At this point, Qi Bei suddenly thought that if a dragon scale could suppress the curse on Murong Xingchen’s body, could he try to help her remove the curse? After all, the internal energy of the Divine Dragon Art in his body and the Dread Seal fused into the Dragon Seal seemed to be able to resist the poison of the curse on Murong Xingchen’s body.
Qi Bei’s thoughts turned, and he asked, “So why did you come to West Spirit City to struggle?”
Yan Ling looked a little helpless and somewhat unwilling as she complained,”It’s all because of that elder of the Dragon Clan. He said that the Dragon Clan has a treasure called the Dragon God Jade, which contains the power of the Dragon God. However, to obtain it, it requires… requires…”
“What do you need?” Qi Bei narrowed his eyes. The Dragon Clan wouldn’t be so despicable as to demand the four little elves, who were still young girls at the time, to sacrifice their innocence, would they?
“We need five hundred billion gold coins,” Yan Ling said hatefully.
Qi Bei was stunned. Five hundred billion… He had heard that the Dragon Clan was extremely fond of gold coins and other shiny precious metals, and that each dragon’s lair was a huge treasure trove. However, five hundred billion gold coins was too much. Even if he, as the lord of West Spirit City, wanted to save up five hundred billion gold coins, he didn’t know how long it would take. Even if he robbed the royal treasury of the Golden Leaf Empire, he might not be able to find five hundred billion gold coins.
“So you came to West Spirit City and established Starfall to save up five hundred billion gold coins?” Qi Bei asked.
“Well, although this goal is out of reach, there is still a sense of purpose that prevents us from feeling lost,” Yan Ling sighed lightly, and a momentary frost seemed to spread over her face.
A touch of pity rose in Qi Bei’s heart. He reached out and gently touched Yan Ling’s delicate face, as if attempting to erase the traces of time that had unjustly burdened her features.
Although in terms of actual age, Yan Ling and the other elves were much older than him, the elven race was naturally long-lived, and their mental development was much slower than that of humans in all aspects.
For instance, Yan Ling, Ru Feng, and Piao Xue, the three young elf girls were only about fourteen or fifteen years old according to human age, and Murong Xingchen was not much older.
However, after humans reach a certain level of strength, their aging also slows down. For example, even if Qi Bei, currently at the level of a King-grade warrior, does not make any progress in his life, he can at least live to be two or three hundred years old.
However, very few King-grade powerhouses can actually live a peaceful life until old age. Those who have reached the King-grade realm generally have extremely high talent and potential. In order to challenge their limits and reach higher levels, they take risks and engage in adventures, which often leads to the downfall of many King-grade powerhouses and even Earth-grade powerhouses.
Especially for Warriors, it seems that they are always in battle throughout their lives, from the moment they embark on the path of a warrior to their death. Can they still be called warriors if they don’t fight? Only through continuous battles can they improve their strength and gain insights into various aspects of life.
“Where is Murong Xingchen now?” Qi Bei asked.
“She is in West Hill Town behind the city,” Yan Ling said.
West Spirit City does indeed govern two small towns nearby, and West Hill Town is one of them. No wonder Murong Xingchen’s whereabouts couldn’t be found in the entire city. It turns out that she went there to hide.
“I have to go now. Will you go find the Star Master?” Yan Ling asked.
“I will,” Qi Bei nodded in agreement.
Yan Ling smiled happily and turned around, bouncing and skipping away from the City Lord’s Mansion.
………
The arms factory of West Spirit City was located in a spacious area in the east of the city, heavily guarded and heavily defended.
Qi Bei entered with Jin Gang and Lone Eye. Right now the arms factory only had about five hundred workers, most of whom were making ordinary armor and weapons.
Qi Bei walked into a secluded room, and Jin Gang and Lone Eye stood outside like two wooden stakes.
The room was very simple, with no one inside.
Qi Bei pressed a mechanism on the wall, and a passage appeared on the ground.
After descending the passage, he arrived at an underground secret chamber.
To call it a secret chamber was a bit of an understatement; it was the size of a hundred yards in all directions, with a perfect ventilation and drainage system. It was divided into multiple areas with distinct functions and illuminated by bright magic lamps, truly awe-inspiring.
Within the vast underground space, there were piles of materials like mountains.
A small figure leaned against a recliner, holding a metal plate covered in buttons in her greasy little hands. She gnawed on a chicken leg while pressing the buttons incessantly.
Every time a button was pressed, some massive and intricate gears turned, and then giant iron hands picked up tons of materials and threw them into a huge pool.
Although this was not the first time Qi Bei had come here, he was still stunned. There were no mechanical arms like these before. It was simply too incredible.
‘This little girl is truly worthy of being a inheritor of the goblin civilization, she really has some skills,’ Qi Bei thought to himself. The underground engineering and some distinctive features of the goblin civilization were something that this world dominated by magic and battle qi did not possess.
Relying on external materials was indeed efficient and effortless.
If the goblins could enhance their own abilities and keep up with the times, their civilization would not have disappeared so easily in the long river of history.
“City Lord, you’re here! Come and take a look at my new goblin iron arm, how cool is it?” Mi Qi jumped up like a child presenting a treasure, proudly asking.
“Not bad,” Qi Bei patted Mi Qi’s head.
“Of course, but these are just the tip of the iceberg,” Mi Qi giggled.
“What about the fusion of materials for the Skybreaking Armor? How’s it going?” Qi Bei pulled on Mi Qi’s long ears.
“Ah…it hurts! Those materials are still being fused. In three to five days, the blacksmiths can start forging them.” Mi Qi replied irritably.
“How long did you say it would take to fuse the materials? You said it would only take ten days or half a month. It’s already been so many days,” Qi Bei retorted, seeing Mi Qi glare at him, he tied her long ears into a butterfly knot on her head.
“I’m researching and making these goblin iron arms. Before, with my abilities, I could only fuse ten pieces, but now, with the goblin iron arms, I can fuse a hundred pieces at once. That’s ten times more. Sacrificing a bit of time is nothing.” Mi Qi pushed Qi Bei away and then unraveled her two ears with a grin.
“You pass.” Qi Bei said and began to show great interest in studying these several mechanical goblin iron arms. He couldn’t imagine that a little girl had made them in just ten days to half a month.
At this moment, Mi Qi suddenly jumped up from behind and landed on Qi Bei’s back, her arms wrapped around his neck, and her greasy little hands touching his chest.
Qi Bei rolled his eyes. This little girl hasn’t been afraid of him since they bathed together, and now she was becoming too confident for her own good.
“City Lord, let me tell you a secret.” Mi Qi’s eyes turned around and she whispered in Qi Bei’s ear.
At this point, Qi Bei suddenly thought that if a dragon scale could suppress the curse on Murong Xingchen’s body, could he try to help her remove the curse? After all, the internal energy of the Divine Dragon Art in his body and the Dread Seal fused into the Dragon Seal seemed to be able to resist the poison of the curse on Murong Xingchen’s body.
Qi Bei’s thoughts turned, and he asked, “So why did you come to West Spirit City to struggle?”
Yan Ling looked a little helpless and somewhat unwilling as she complained,”It’s all because of that elder of the Dragon Clan. He said that the Dragon Clan has a treasure called the Dragon God Jade, which contains the power of the Dragon God. However, to obtain it, it requires… requires…”
“What do you need?” Qi Bei narrowed his eyes. The Dragon Clan wouldn’t be so despicable as to demand the four little elves, who were still young girls at the time, to sacrifice their innocence, would they?
“We need five hundred billion gold coins,” Yan Ling said hatefully.
Qi Bei was stunned. Five hundred billion… He had heard that the Dragon Clan was extremely fond of gold coins and other shiny precious metals, and that each dragon’s lair was a huge treasure trove. However, five hundred billion gold coins was too much. Even if he, as the lord of West Spirit City, wanted to save up five hundred billion gold coins, he didn’t know how long it would take. Even if he robbed the royal treasury of the Golden Leaf Empire, he might not be able to find five hundred billion gold coins.
“So you came to West Spirit City and established Starfall to save up five hundred billion gold coins?” Qi Bei asked.
“Well, although this goal is out of reach, there is still a sense of purpose that prevents us from feeling lost,” Yan Ling sighed lightly, and a momentary frost seemed to spread over her face.
A touch of pity rose in Qi Bei’s heart. He reached out and gently touched Yan Ling’s delicate face, as if attempting to erase the traces of time that had unjustly burdened her features.
Although in terms of actual age, Yan Ling and the other elves were much older than him, the elven race was naturally long-lived, and their mental development was much slower than that of humans in all aspects.
For instance, Yan Ling, Ru Feng, and Piao Xue, the three young elf girls were only about fourteen or fifteen years old according to human age, and Murong Xingchen was not much older.
However, after humans reach a certain level of strength, their aging also slows down. For example, even if Qi Bei, currently at the level of a King-grade warrior, does not make any progress in his life, he can at least live to be two or three hundred years old.
However, very few King-grade powerhouses can actually live a peaceful life until old age. Those who have reached the King-grade realm generally have extremely high talent and potential. In order to challenge their limits and reach higher levels, they take risks and engage in adventures, which often leads to the downfall of many King-grade powerhouses and even Earth-grade powerhouses.
Especially for Warriors, it seems that they are always in battle throughout their lives, from the moment they embark on the path of a warrior to their death. Can they still be called warriors if they don’t fight? Only through continuous battles can they improve their strength and gain insights into various aspects of life.
“Where is Murong Xingchen now?” Qi Bei asked.
“She is in West Hill Town behind the city,” Yan Ling said.
West Spirit City does indeed govern two small towns nearby, and West Hill Town is one of them. No wonder Murong Xingchen’s whereabouts couldn’t be found in the entire city. It turns out that she went there to hide.
“I have to go now. Will you go find the Star Master?” Yan Ling asked.
“I will,” Qi Bei nodded in agreement.
Yan Ling smiled happily and turned around, bouncing and skipping away from the City Lord’s Mansion.
………
The arms factory of West Spirit City was located in a spacious area in the east of the city, heavily guarded and heavily defended.
Qi Bei entered with Jin Gang and Lone Eye. Right now the arms factory only had about five hundred workers, most of whom were making ordinary armor and weapons.
Qi Bei walked into a secluded room, and Jin Gang and Lone Eye stood outside like two wooden stakes.
The room was very simple, with no one inside.
Qi Bei pressed a mechanism on the wall, and a passage appeared on the ground.
After descending the passage, he arrived at an underground secret chamber.
To call it a secret chamber was a bit of an understatement; it was the size of a hundred yards in all directions, with a perfect ventilation and drainage system. It was divided into multiple areas with distinct functions and illuminated by bright magic lamps, truly awe-inspiring.
Within the vast underground space, there were piles of materials like mountains.
A small figure leaned against a recliner, holding a metal plate covered in buttons in her greasy little hands. She gnawed on a chicken leg while pressing the buttons incessantly.
Every time a button was pressed, some massive and intricate gears turned, and then giant iron hands picked up tons of materials and threw them into a huge pool.
Although this was not the first time Qi Bei had come here, he was still stunned. There were no mechanical arms like these before. It was simply too incredible.
‘This little girl is truly worthy of being a inheritor of the goblin civilization, she really has some skills,’ Qi Bei thought to himself. The underground engineering and some distinctive features of the goblin civilization were something that this world dominated by magic and battle qi did not possess.
Relying on external materials was indeed efficient and effortless.
If the goblins could enhance their own abilities and keep up with the times, their civilization would not have disappeared so easily in the long river of history.
“City Lord, you’re here! Come and take a look at my new goblin iron arm, how cool is it?” Mi Qi jumped up like a child presenting a treasure, proudly asking.
“Not bad,” Qi Bei patted Mi Qi’s head.
“Of course, but these are just the tip of the iceberg,” Mi Qi giggled.
“What about the fusion of materials for the Skybreaking Armor? How’s it going?” Qi Bei pulled on Mi Qi’s long ears.
“Ah…it hurts! Those materials are still being fused. In three to five days, the blacksmiths can start forging them.” Mi Qi replied irritably.
“How long did you say it would take to fuse the materials? You said it would only take ten days or half a month. It’s already been so many days,” Qi Bei retorted, seeing Mi Qi glare at him, he tied her long ears into a butterfly knot on her head.
“I’m researching and making these goblin iron arms. Before, with my abilities, I could only fuse ten pieces, but now, with the goblin iron arms, I can fuse a hundred pieces at once. That’s ten times more. Sacrificing a bit of time is nothing.” Mi Qi pushed Qi Bei away and then unraveled her two ears with a grin.
“You pass.” Qi Bei said and began to show great interest in studying these several mechanical goblin iron arms. He couldn’t imagine that a little girl had made them in just ten days to half a month.
At this moment, Mi Qi suddenly jumped up from behind and landed on Qi Bei’s back, her arms wrapped around his neck, and her greasy little hands touching his chest.
Qi Bei rolled his eyes. This little girl hasn’t been afraid of him since they bathed together, and now she was becoming too confident for her own good.
“City Lord, let me tell you a secret.” Mi Qi’s eyes turned around and she whispered in Qi Bei’s ear.
