《Death… And Me》Death... And Me
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Ignoring Frandin's surprise, Roan then asked something else.
"Wouldn't it be better to keep some of the Heaven Level Materials for use?"
Rean shook his head as he replied.
"We are already out of Luminun Ore, which is only a Heaven Middle-Level Material. Think about it. A normal blacksmith would need to be in the Nascent Soul Realm to forge Heaven Low-Level Equipment. In my case, because our Spiritual Energy Pool is much bigger than those at our level, I think I can do that once I reach the Peak Stage of the Core and Soul Fusion Realm. How long do you think that will take?"
Roan understood where Rean was coming from.
"I see. We only have Heaven High-Level Materials. For that level of equipment, you would need to reach the Peak of the Soul Transformation Realm at the very least. Otherwise, you won't be able to do anything with it."
Rean nodded as he responded.
"Exactly. Just how long do you think it will take for us to reach the Soul Transformation Realm in this world? It's way too out of my league at the moment. That being said, we might as well let Kentucky enjoy these ores. At the very least, it directly increases his power. Also, I don't think we would be able to find more of this level of material once we get to that cultivation realm."
Roan agreed with Rean and decided to not intervene in how he fed Kentucky anymore.
Kentucky had left them behind a hill, so Rean and Roan quickly climbed it before looking in the distance. Even though they were not as high as when they were flying with Kentucky, they could still see just how big Vanesi City was.
Frandin was also on their side, looking at the city. He might be the young master of Danve City. But in a place like this, he might as well be considered a country bumpkin. At the very least, his status wouldn't be as high as in small cities.
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"Alright, let's go. Frandin, we're doing the same act again."
Rean then activated his Spiritual Sense Bending Skill, covering only his and Roan's Dantians. Others had to at least feel their presence with their Spiritual Senses. Otherwise, Rean and Roan would be like ghosts in the middle of the city. Those using Spiritual Sense couldn't feel their presence, but they were still right in front of them. That would obviously catch a lot of attention. That's why only their Dantians were covered, to only hide their cultivation.
The city was still several kilometers away, so the crowd began to increase as they got close. Every now and then, they would see Core and Soul Fusion Realm cultivators flying above their heads.
"Still, compared to cities of the same size back in our Sunkan Planet, this city is severely lacking in Core and Soul Fusion Realm cultivators and above."
"That's the lack of Spiritual Energy for you."
Eventually, they arrived at the city gate before entering the queue. It took them more than one hour to arrive at the guarding post, where Frandin had to pay 10 Rank Two Spirit Stones for himself and five for each human he brought along. Poor Frandin couldn't help but feel a bit of pain in his heart with that price.
'So expensive!'
Rean and Roan didn't seem to care, though. They only paid attention to their surroundings, ready to jump into the Soul Gem Dimensional Realm if necessary. They didn't know whether Jamil and Lucas had really not told anyone about them or not. Who knows? Perhaps the surrounding countries were warned about their presence and were waiting for them to fall into the trap.
Fortunately, that didn't seem to be the case. Rean and Roan couldn't feel anyone following them after they passed by the city gates. Even Roan's instincts didn't stir at all.
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"Sigh... that's good enough. Frandin, ask around where the City's Auction House is. I need to sell the weapons I made back in Kastran City. It's about time to cash in some Spirit Stones."
Frandin nodded and began to inquire about the auction house in the stalls around. Following that, they went to the City Center as expected. They moved slowly with the crowd to not catch anyone's attention, so they took quite some time to arrive.
After some time, they got to their destination.
-Imperial Auction House-
This was the biggest one Frandin had heard about. There were a few others, but this one would get the biggest crowds and the highest prices. It was obviously operated by the Imperial Family. Or, to be more precise, the Imperial Guardians who protected the Rank Five Bloodline Trial Grounds.
Of course, not everyone could come and sell their items here. There was a minimal level for anything that was auctioned. However, Rean wasn't the least bit worried about that. He was sure that Earth High-Level Weapons would definitely be accepted.
Frandin then entered the Auction House with Rean and Roan before they went to a private room. There, an appraiser received them, asking.
"Hello, little friend. Is there anything I can help you with today?"
Frandin nodded before placing a big leather bag on the table.
"I need some Spirit Stones quickly, so I want to auction these weapons during the next auction three days from now."
The man nodded and brought the weapons out. Surprisingly though, he didn't seem to be that surprised by them.
"Oh! You have a few good pieces here. All of them are at the Earth High-Level, and their quality is definitely above average. This should go well with the other opening items for this month's opening."
Rean was quite surprised by the elder's indifference. He thought that this level of equipment would make him a lot more excited.
'Well, that plays well for me too. If they don't think much of my weapons, that means they won't try anything on Frandin either.'
The appraiser then took out a token and marked a few things on it before passing the token to Frandin.
"This is your proof of identity. Once the auction is over, you can bring this token here and receive the payment. Remember, the auction house charges 30% over all the items sold. You can also use this token to participate during the next auction. It's just that you will only be able to stay in the lower seats together with the crowd."
Frandin didn't mind that and took his token. After that, he turned around and left the auction house with the twins.
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