Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

A flash of joy flashed in Bai Mo's eyes. Both his major and minor were advanced to the second level, much earlier than he expected.

Strike while the iron is hot, the matter is almost finished, and turning the gains into strength is the top priority now.

First, take stock of the essence you gained from this transformation.

The total number is three thousand, which is the upper limit of this dead soul vessel. I am afraid that the person who made it never thought that someone would be bored enough to fill the dead soul vessel with essence.

After all, those things are hot-selling items, and when you get them, you want to use them on the spot.

The slave level has the most, with more than 1,800.

Feed the wind galaxy once, raise the level of the wind spirit bloodline again, and strengthen the star particles again. Nearly 600 of them have been used up, and one thousand and two are left. When Da Ju wakes up, his earth element has also reached a high level, so there is no need to add more. I went to great lengths to poke the monsters one by one.

Then he counted the number of warrior-level essences, eight hundred and five, and fed the wind spirit blood again, leaving the rest for Daju.

The rest are all commander-level remnant souls. There are only twenty-five souls, which cannot even reach the star of a nebula.

Bai Mo planned to keep it. He needed to make a soul-cultivating magic weapon. The Bai family's soul-cultivating magic weapon was made from the essence of the great commander. It was better than ordinary high-level soul-cultivating magic weapons, but the benefits were limited.

Like some core families, their soul-cultivating magic weapons often imprison the soul of a tribe, and the bonus to the cultivation effect it brings is terrifying.

Of course, a tribe cannot be full of souls, but quantitative changes can also bring about qualitative changes, not to mention that some soul-cultivating vessels have attribute blessings.

Bai Mo doesn't consider things like attribute blessing, but he has a tribe-level dead soul!

In this dead soul vessel, there are 325 remnant souls of the commanders, remnant souls of the commanders, and one remnant soul of the monarch. After subtracting the slave-level essences that Daju needs to use, there are still .

Not to mention putting all the spirits of the commanders in, but only half of them, one monarch's remnant soul, plus more than 300 remnant souls of the commanders, and 600 slaves' essences, it can reach the level of a tribe. After all, what kind of tribe is like this? So rich!

Just do what you say, Huo Tuo is an expert in this field, Bai Mo went directly to the Oriental Pearl Mage Tower to find him.

He heard that Bai Mo wanted to make such a high-quality soul-cultivating magic weapon. The difficulty of forging it alone was worth Huo Tuo's effort, so he agreed without hesitation.

"However, the main materials required for such a soul-cultivating vessel are not ordinary. I have some here. What attributes do you need? Just record it in the account then."

Huo Tuo touched his chin and added, "Of course, if you have it yourself, then you don't need to."

"Lao Huo, you know what I major in. Putting aside the issue of money, the first one is scarcity."

Bai Mo spread his hands and said, "Just use the pure crystal that has expelled the elements. I don't need attribute blessings. Of course, if you have something better, you can use it."

"I do have a high-quality non-attribute main material, this amount." Huo Tuo thought for a moment and slowly opened a hand.

"Fifty million?"

"Fifty million will only make you heard, five hundred million!" Huo Tuo glared.

The corners of Bai Mo's eyes twitched. Although he said he had a lot of essence, selling one commander's essence would cost 500 million, but he still had to use it himself.

Buying the Veins of the Galaxy in the ancient capital had already cost him all the bounty money he earned from hunting monsters and doing missions, and he still got a soul in exchange for it.

Wind spirits also need to feed soul seeds, or soul seeds, or soul seed fragments from time to time.

In short, it is not a cheap product. When Daju wakes up, he also needs higher-grade animal bone powder, blood essence, and elemental species. He is also a big player.

Oh yes, there is also the third contracted beast that we are about to find.

When I thought about it, I immediately didn't want to buy any high-quality soul-cultivating utensils. Thinking about it carefully, considering what the family gave me, and my own cultivation speed, it seemed that it wasn't too slow.

Even if you round up, it’s not much different.

Seeing Bai Mo's hesitation, Huo Tuo actually started to sell things, "Let me tell you, this fragment was obtained with great difficulty from a great mage. It contains very rich and pure energy, and the texture is special. You can still upgrade it in the future, but it will take a lot of effort for me to forge it, so I won’t make any money from you.”

"What is it? It's so precious. Take it out and take a look." Bai Mo was somewhat moved by the list but decided to see what it was first.

"No problem." Huo Tuo smiled. He could guarantee that Bai Mo would like him. As a blacksmith, he was very simple. How could he be in a business where he took advantage of every opportunity and cut corners.

Bai Mo watched carefully, and saw Huo Tuo taking out a highly sealed vessel from the back room, and then taking out a white tray from the vessel, with several pieces of dim yellow colored glass in the tray.

And then it was gone.

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Bai Mo's face was full of confusion, "What is this, glass shards?!"

"What glass ballast? This is a pure energy crystal, but the shape is a bit strange, and it also has some soul-absorbing properties."

Huo Tuo's beard was blowing, his eyebrows were raised, and he glanced at Bai Mo. He knew that Bai Mo was carrying the soul vessel, and said, "Just watch."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a faint green remnant appeared half a meter away from the glass-like crystal. As if being attracted, the remnant floated towards the glass and landed on it.

Bai Mo raised his eyebrows, a little surprised that it could really attract the remnants, and it did have a rich and pure energy. This was actually a good material for a soul-cultivating magic weapon.

"Are these all?" He pointed to the fragments of different sizes in the tray.

"They are all, what do you think? Just tell me if you want them." Huo Tuo grinned and carefully put them back.

"I want it. How soon can I get it?"

"If you jump in line, it will take two weeks. I have wanted to use this thing to build a soul-cultivating magic weapon for a long time. I have this plan in my head."

"Okay, I'll get it in two weeks."

Bai Mo didn't want to hear this man boasting, so he paid the deposit, kept the spirit he had planned in advance, and said goodbye.

He went to the auction house and sold four commander-level spirits and bought two soul seeds.

Now his treasure house has shrunk greatly.

There are only ten essences for the commander level, 600 for the slave level, and the warrior level remains unchanged.

On the street, a strange man lowered his head and kept looking at everything around him with a simple bronze mirror.

It just so happened that this person was very good-looking, so this strange behavior attracted the attention of others.

"What the hell is this?" Bai Mo shook the Gui Yanjian from left to right and tried every element of magic power, but to no avail.

He had visited half of the Magic City, specifically looking for the old place to visit, but there was no reaction from the Jianzi.

Could it also be random?

Or does it require Chaos Magic Energy to react?

Bai Mo pondered slightly. He remembered that Old Man Bao was practicing the Chaos System. Could Lingling's sheet be that of this crooked old man?

You can ask!

At noon the next day, Bai Mo sat opposite Old Man Bao, with a bronze mirror in front of them.

"There is indeed the power of chaos, but my chaos magic energy cannot activate it. Some special conditions may be needed."

Old Man Bao left Gui Yanjian with both hands and slowly came to a conclusion.

The weather was hazy and windless.

The yard surrounded by a fence was empty, and the flowers in the yard had all fallen. The wall-creeper was climbing on the fence, looking a little haggard.