Chapter 322 The Final Work Of Chase (Part Two)

"Oh, I see," Zen understood the entire concept.

'Heavenly essence is so precious that even people with lots of cubic crystals can't buy it as there have been only a few sellers of it for a long time.

And if a weapon refiner obtains heavenly essence, he would rather strengthen a spiritual weapon. High-level spiritual weapons are available for some people and they have been very familiar with their spiritual weapon. So it is reasonable to strengthen their spiritual weapon into fairy weapon directly rather than invest in this unfinished sword which may require an unsure amount of essence.

But this sword fits me well!

I have an abundance of heavenly essence. Even though I haven't learned all the weapon refining skills, the procedure of condensation is not difficult for me. I can surely give it a try!'

Zen was deep in thought for a long moment before he suddenly smiled and said to the shopkeeper, "I will buy this sword."

"What?" The shopkeeper didn't believe his ears, "Did you say you wanted the third sword?"

Zen nodded and replied in a serious tone, "Yes, I choose this sword."

"But," the shopkeeper hesitated realizing what Zen requested. In fact the shopkeeper didn't tell Zen the entire story. The sword actually should not be sold as Chase had pinned his dying hope on the sword. The middle-aged shopkeeper still remembered what Weapon Pavilion's boss told him: if there was really the person who could successfully turn the sword into a fairy weapon, the sword would be rewarded to him for free!

Sensing the shopkeeper's hesitation, Zen felt strange and he asked, "Is there any problem? Isn't the sword's price ten thousand cubic crystals? Do you request a higher price?"

"No, that's not the case

derstood that all his reactions were abnormal.

There were some women in the world, who could master the skill of flirtation perfectly., while some other women could cultivate themselves to use flirtation soon after they were born. Some high-level flirtation even could be used in fighting as a means to distract people. And what was more, someone could even control her opponent with just a look, making him to surrender without putting up a fight willingly!

Whether the woman's flirtation was gifted or practised was not important. In fact, Zen didn't mind it at all. But he knew for sure that he had been influenced by her. No wonder the middle-aged man dropped his head at once upon entering. He probably knew that his boss had a high-level flirtation skill.

After all, flirtation, just like some illusion, was to control people's mind by misleading them and reading them.

If one had a strong soul, he would not be naturally controlled by flirtation.

Zen blinked his eyes and soon his mind turned blank. With his ability of forgetting himself, the woman's flirtation had no influence on him at all. So he recovered within a second.