Ye Chenfeng examined the newly upgraded two-piece set, finally grasping its full potential after some initial confusion. The little white jade pendant revealed its true nature, much to Ye Chenfeng's delight. If it could be described in gaming terms, it would sound like, Ding! Good news, the host has unlocked the King's Treasury!
Ye Chenfeng discovered that this pendant could store anything he placed within its reach. He experimented with items nearby, including the almost entirely intact Black Magic Spring it had absorbed, some of which seemed to have been consumed during activation. He then focused inward, probing his spiritual world, where the familiar Sword of Separation spun energetically, attracting spatial energy like a devoted admirer, poised to trigger a spatial explosion at will. To Ye Chenfeng's surprise, the sword had, indeed, unlocked an advanced ability through its relentless efforts.
Mingzhu Academy was divided into its elite main campus and the less prestigious Qing Campus. Despite Ye Chenfeng's current prominence at Qing Campus, he knew it was minor compared to the main campus, where students possessed gear worth millions, bolstered by family wealth and academy rewards. Though Ye Chenfeng now believed he could break into the top ten there, he lamented the disparity in resources. Without his unique advantages, he'd have sought out a wealthy patron or partner long ago, leveraging every opportunity.
As he watched Academician Li at the monthly assembly recounting the battle against the Scaleskin Mother Demon and mentioning his and Zhao Manyan's contributions, Ye Chenfeng anticipated his turn to address the crowd. Zhao Manyan, however, stole the show with his effortless charm and well-rehearsed speech, captivating the audience with a mix of humor and charisma. Ye Chenfeng, watching from the sidelines, marveled at the showmanship, vowing to emulate it next time.
Back at Magic City, the production line for improved magic firearms had resumed, capitalizing on Ye Chenfeng's recent fame. Despite saving money for necessities like stardust and cultivation aids, he had refrained from buying expensive gear, focusing instead on expanding his production capacity.
After the assembly, Zhao Manyan approached him with a grin. "Old Ye, sorry for stealing your moment up there. By the way, do you have any more of those guns? I'd like a few more—I'll pay, of course."
Zhao Manyan, with his signature charm and gun in hand, had found newfound popularity and joked about his improved status. "With this thing, Mo Fan and I handled over twenty encounters without burning a drop of mana. If I had a few more, that Scaleskin Mother Demon would have been toast. Light magic is perfect against those types, but my basic and intermediate spells are either defensive or just flashy."
Ye Chenfeng, amused, decided to test the market's valuation. "Oh, I do have more in stock. But let me ask you this: what would you price it at?"
Zhao Manyan thought for a moment, considering the gun's reusable nature and lack of consumable elements, before responding. "It's a powerful mid-level tool with no magic consumption. Its durability is almost a drawback because it'll saturate the market after the initial rush. So, price it high to maximize the first wave of profits."
Ye Chenfeng smiled, appreciating the insight. He was ready to make the most of his newfound resources and connections.
"Good night!"