"It was an honor doing business with you, young master Oasis,"
Malic said after concluding the transaction, handing over storage bracelets filled with mana stones, while the gold coins were safely stored in Oasis's bracelet ring.
"This kid just sucked us dry of our mana stones," he thought.
"Oh, young master Oasis, here," Malic said, handing over a golden token with the symbol of the Pecunia family.
"This is a VIP token for the Pecunia Merchant Association. You can use it at any branch." he explained further...
The VIP token granted Oasis several privileges, including priority service, access to exclusive goods and auctions, and special discounts on transactions.
It also allowed him to skip queues and have direct meetings with branch leaders for high-value trades.
"Thank you, Sir Malic," Oasis said as he left the place.
By the time he walked out, a few hours had passed, and it was already around noon.
"That was easy. I got the stones I needed quickly," he thought as he called out for a carriage.
"Adric Pavilion, please," he requested from the carriage driver.
The ride to the Adric Pavilion took about 15 minutes.
As the carriage approached, the pavilion came into view, a grand building dedicated to artifact refining.
The exterior was adorned with intricate carvings and symbols representing various mystical arts.
The Adric Pavilion specialized in artifact refining, and as he entered, he observed a bustling scene.
Disciples were cultivating and refining artifacts, the air filled with the sounds of hammering and the sight of glowing embers.
Oasis walked through the paths, looking for a master or someone who could help him.
"Oasis!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed around the place.
"That voice," Oasis thought, looking toward the source.
"Kara!"
"Kara, is it you? What are you doing here?" Oasis asked.
"Can't you see?" Kara hinted at her uniform.
"Huh, see what?" Oasis asked, puzzled.
"This is where I live fool. I'm a disciple of the Adric Pavilion, and Elder Adric is my master."
"I'm an inner disciple of the Bluemoon family—oh, now the Lunaris sect," Kara said.
"Wait a minute, how are you taller than me now? And you look a bit older," she observed.
"Six months in Tír na nÓg, duh," Oasis explained.
"No way, you can't change this much in six months," Kara said.
"Anyway, where are my gloves?"
Kara brought up the issue of the gloves she had given to Oasis, sensing he no longer had them.
Oasis explained the situation and what had happened, and Kara understood.
"Anyways, what brings you here?" she asked.
"oh, I want someone who can forge a sword for me," he said.
"Huh! Don't tell me you also lost the other sword," Kara said, slightly raising her voice, ready to scold him.
"Nah, nah, it's fine. But I feel like 'Kaze no Kagutsuchi' is more suitable for wind techniques than fire techniques," Oasis explained...
"Oh, it's your partner. You know it better," she acknowledged. "So, what kind of sword do you want?"
"Huh, are you the one who will be helping me?" Oasis asked.
"Yes, of course," she said.
"But you said you could only make up to low-rank grade artifacts," Oasis pointed out.
"So, what grade do you want your sword to be?" she asked.
"The materials I have are mostly high-grade and saint-grade." Oasis said.
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Kara was taken aback
"You don't say," Kara replied. "If that's the case, follow me."
Kara escorted Oasis to her master, Elder Adric, who was busy refining in his workshop.
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"He's using spiritual transmission," Oasis thought. "How do I even respond to that?"
After a few breaths, they arrived, with Kara calling out to her master.
Elder Adric, not a new face to Oasis as he had seen him at the banquet, welcomed them into his workshop.
Elder Adric was a tall, imposing figure with a long, silver beard and sharp, piercing eyes.
His robes were adorned with symbols of the Adric Pavilion, and he had an aura of wisdom and authority.
Oasis explained the purpose of his visit and handed over the materials for the sword,
including the iron he got from Instructor Seraphina, the ash from his parents' bracelet, a beast core, and various herbs from his storage ring.
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"These materials are all top-grade. Where did this kid get them?And this beast core, it undoubtedly belongs to an S-rank mystic beast," Elder Adric thought, surprised.
Oasis had already detailed the size and specifications for the sword and written some words on a parchment for Elder Adric to inscribe on the blade.
The words were written in the ancient language of Oasis's phoenix cultivation techniques.
"Huh, what are these characters?"Elder Adric thought, unable to read what was written.
"So, how long will it take?" Oasis asked.
"Lad, I'm not sure. Maybe six months or even more," Adric replied.
"What has Conri brought us? Who is this kid, really?" he thought as he went back to his workshop.
Just before entering, he told Kara to announce that he wouldn't be available for some time.
After that, Oasis made his goodbyes and left the pavilion, heading back to the Bluefang Garden as dusk approached.
He moved through the streets in a carriage, savoring every moment and taking a different route to explore more of the city.
The streets were alive with activity as the day transitioned to evening. Lanterns were lit, casting a warm glow over the bustling market stalls.
People mingled, laughed, and bartered as the aromas of street food wafted through the air.
Musicians played lively tunes, adding to the festive atmosphere.
Oasis enjoyed his day, concluding it with a meal at a nearby restaurant.
By the time he returned to the Bluefang Garden, it was already evening.
Without wasting any time, he threw himself onto his bed and slept soundly, feeling content and fulfilled after a long and productive day.