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The Xuan Shui Python is full of treasures; this is not an exaggeration from Qin Fang, it's ironclad fact...

Even the Golden Crested Snake is considered full of treasures, and the Xuan Shui Python is several levels above it, an absolute treasure.

However, if you ask what is most precious about this Xuan Shui Python, it would definitely be its python skin which is practically indestructible.

So peeling off the python skin is a meticulous task that only Qin Fang and Monk Wukong can handle using two divine swords.

"Old Ji, Qingshan, don't just stand around..."

However, the Xuan Shui Python has other treasures, and naturally, Qin Fang won't let Ji Xiang and Song Qingshan idle. He had prepared weapons for them to collect some important treasures too.

For example, the two enormous fangs of the Xuan Shui Python, not only are they incredibly hard, but also quite huge, and they're quite poisonous.

Once removed, they can immediately become ready-made weapons with minimal processing, rivaling any divine weapon.

The snake gallbladder has tremendous medicinal value, along with snake blood and snake eyes; in short, aside from the snake meat not being very useful, everything else is a treasure and must not be wasted.

Previously, seeing the Xuan Shui Python coiled up, one could tell it was enormous, but once Qin Fang and Monk Wukong laid it flat, they realized it was exceptionally large.

In terms of length alone, it was about fifty meters. The two worked painstakingly for over two hours just to peel the python skin...

This workload was considerable; even Ji Xiang and Song Qingshan couldn't help but be surprised... In comparison, their tasks seemed much lighter.

When Qin Fang completely peeled off that enormous python skin, rolled it into a large piece, just the snake skin weighed over a hundred pounds... This was after careful peeling by Qin Fang and Monk Wukong, and if not done carefully and hastily peeled, who knows how heavy it would have been.

"Finally done, I'm exhausted..."

Once the python skin was peeled off, both Qin Fang and Monk Wukong lay on the ground, unable to muster the strength to move; it was truly exhausting.

If not for the Xuan Shui Python being dead, with its flesh somewhat softened, peeling it wouldn't have been so easy, and who knows how tired they would have been.

"But this kind of fatigue is very worthwhile..."

Although Qin Fang was tired, he wore a radiant smile, and Monk Wukong was the same; this python skin was truly worth its weight in gold.

"Indeed, using this python skin to make protective soft armor might not be inferior to the Heavenly Silkworm Silk Armor you have on…"

Qin Fang wearing Heavenly Silkworm Silk Armor is known among Monk Wukong and his companions, but aside from envy and jealousy, they can only be jealous.

The Heavenly Silkworm Silk Armor is so rare that the martial world has but a few pieces; even wanting one is out of their reach.

But now, with such a large piece of python skin from the Xuan Shui Python, there's enough to make protective soft armor for each of them and still have a surplus, how could they not be delighted?

"It's a pity we're in Japan now, otherwise I'd take this python skin back to ask Master Mingkong to make it for me... He's the top craftsman in the martial world..."

Thinking of this, Monk Wukong said somewhat regretfully.

Master Mingkong from Shaolin Temple is not only a high monk of the Buddhist Sect but also a renowned craftsman in the martial world, expert in weapons, soft armor, etc.; besides top experts from Thousand Gate, few could surpass Master Mingkong!

"No need to be disappointed! This time I'll personally handle it; the protective soft armor I'll produce won't be inferior to Master Mingkong's!"

Upon hearing Monk Wukong's words, Qin Fang was nonchalant.

Even though he hasn't crafted such armor before, he has his methods. Craftsmanship is a skill from Thousand Gate, and at a Grandmaster level, it's certainly not inferior to Shaolin Temple's Master Mingkong.

This Japan trip for Qin Fang and his group was fraught with danger, living on the edge of life and death almost constantly. One more layer of protection means greater safety.

Now that they have the Xuan Shui Python's python skin, there's no reason to waste it; making protective soft armor promptly to safeguard every partner's safety is paramount.

Moreover, Qin Fang, though not a tailor, knows crafting protective soft armor isn't like making clothes; it doesn't require much skill, as long as the material is properly treated and prepared.

Python skin is naturally for making soft armor; Monk Wukong and the others aren't greedy, one each is sufficient, and Qin Fang surely won't treat them unfairly.

As for the large remaining piece, it will naturally be kept for Qin Fang… They understand this clearly, were it not for Qin Fang taking action, they couldn't have handled the Xuan Shui Python.

Not even considering taking down the Xuan Shui Python, survival itself would have been in question!

"Right, speaking of this, I suddenly remembered. I recall that the python was about to attack you, but then there was a mysterious roar that seemed to scare the python away... What exactly happened there?"

Monk Wukong wasn't someone easily fooled. Earlier when the situation was critical, his thoughts were occupied with survival, so he didn't think much about it.

But now that things had calmed down, some details slowly began to emerge, and Monk Wukong couldn't help but inquire about it. Ji Xiang and Song Qingshan also turned to look over curiously.

In such a dire situation at the time, if it weren't for that strange roar, Qin Fang might have already fallen... It's not that they wished for Qin Fang's demise, but the event was indeed too bizarre.

"Haha... I don't know either!"

Qin Fang chuckled and said nonchalantly, "It scared me too at the time, I thought another fiercer beast appeared."

Little Dragon was Qin Fang's secret weapon. Even though Monk Wukong and the others were his closest companions, some things were better left unsaid.

Besides, Little Dragon's existence was quite fantastical, saying it out loud might not even be believed, so it's better to keep silent.

Monk Wukong and the others were taken aback and glanced at Qin Fang deeply but ultimately didn't press further. Everyone has their secrets; since Qin Fang didn't want to talk, it was inappropriate to ask more.

However, Song Qingshan furrowed his brows, seemingly recalling something, and his eyes suddenly lit up, instinctively glancing towards Qin Fang.

What met Song Qingshan's gaze was a sharp look from Qin Fang and a subtle shake of the head...

That small movement, though minor, made Song Qingshan understand.

Because he understood, Song Qingshan knew he shouldn't mention it. Anyway, he usually wasn't very talkative, so his silence didn't seem odd to anyone.

"Old Ji, keep that pair of poison fangs for me. I see you don't have a handy weapon. I'll craft a pair of daggers for you later... You can discard that scrap metal you have!"

Qin Fang didn't want Monk Wukong and the others to dwell on the matter, so he quickly changed the topic, smiling at Ji Xiang.

"You can do that?"

Ji Xiang was slightly taken aback and exclaimed in surprise.

The poison fangs were in Ji Xiang's possession, and he was planning to wait until after the trip to Japan to find a good swordsmith to forge a pair of top-quality daggers.

Ji Xiang wasn't as resourceful as Monk Wukong or even Song Qingshan. He didn't have many resources, and even his weapons were made of alloy materials, which were quite sturdy and sharp, considered quite good...

But comparisons are unfortunate; when compared, Ji Xiang felt a bit humbled!

The daggers he had before couldn't compare to Qin Fang's Flowing Shadow Divine Sword at all; one had already been sliced through by it.

Not just that, even compared to Song Qingshan's Xuanyin Divine Claw, they were several levels inferior. A brief clash left Ji Xiang's daggers defeated.

That's why, when Ji Xiang obtained the Xuan Shui Python's poison fangs, his first thought was to take them without hesitation.

"I'm not a top-tier craftsman, but making a pair of top-quality daggers for you is not a problem..."

Qin Fang gave Ji Xiang a disdainful look but understood his thoughts, so he wasn't too bothered.

Since acquiring the fusion upgrade task for the Flowing Shadow Divine Sword, Qin Fang discovered he had gained a "Crafting" skill. Although the skill wasn't very prominent and wasn't of much use, it was necessary for Qin Fang.

Until now, he hadn't needed it much, and he was too lazy to level it up. But when necessary, he could instantly elevate the crafting skill to advanced level, or even straight into grandmaster level...

Now, Qin Fang had accumulated quite a lot of experience points, so he wasn't worried about lacking proficiency!

With this skill at hand, Qin Fang could craft Ji Xiang's desired top-quality daggers himself, so why wait?

"Alright, I'll leave it to you then..."

Ji Xiang was straightforward, having spent time with Qin Fang, knowing he wasn't one to make baseless claims and was very assured, immediately nodding in agreement.

"Young Master Qin, what about these items? How should they be handled?"

Song Qingshan proactively displayed the remaining items to Qin Fang and asked.

These items were extremely valuable, rare finds, but weren't of much use to the group; only Qin Fang could make use of them.

"I'll hold onto these for now... Once I gather the medicinal ingredients, I'll prepare an elixir batch for everyone. It'll definitely be quite a surprise!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)