Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

As a matter of fact, at the moment, Zen had over that amount of heavenly essence. Last time when he owned more than 600 drops of heavenly essence, he entrusted the auction of 50 drops to Wurth, indicating that he still had over 500 drops left with him. On another occasion, when he refined the Streamer Sword, it cost more than a hundred drops. Adding up all of these, including the bottle with a hundred drops of heavenly essence in his hand currently, Zen had a total of 400 drops of heavenly essence remaining.

"Since it's so popular and in demand, should the hundred drops be divided into two fifties and sold at two separate auctions or sold entirely at one auction? Which way suits you better?" Zen inquired with an apparent tone of curiosity.

"Well… Well, of course, the best bet is to sell it as a whole at one auction!" Owing to a sudden burst of excitement, Wurth spoke out in an abrupt high pitch, but he quickly covered his mouth and looked around carefully, turning his chubby head twice in a bid to check if someone was paying close attention to what he just said. After all, he could not expose the secret of his business, that the heavenly essence he auctioned was being procured from Zen.

Upon seeing his cautious behaviour, Zen was amused as he briskly responded, "Don't worry. Nobody was paying attention to our conversation!" As Zen's strength of soul was far more powerful than that of other outer disciples of Drizzle Peak and Wurth, even if he closed his eyes, he could easily detect if anyone was paying any attention to him.

"If any weapon refiner wants to upgrade a low-grade fairy weapon into a medium-grade fairy weapon, 50 drops of heavenly essence may not be enough. Hence, in their refining process, no weapon refiner will have the thought to save even a single drop of essence they have, that is to say, they will utilize all the heavenly essence into the furnace in one shot. The more amount of heavenly essence, the higher the success rate will be," Wurth explained what he thought in detail.

For example, if 50 drops of heavenly essence were mixed with a single low-grade fairy weapon for refining, the odds for its successful upgrade to a medium-grade fairy weapon was only approximately 20%, but if a hundred drops of heavenly essence were to be added, the odds of that success would witness a sharp increase to about 50%.

value of a hundred drops of heavenly essence, in fact, was way more than that of 50 drops

when Zen refined the Streamer Sword, he poured all his heavenly essence into the refining process, which could be termed as the right way to refine a sword. Nevertheless, he poured the essence all over the sword instead of focusing on the primary parts, which was considered a great waste of the valuable essence. Thus,

a rather sincere tone. Soon after that, Zen

small bottle, like a hundred elves, emitting a silver-white glow. It appeared so alluring. Upon seeing so much heavenly essence, Wurth too felt a little overwhelmed, as he wondered where Zen got a hold of so much

and petty to indulge in any gossip about it. After carefully putting it into his Space Ring, he smiled and politely said, "Zen, thank you for the opportunity. I will

was surely over a hundred drops. With that thought, he guessed that Zen had discovered a

another two hundred and fifty-two thousand cubic crystals earned from the auction, which was really a timely intervention

000 points. Barely with any remaining, he rushed to the Seven Star

martial arts. The only difference was that Lake of the Magical Fish, which was built decades back, could only accommodate one person at a time to practice, while Seven Star Sword Light Platform

of people could practice together at Seven Star Sword Light Platform at one time, then unlike the long waiting period in the Lake of the Magical Fish, he might not need to wait at all. Before that moment, when Zen went to Lake of the Magical Fish, he often had to wait outside for several hours altogether as someone was practising inside. What was worse, sometimes, he had to wait for many more hours, because someone else had reached before him and was waiting for a longer

price, not to mention that hundreds of points