Chapter 322 127: Old Habit of Bragging - I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players - NovelsTime

I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players

Chapter 322 127: Old Habit of Bragging

Author: 300-Pound Smile
updatedAt: 2026-01-19

Under the official forum post, everyone is engaged in discussion, and the enthusiasm is unprecedentedly high.

All players have thoroughly enjoyed themselves.

A bunch of outwardly strong but inwardly weak trashy little blacksmiths forcibly crossed the large map to the Capital City, pretending to be Divine Craftsmen, and they actually succeeded!

Opening live streams, selling crazily!

Let's just ask, is this wave amazing or what?

They are merely middle-grade little blacksmiths, placed in a local city, just some inconspicuous mid-level professionals supplying weapons to small shops.

But now?

Step by step, each step is a miracle!

A single misstep would mean being shattered to pieces, yet they have carved out a path.

Especially those eight blacksmiths making big money, each one posting, bragging and showing off, sharing joy, making a group of people green with envy, envious to death.

"Awesome!"

"Renowned worldwide, we are just too cool."

"No hype, no slander, the era of great card drawing is coming; currently, a hundred Magic Coins for one draw, hitting twice in a row means striking it rich with 9800 Magic Coins."

"Oh my god, what are those eight blacksmiths planning to do with this money?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the loose cultivator Zhang Huaping next door, hunting in the wilderness, hasn't saved that much Magic Coins in a lifetime, right?"

"She's still saving money, wanting to support her daughter for school and planting a Spiritual Root. So you say: Madam, you don't want your daughter to have no money for school, right? I've got 9800 Magic Coins here, if you're willing... I also have a middle-grade Soul Separation Flower here with a market value of 1000 Magic Coins, I can give you..."

"Bastard!"

"The idea has reached Zhang Huaping."

"Who doesn't love the mature businesswoman beauty?"

"Hehehe."

...

Blacksmiths with money in their pockets are confident.

Money turns you bad, leads to various flashy operations.

"These people, really have unique thinking styles, making money and then thinking of these messy things..." Ning Zheng looked on speechlessly.

Normally, after making money, shouldn't they come to the commercial building I established and go on a spending spree?

Thousands of products there, available for purchase.

At least experience a wave of "random item blind boxes," drawing private items from those storage bags.

After which, he started pondering.

"The cost for crafting a Yin Yang Corpse-Slaying Sword divine weapon is very low."

"The Artifact Spirit of a blacksmith is basically free... Black Magic Copper is also free."

"The only thing limiting our quantity is the Black Magic Copper."

The Magic Copper mine is still producing normal Magic Copper.

Black Magic Copper only takes up 5%, the output is not high.

And without Black Magic Copper for divine weapons?

Ning Zheng thinks it's not feasible.

Even low-tier divine weapons require some high-tier materials that should be used.

If you use nothing, in the eyes of outsiders, it's simply a scam.

Black Magic Copper perfectly matches the attributes of Embers, boosting attributes by up to 40%, which is a very frightening number.

It can also be similar to a Magical Artifact "Artifact Heart" material, capable of continuously improving with artifact upgrades, indispensable.

Originally, the youth version of divine weapons was youthful enough.

Remove Black Magic Copper, and reduce performance by 40%, it really doesn't count as a divine weapon.

The reputation of Divine Craftsmen cannot be ruined.

"It seems we still need to nourish Gao well."

"No idea if consuming various Pill Medicine will increase the yield?"

Ning Zheng pondered.

Gao, the sect leader of an Ancient Holy Land...

Unfortunately, the heart is hidden away.

Ning Zheng closed the post on Nightly Frenzied Cultivation Sixth Body, and then clicked on a few other posts, quickly browsing through them.

All of them talk about various intelligence information related to the mountain estate.

"Simulation City Management: City Construction Issues of Linmen!"

"The Development Problem of the Shop!"

"Great Collection: High-profile Names of our Divine Artisan!"

...

Ning Zheng browsed for quite a while.

Among them, it talked about the development of The Shop, Dizzy Patrol Envoy, rebuilding Linmen.

The shop, Ning Zheng has recently been cautious about going, that mysterious King Xinyi has become the new owner of Linmen.

The former owner Li Wanqi, even if resurrected, would likely face punishment and exile.

Just afraid the White Robe lady becomes the owner of Linmen, which is really frustrating!

He thought for a while and then peacefully absorbed the energy obtained from Three Flowers.

...

...

The night is as smooth as water.

A coder who was bought home as a weapon can also be considered an old blacksmith.

An unremarkable farmer, he is considered a founding hero of the Spirit Farmer District.

If it weren't for his farming talent being lesser than that of the Mudworker, this Spirit Farmer District leader should have been him, the coder.

But he's no longer envious now.

Because he has successfully undergone a second transformation into a Divine Weapon.

He walked out of the massive sandbox map outside and saw an incredibly splendid world.

He is now in a luxurious mansion, with small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, and towers.

His master, from a large elder family of the Holy Land in Doukou Continent, although this large living area deep in the mountains can't compare to the heritage of Continent City.

But this vast living area is their Holy Land's own!

"Master, you are truly handsome."

The coder said: "I like farming, I don't know..."

That damn Hairpin Lady next door, her master helps her find resources, so why can't I?

I also want my own personal space and recreational facilities.

"Of course you can." His master, a handsome young man, pondered for a moment.

Farming?

He couldn't imagine a sword growing arms and legs, bending over and farming time and again.

But personal hobbies are understandable.

Usually, when not going out, throwing the sword home to farm is no problem at all.

"It seems the effect is not bad, the Artifact Spirit is also very gentle..." The boy's father nearby looked on, satisfied, "The creatures that love farming were very patient in life, very honest and hardworking..."

"Embers, maintain pre-life logic, this villa surely has advanced Spirit Farmers, training these Money Children, ensuring these Artifact Spirits obey pre-life commands."

"This weapon is detailed everywhere. Previously, Ash Artifacts were not favored because the Embers were very random and disobedient."

This Great Cultivator analyzed continuously: "But these Money Children are different."

In fact, blacksmiths are very obedient Embers now.

No way, they were like this in life.

See an NPC, flatter them first, crazy increase in favorability... This belongs to their logical pattern.

His son hit the jackpot, stole the limelight!

Even those enemies and friends next door, frantically contacted him, making him very prestigious in the social circle.

"Master!"

At this time, the coder looked at this father and son, and said very coolly:

"Please follow me to strike the Nine Heavens, to rush into Nine-States, battle the formidable enemies of the world."

"Please follow me to flatten the secret realms of the Ancient Forbidden Areas, the Imperial Mausoleum, to pluck one by one the Jade Pearls left by history! Bring peace to the world!"

The young man was spoken into a passionate fervor and couldn't help but wield the sword: "Good sword, you and I will conquer the world together! Make a name in the Nine-States!"

"Endure hardship to become a superior person."

The coder grew even cooler: "I will supervise the master's cultivation daily in the future, practicing twelve hours a day, working overtime to attend classes, I will prepare a schedule for you..."

The young man's expression changed dramatically.

How can this weapon be so unique?

The nearby boy's father sat on a grandmaster chair, clapping his hands with laughter, looking more and more satisfied: "Good sword, just keep an eye on my son like this, destined to conquer the world together with him! Fame across the Nine-States!"

"I will." The young man, after changing his expression several times, finally made up his mind to strive for his ideals.

He had obtained a Divine Weapon.

He had already become the most outstanding kid in the eyes of his peers.

He felt like the protagonist in a storybook, after gaining a fortuitous encounter, he would surely make a name for himself.

"Master! Striving changes destiny, ambition illuminates life!" The coder earnestly encouraged, offering spiritual "chicken soup", while secretly smirking ghoulishly inside.

Passionate young man, you'll soon find out that if you're willing to bear hardships, there's an endless supply of hardships to bear.

Immortal cultivation is just like that!

As long as you roll up your sleeves, wouldn't you fear not being able to eat and drink your fill in the future?

Study well, cultivate hard, earn more resources for me!

After transforming into Blade, Spear, Sword, and Halberd, a new gameplay has already emerged:

——It's finally my turn to exploit my master.

Henceforth, call me the little genius child weapon.

Let your household's child win at the starting line!

We are the optimal choice for all the top power parent-members!

At this moment, the young man suddenly hummed, immediately taking off: "Let me attempt Sword Flight."

At this moment, as soon as the coder rose into the air, he panicked, screaming, "Too fast, too fast, no!"

"I am afraid of heights, I am afraid of heights!"

The coder staggered erratically, disobedient, causing several near-falls for the young man above.

Eventually, using mana to conceal this weapon's external perception, it finally stopped.

"There's still a bit of a flaw." This father paused silently.

A Flying Sword actually afraid of heights...

Who can tell me what's going on?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, those present could hardly believe what they saw in the sky.

But they didn't know, blacksmiths are just like this.

Liking to boast, as pampered modern people truly in actual battle, they are cowardly, not even daring to touch the meat field in the dormitory, fear of heights being a normal operation.

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