Li Mutian blinked his eyes, looked at the one-armed craftsman, and asked, "Is this the 'Soul-cleaning Sword'?"

The one-armed craftsman and the tiger girl looked at each other, blinked, and then burst into laughter at the same time. The one-armed craftsman smiled so hard that two tears were left on the corners of her eyes.

Li Mutian is unclear.

However, at this moment, he was immersed in his hands with the "Ben Ting" and couldn't let go of it. After communicating with his soul, he felt that the "Ben Ting" made of pure black iron was integrated with him.

"Ben Ting" seems to have become a part of his body.

This feeling has never been seen on ordinary iron swords, extremely subtle

"Old friend, I heard your joy." The one-armed craftsman wiped away the tears from his face, stared at the sword reluctantly, and said to Li Mutiandao, "Young man, I have paid the source stone, and Benting will belong to you."

"Okay, how much source stone should I pay?" Li Mutian asked excitedly.

"One thousand."

The one-armed craftsman said casually.

Li Mutian's mouth twitched.

He knew in his heart that these two people were not fake, and such good swords were extremely difficult to find. The problem was that he only carried more than 260 source stones on his body.

I thought I was rich with more than 260 source stones in my arms, but now I know that I am still poor.

Resources are not only lacking in practice, but also when you want to buy good things you need.

When the tiger girl saw Li Mutian's face was in a difficult mood, she said, "Ben Ting has spirituality. My husband is willing to recognize the new master when he sees it. He will only give it to you at the price of the ordinary pure black iron sword, otherwise he will not be willing to sell 10,000 source stones."

"I know, such a good sword is hard to find in the world, but I only have more than 260 source stones on me now." Li Mutian patted his wallet and said with a calm smile.

Upon hearing this, the tiger girl smiled and said, "We just don't have children. Why don't you recognize us as your adoptive father and mother? This sword is used as a meeting gift. How about giving it to you?"

"..." Li Mutian didn't know how to respond.

"No, I'll ask someone to recognize you as soon as I meet you, what kind of morality is it?" said the one-armed craftsman.

"How great is this child? I like it and I have a crush on me."

The tiger girl did not wince this time and tried hard to make a decision.

The one-armed craftsman waved his hand and said to Li Mutian: "Leave 260 source stones and swords, you can take them away first. Within half a year, the remaining source stones will be completed."

"You can trust me?"

Li Mutian was shocked.

The one-armed craftsman actually took the initiative to ask himself to pay on credit.

For many people, the 740 source stones are a huge number.

When we first met, we met by chance, and the one-armed craftsman was willing to pay such a big sum of money on credit. What kind of trust is this?

"I have believed in the soul of the sword. If I have the soul of the sword, I must have a straightforward heart, and a promise will be worth ten thousand gold." said the one-armed craftsman.

"This trust is not only worth ten thousand gold, thank you! I wish you a great name for seniors."

Li Mutian was sincerely grateful and bowed his fists.

The tiger girl snatched the conversation and said, "Child, you have never heard of Lu Qingshi, the first swordsman in Yongcheng? Well, you are still young and are here for the first time to come to the Hunter Guild. Don't blame you or not. When you go back, consider recognizing me as your adopted mother."

"Okay, I'll consider it."

Li Mutian smiled, and the Benting Sword was sheathed into the sheath, put down the source stone, bowed his hand, and left quickly.

He didn't plan to sell himself for a thousand source stones.

Of course, I know that the tiger girl has good intentions and purely her gaze.

After watching Li Mutian leave, Lu Qingshi shook his head and said, "You talk too much today, you're scared him."

"No, he agreed to consider it. You are willing to give him a thousand source stones of Benting."

"What do you know? Benting will be his great honor to follow him. A good sword is born, not for burying deep underground or displaying decorations. It will drink all the blood of sin."

Lu Qingshi looked at the direction where Li Mutian left, and his eyes flashed with a scorching look.

Li Mutian was overjoyed when he got the "Ben Ting" and walked much lighter.

"Boy, why are you here?"

A cold and extremely familiar voice came.

Li Mutian immediately turned his head with joy and looked at him. Lu Jingxue was standing in front of a stall, standing proudly, with a pair of black and smooth eyes, locking him tightly, shining with doubts.

"Sister."

Li Mutian smiled brightly, cheered enthusiastically, quickly walked over, and pulled up her fair and tender white hands.

When he saw that there was blood stain on Lu Jingxue's waist and white clothes, he looked at him and reached out to check, saying, "Are you injured?"

"It's beast blood, don't pull it, so many people are watching."

Lu Jingxue pushed Li Mutian's hand away and said angrily, "You haven't answered me yet. Didn't you tell you to stay in school honestly and practice? What are you doing here?"

Li Mutian smiled and said, "You said you will be back in ten days, and today is the eleventh day, so I'll come and ask for your news. I'm worried about you and miss you too."

When Lu Jingxue heard his brother's true feelings, her heart warmed up, her face calmed down, but her mouth was still cold, and she said, "The hippie smile is not in a positive shape, but you have a little conscience, hold it."

Lu Jingxue threw the bulging bag to Li Mutian.

Li Mutian took it, opened it and took a look, and smiled and said, "It's not bad, this trip has gained a lot."

"Of course, my sister is now a medium-grade beast. This trip will be divided into twenty-nine source stones, more than a dozen medium-grade beast beads, and dozens of low-grade beast beads, which will be enough for you to use for a while."

Lu Jingxue pulled up a strand of black hair that fell in front of her jade face, threw it behind her ears, and the corners of her rosy lips slightly raised, a hint of proud look appeared, and she walked with her head held high.

Li Mutian carried his bag and followed her closely, saying, "I have earned the source stone too, it is worth more than you."

"How many?"

"More than three hundred."

"..." Lu Jingxue paused.

The girl's pretty face suddenly became cold and showed a faint anger. She looked back and stared at Li Mutian for a long time. She slapped her long and dense black eyelashes a few times. After confirming that Li Mutian didn't seem to be joking, she opened her red lips: "Where is the Source Stone?"

"I bought a sword."

"How many source stones have been spent?"

"I spent all of them. I gave the remaining 260 pieces first, and I still owe them 740 pieces, and I will pay them back within half a year."

"A thousand swords of the source stones..."

A cold light flashed in Lu Jingxue's eyes, and the first consciousness flashed in her head was that her younger brother was ignorant and was deceived.

However, when Li Mutian pulled out a few inches of sword body and a sword light suddenly appeared, she was stunned and couldn't help but say, "Good sword."

Even though he is not particularly expert in swords, the source warriors have some sense of weapons and source soldiers. The stronger the spiritual talent and cultivation level, the deeper the sense.

This "Ben Ting" was created by a famous sword-making master. It gathered power from an iron hammer and was tempered by thousands of hammers. The sword's sharp edge was amazing.

"A thousand source stones, the price of an average pure black iron sword. This sword feels extraordinary. You have made a profit. You are a foolish guy. You are not cheated of the source stone to pay the tuition fee. There are still some profits. You are lucky." Lu Jingxue sighed.

"It's clear that I'm so pretty."

Li Mutian shook his head and pretended to be elegant.

"I'll be happy when you finish 740 source stones." Lu Jingxue rolled her eyes and poured out a basin of cold water.

Lu Jingxue spoke lightly and felt glad for Li Mutian, but the debts of 740 source stones brought her great pressure.

It is already difficult to provide my younger brother and myself with the cultivation resources. There are no remaining source stones to pay off the debt. And within half a year, I have returned as many as 740 pieces...

Thinking of this, Lu Jingxue asked: "How did you earn your source stone?"

Li Mutian briefly explained what happened during this period.

Lu Jingxue pulled a few black threads down her forehead.

When she heard Tan Song's statement, she relaxed her eyebrows and Chu Ran smiled and sighed: "Since Teacher supports you, I won't say anything anymore. This world is the prey of the weak. As long as it doesn't affect your mood, I will let go. It's ridiculous that I went to Zhelong Mountain to fight to the death, and spent 11 days back and forth, but the resources I earned were several times less than you, and you only had two easy matches, which was speechless."

"So, Xueer, don't worry, you have to leave it to me, I'll support you." Li Mutian said with a smile.

Lu Jingxue felt warm again. He realized that Li Mutian called her nickname again and was about to show off his sister's attitude and teach her a lesson.

Suddenly, she felt several malicious gazes around her, gathering on the sword on Li Mutian's back.

Lu Jingxue said in a deep voice: "Let's go back quickly."

"Um."

Li Mutian also felt those bad eyes.

The two walked to the exit of the Hunter Guild.

"Mr. Mutian, please stay."

Wang Mazi, who had previously sang a double act and wanted to trick Li Mutian, caught up from behind.

"Is there something wrong?"

Li Mutian said lightly.
To be continued...