vrcanaries Chapter 910 - 4: The Spiritual Root Trail of the Black-Clad Female Physician
Chapter 910 - 4: The Spiritual Root Trail of the Black-Clad Female Physician
Sword Casting Manor.Outside, everyone was screaming like crazy; Ning Zheng even saw several shelter cities already setting off fireworks, celebrating the coming new era.
Of course, it was the Bone Demon Royal City and Ximen City taking the lead on the fireworks; when it came to ritual sense, these blacksmiths had never fallen short.
The future was predictable.
Whatever methods the neighboring Celestial Destiny World used to push forward a biological big bang, however they pinched out new species' Ancestors, they'd just copy it here.
If all went well, after the biological reboot and reopening of Heaven and Earth, they'd even follow the Celestial Destiny World's old routine: let that freshly Immortal-Becoming Immortal sit down for a Tao Discussion, leave a favor behind for the Ancestral Divine Beasts of the creation races, and then...
Ascend.
Go be a miner.
Have to admit, the image of Jiu Shui wearing a miner's helmet doing mine work was kind of something to look forward to.
Of course.
The transitional perfection period of a single Immortal-Becoming was several thousand years...
Was Jiu Shui really going to wait several thousand years?
Several thousand years wasn't long for a Self-Transformation Realm Cultivator who casually lived tens of thousands of years, but for Ning Zheng it was way too long; he just couldn't adapt to that kind of timescale.
"Just wait..."
"If people like Jiu Shui really need several thousand years to become Immortal... I don't even know what level I'll have grown to by then."
Ning Zheng pondered in his heart.
The blacksmiths of Sword Casting Manor were all busy today with the server launch, which made Ning Zheng open the Forum almost without thinking.
Right now the posts were flying by wildly; everyone was talking about the imminent server opening, and there were a bunch of people claiming to be employees of the "Sword Casting Manor" game company, dumping all kinds of insider info.
All sorts of posts openly spilling all kinds of hidden launch events: who was singing the theme song, how to obtain the hidden-plot newbie sword, what hidden easter eggs there were that day, how to trigger the hidden storylines.
A whole bunch of spoiler fiends.
Onlookers were roasting them madly as they read:
"Can someone do something about this? Didn't they sign NDAs? And they're leaking like this?"
"Hahaha, they're a bunch of free staff planners, and you expect them to keep secrets?"
"Ahhh, stop posting screenshots, I'm not looking, I'm not looking, I hate spoiler dogs the most!"
"Bro, even though they're calling it an open beta, it's only a few hundred people; basically there's no slot for you anyway."
"A few hundred people? This the hell is an open beta?"
"Can't be helped, according to insider leaks, 100 million Qi Fortune Coins lets you edit 100 slots in the game backend. They're doing a farming-flow game; now they earn over 100 million a day, that's equivalent to over 100 extra slots a day. Once they earn even more Qi Fortune Coins in the Late Stage, a few hundred a day? A thousand slots a day? Should be enough."
"The planners are insane! Handing operational rights over to those 1,000 closed beta guys as Newbie Village NPCs?"
"Maybe they're just broke (troll face)"
"No, this shows how high the freedom is. Farming games are the freest; all kinds of basic game functions are developed by us."
"I heard these free employees have already started expanding Sword Casting Manor. They're hollowing out a five- to six-thousand-meter-high mountain; even the original uninhabited mid-mountainside is starting to house people, with only the folks down in the Ghost Village at the foot of the mountain kept as they were."
"They're actually pretty particular about it; they know to preserve cultural heritage sites."
"Gotta have some natural landscaping as a bit of garnish, right?"
"You call that thing landscaping?"
"This landscaping... pfft. The Green Hat Manor has expanded, but can it even hold that many people?"
"You're too naive. That's a whole mountain; once you hollow it out, it can hold tens of thousands of people without even being crowded. And why can't a Newbie Village be that big? Who says a Newbie Village can't be massive!"
...
They were all rambling about a bunch of nonsense.
But fortunately, no one questioned the issue of 100 million for 100 player slots.
After all, if you thought about it, it made sense; they had no idea what the actual blacksmith slot price was.
Giving them over 100 million Destiny Value a day was a bit wasteful; better to recycle it.
Skipping over the open beta stuff, Ning Zheng turned his gaze toward the Celestial Destiny World on the other side.
It was still providing 12 to 13 billion Destiny Value per day.
Maybe that could be increased!
"After a big war, you've gotta tally the spoils. Even if I didn't fight, I still have the right to reap the benefits."
Ning Zheng rubbed his chin, musing, "That black-clothed female Physician comes from the Chaotic Body Era; she can resurrect Earth-bound Spirits with no CD. She's the perfect helper for building the Underworld in the Celestial Destiny World."
"I wonder if that side's Chronicles of Time royal tombs have any record of someone like her."
The resurrection speed for Earth-bound Spirits was usually on the order of several months. If he got his hands on that black-clothed female Physician, not to mention resurrecting them every day—that would burn too many resources.
Even once a month would already raise his profits by two to three times.
That was an absolutely insane number!
It would mean Ning Zheng could, in future, pull in three to four hundred billion Destiny Value a day.
Although when he reached that figure, it would also mean the Celestial Destiny World had pretty much been squeezed dry by him, because a world needed to develop; he couldn't just drain the pond to get fish.
"But with two to three hundred billion, for the value of a single world, why would I still need some motorcycle?"
Ning Zheng's eyes flashed bright; he had gradually picked up the blacksmiths' way of talking as he looked over at the Celestial Destiny World next door.
By this time in the Celestial Destiny World, several thousand years had already passed since the Night Emperor and the others had ascended. His two sons were ruling, but some chaos and turbulence seemed to have broken out.
The entire Taoist System had fully matured; Corpse Refinement, Talisman Making, Demon Hunting, and Ghost-Yielding had become mainstream in that world.
Yes, Ghost-Yielding as well.
That world had already undergone Spiritual Qi revival and Soul Bodies had appeared.
The reason was simple.
Those ubiquitous Metal Stone tombs did indeed absorb souls, but they had a saturation point.
The Daoist Civilization had exploded; so many Embers and Soul Bodies were pouring into those Forbidden Demon Metal Stones that they'd already absorbed to the point of overflowing. Ghosts and monsters had begun to appear between Heaven and Earth.
They were being assimilated by the Nine-State World, thoroughly degenerating into another bunch of gooey, rotting-corpse people.
"That world's Civilization seems to be undergoing another major upheaval, but it has nothing to do with me."
Ning Zheng only watched the other side's development over this period for a few moments, then contacted the non-Combat Professional blacksmiths over there.
Daojiu received the message.
He met the Manor Master across space via spatial ripples, listened, and exclaimed in surprise, "Chronicles of Time? Over these years we've basically finished excavating them; they've been turned into another ready-made Eighteen Layers of Hell."
"We kill them once a day; they resurrect, then we kill them again. It's become a perfect ancestral-tomb treasure ground for harvesting Destiny Value digits."
"But this black-clothed female Physician—there really isn't one..."
Ning Zheng was a bit disappointed when he got the news.
The black-clothed female Physician probably hadn't died in the Emperor's Tomb...
Or maybe, she had died badly and wasn't even buried in the Imperial Mausoleum after death.
After all, if a non-Combat Professional like you is riding on everyone's head, sooner or later there's going to be a reckoning.
Ning Zheng was in the same situation now: a mere little blacksmith had gotten the Phoenix Empress to dance for him. How arrogant was that? If you don't die, who does?
The blacksmiths' death-seeking tendencies were pretty intense too!
Normally, once a non-Professional like you gets replaced and more experts capable of forging Immortal Weapons appear, that's when they settle accounts with you.
Clearly, the portrait of the black-clothed female Physician in the artist's hand hadn't come from the Chronicles of Time Imperial Mausoleum; it had been secretly drawn while she was still alive back then.
"This is a headache."
"This kind of top-secret Spiritual Root going extinct is a huge loss for my Celestial Destiny World."
Ning Zheng mulled it over from all angles and still had Daojiu and the others carefully re-examine the Chronicles of Time, checking all the Chaotic Body Dynasty sites, ancient Embers, Physician side branches, even the national treasury, for any similar Lower Rank Spiritual Root.
Even if it was a Lower Rank Spiritual Root, a crippled one at that, he could still restore it.
Void Spirit Root creation without any foundation was a bit too taxing on Ning Zheng—very taxing, even.
At that point it was basically another kind of "wish-fulfillment omniscience and omnipotence": whatever Spiritual Root I want, that Spiritual Root appears. What's the difference between that and being a Creator God?
The price was too high and the cost-effectiveness way too low!
Even all of Ning Zheng's previous server updates and upgrades had been done by salvaging junk from the chaotic Void currents, picking up whatever was already there!
"Don't worry, my lord, we'll look into it."
Daojiu said excitedly, "Oh right, our recorded videos have already been sent over, right? We filmed ourselves forging iron and farming; we looked super cool, plus all kinds of blessing messages for the server launch."
Ning Zheng froze for a moment, then nodded and quietly closed it.
So they hadn't just invited Phoenix Yi to sing, they'd even gotten the idle adventuring party next door to send video blessings. They really knew how to play.