Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1302 - 363 Wealth Pressures People_2

"Free of charge? Impossible!" Liu Zhenhan flatly refused, joking to himself that nothing came that cheap.

"You misunderstand me, I don’t mean to impose additional conditions on the ’Death Overlord Earrings’; I propose a fair trade," chuckled Master Aymar. "As you know, we Magic Tutors can’t possibly carry too much Magical Equipment on us. Now, I have an uncut ’Nether River Rune Gem’ raw ore left, which is perhaps not as good as a Dragon Ball, but..."

"Ah? Another trade?" Liu Zhenhan raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself what was going on today that his little possessions kept attracting others’ covetous eyes. Nether River Rune Gem... Damn it! Wasn’t this the thing that was supposed to be set in the Staff by the Beamon prophet? It was said that depending on the skill level, one could summon a Nether World Giant Wolf, but what’s the use of that... Trade for a Dragon Ball?

"You have the Heart of Blood Feather, this Dragon Ball isn’t actually that useful to you! But for me, this Earth Element Dragon Ball is very important!" continued Master Aymar. "This Dragon Ball possesses both mana recovery and force restoration. If I craft it into a ’Jason Energy Gig Staff,’ I could provide an entire group of Mages with a mana recovery barrier, which is of great benefit to us Pompei Alchemists!"

"Nether River Rune Gem... a bit too inferior... How about this, you turn all the alchemy materials I have into equipment, and not only will I give you the Dragon Ball, I’ll also throw in a Soulflame Necklace, how about that?" Liu Zhenhan took this opportunity to set forward his proposal, looking eagerly at the master.

"Turning them all into Magical Equipment is not very realistic! You have too many materials, I couldn’t finish them all in a year!" After hearing those words, a smile of delight appeared on Master Aymar’s face: "How about this, I’ll pick out a batch of materials that can be quickly processed into high-level Magical Equipment."

"This..." Liu Zhenhan pondered for a long time, unsure whether to agree or not, feeling somewhat disadvantaged.

"Forget the other magical artifacts for now, just think, I can use a Dragon Horn and two drops of different Giant bloodlines to help you craft the ’Douglas Storm Horn.’ When blown, it awakens the soul of Titans, calling a group of nearby Titan descendants to rally to you! For an Overlord like you, that alone would be worth the price!" Master Aymar’s offer was one Liu Zhenhan couldn’t refuse: "Dear Richard, you now have three different direct Titan bloodlines attached to you, which meet the ’Douglas Storm Horn’s’ dual-bloodline summoning requirements, you really mustn’t waste this opportunity!"

"By the God of War! Mount Tamerlarya is closest to the Feilengcui! Kampas! Frost Giants! Sky Giants! Fog Giants! Haha!" Liu Zhenhan’s eyes lit up; the ’Douglas Storm Horn’ was a magical artifact that involved racial secrets, something Ruona surely wouldn’t know how to make, but Master Aymar really had the capability!

"Does this count as an agreement?" Master Aymar smiled and asked.

"I have four Titan bloodlines under my command, plus two hundred Gray Dwarves!" Liu Zhenhan was beside himself with excitement, ceaselessly inquiring, "Since it’s a dual-blood summoning, does that mean, Master, you could help me use the blood of Difeng Giants, Buddha Giants, Earthfoot Giants, along with Gray Dwarves—a total of four different blood types—to craft a ’Four Blood Storm Horn,’ that once blown, could summon two Titan descendants from Mount Tamerlarya?"

"Do not deceive the noble descendants of the Titans; your two hundred Gray Dwarves are not even a tribe, they’re all men, how can that count?" Master Aymar frowned.

"One Giant race will do! I agree to your terms! Haha, I was just planning to build a Giant air force!" Liu Zhenhan and Elder Andulan exchanged knowing looks and gestures.

Master Aymar laughed too, but it was a laugh of ridicule, because the idea of a Giant air force proposed by the Feilengcui Overlord was amusing; a comment fitting only if it came from someone who was not very sound of mind.

With guest and host both getting what they wanted, the atmosphere subsequently became cordial. Liu Zhenhan went to Feilengcui to fetch the bronze design plans for the magic cannon, and Master Aymar took off a row of black tantalite earrings from his ears and handed them to Liu Zhenhan.

The earring was a row of blue crushed diamonds and black tantalite, totaling seven stones; each earring was chained with metal links in between, exquisitely crafted and meticulous, changing into seven colors under the moonlight.

To wear these seven-linked earrings, Liu Zhenhan gritted his teeth and let Helen help him pierce seven holes in his earlobe with a needle, crying out in pain.

"Richard! Assemble the ’Ice Throne Battle Armor’ that can be summoned with the four-set Death Overlord and show it to me!" Master Puskas looked Liu Zhenhan up and down, growing more fond of him by the moment.

The old man felt that his son-in-law, adorned with these refined earrings, now radiated an indescribable charm and scholarly air, especially with that mole on his forehead and his silver-starred eyes; he had lost every bit of his former roughness, making for a very presentable son-in-law indeed.

"Damn it! That really hurts!" Liu Zhenhan pushed at his porcupine-skin hat, rubbing his still-bleeding earlobe, "Tonight you won’t be able to judge the quality of this set, the ’Death Overlord Shield’ isn’t with me, it’s with Qian Qian. Tomorrow, I’ll give you a good look at the ’Ice Throne Battle Armor’!"