kick aimed at Daojiu.

"Ouch!" Daojiu cried out in pain.

"That's what you get for showing off!"

The Medical Fairy, seething with anger, punched and kicked, "I heard you were bragging about forging a brand-new weapon version just now?"

Daojiu was about to cry, "Why don't we settle the accounts instead?"

Meanwhile, inside the medical hall.

The Sword Fairy took a deep breath, and the empty bubble instinctively absorbed various blood and flesh, gradually restoring to the ghost form and the semblance of the mature woman she was when she was alive, before becoming a member of the Human Race.

However, the spine in her abdomen was already a sword.

Unaware that she had already died and become the Artifact Spirit of a sword, she began to study the product of the River Demon sleeping bag again, using the Blood and Flesh Separation Technique more smoothly:

"Encountered difficulties again."

"I don't know when that friendly Mature Businesswoman will come back for another chat."

...

Pingchang City.

After a day of sales, twenty blind boxes were sold out.

The first few were sold individually, then someone bought the rest all at once.

According to Zhang Huaping's information, the ones bought were shockingly resold by several Loose Cultivators working together, sold for 600 Magic Coins per blind box.

The most crucial point is they were actually sold!

Zhang Huaping was a bit stunned.

Who would have thought it would turn out like this?

That's a markup of a hundred Magic Coins.

These wealthy Cultivators must be crazy; they ignore the mass-produced Magical Artifacts and scramble for the scarce ones.

This reminded Zhang Huaping of a phrase Jiucai Rong unintentionally said: monkey business.

It's really treating people like monkeys!

But of course.

They, unlike Zhang Huaping who knew the inside story, didn't know that there was already a warehouse full and only a little was released on purpose.

After all, news that can't be replicated has already spread throughout the city.

The inability to replicate has established its uniqueness, making it one of a kind, and there's also a rumor about it being in short supply.

People spend this money, and it's worth it!

Moreover, contrary to Zhang Huaping's expectations.

She initially thought the price of such luxury items would fall during the war-time of the Red Sun, with a weak market.

Who would have guessed the trend went up instead!

Why?

The old Shopkeeper, also shocked at the time, quickly deduced the answer:

"Because while several Great Noble Families in the city are preparing for the Red Sun, most of the small and medium-sized families are busy surviving the Red Moon."

"And what is the Red Moon? It's the Ash Disaster. Although our city routinely cleans the surroundings and it's not too dangerous, we still need to unite Cultivators to fight, which is also the time when the sons of various Great Noble Families recruit their retinue!"

"At this time, if you have a sword or a saber that displays a prestigious identity, people will recognize you, and Loose Cultivators will gather around."

The old Shopkeeper sighed, "It's a symbol of status!"

Those Demon Cultivators from the mountain villas were probably prepared!

They must have anticipated this change, and took advantage of the Red Sun's arrival to deliberately launch this Magical Artifact to make a fortune!

Blind box.

Limited sales quantity, allowing those young masters to display their status, making them the focus among Loose Cultivators, leading people against the Ash Tide.

They strategized step by step, calculated every market change, and took the opportunity to make a big profit.

Precise market positioning!

Commodity blind box model!

These opponents are not simple!

As a result, Zhang Huaping became excited: other middlemen sold at high prices, could she intercept it and sell it at high prices herself?

The old Shopkeeper saw her odd expression and stopped her: "They can resell at a high price, but we can't ourselves...we make money, and they need to make money from speculation, everyone being happy benefits all."

Zhang Huaping sighed.

She's not stupid and knows that reputation is the most important, and the business circle has its unwritten rules.

"What a shame, they want to limit the sales."

The old Shopkeeper, looking at the well-received goods, said, "But this is also good, a slow trickle traps them for now and the anticipation will make them sell better."

"By the way, nothing happened when you went over yesterday, did it?"

Zhang Huaping seemed a little lost and didn't respond until asked several times:

"Nothing happened yesterday, I met a kind person. There are also good people on the mountain estate, she talked to me about some dreams and helped me through some awkward times."

The old Shopkeeper nodded.

Suddenly, Zhang Huaping said, "Recently the Red Sun is approaching, my friends from the town's ghost-fighting squad invited me to help the governmental constables handle things in the city."

The old Shopkeeper nodded and smiled, "Now you earn quite a bit, no need to get involved in those troublesome things."

Zhang Huaping was silent for a moment, then slowly shook her head: "I have to go."

Previously, she was indeed more opportunistic.

But now, after frequently visiting the mountain estate and witnessing their brutal and bizarre actions, compelled to consume dirt and various abuses, her conscience is tormented.

She unconsciously recalled the vibrant girl who aspired to change her family's Demon Path Spiritual Root and take the right path.

She can't help but act as a chivalrous fighter against injustice.

She has a family and fears death; she can turn a blind eye to the brutality on the mountain estate, but if she can help the citizens in the city, she will help a few.

"I don't know how that little girl is doing on the mountain."

Feeling faint unease, she walked out of the shop, watching the hurried citizens on the street, and the gloomy, cold sky:

"I'll be seeing her again tomorrow..." She recalled the malicious, cunning eyes full of evil on the mountain estate.

"Please don't die."

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