Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai tightly grasped the two silver coins in his hand. The cool touch of the silver coins penetrated through the skin of his palm and slowly penetrated into his heart, as if it brought a trace of tranquility to his originally impetuous heart. He strolled leisurely in the bustling mercenary market, which was crowded with people and noisy sounds, filling the entire space.

People of all kinds shuttled back and forth in the market, some loudly calling out their wares, others bargaining fiercely with stall owners, all kinds of sounds intertwined to form a unique and vibrant "market symphony". This noisy scene was like a surging ocean, engulfing everyone in it, and Wang Xunhai was just a drop of water in this ocean, moving slowly along with the crowd.

He looked around casually, but his eyes revealed a curiosity and expectation that could not be concealed. The scene in the market was like a colorful painting, slowly unfolding before his eyes. The stalls were filled with a wide variety of goods, including exquisite weapons, precious medicinal materials, mysterious magic props, etc., which were dazzling. The crowd was even more diverse, including burly warriors, mysterious magicians, shrewd and capable businessmen, and some unidentified adventurers. They had different clothes and spoke different languages, but they were all looking for their own opportunities in this vibrant market.

Wang Xunhai's footsteps slowly stopped in front of the alchemy furnace workshop. He slowly raised his head and stared at the slightly old sign in front of him. The words on the sign had become a little blurred due to the erosion of time, as if telling the former glory and vicissitudes of this workshop. Wang Xunhai squinted his eyes and carefully identified the words on the sign. Finally, he saw the name of the workshop. At this moment, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be weighing something in his heart. He knew that entering this workshop might change his destiny, but it also came with unknown risks.

After a moment, Wang Xunhai's eyes became firm, as if he had made up his mind. He took a deep breath and walked into the alchemy furnace workshop with steady steps. The workshop was filled with a strong smell of herbs and metals, and the walls were covered with various tools and drawings, giving people a strong sense of professionalism.

After entering the workshop, Wang Xunhai did not hesitate at all. He decisively took out two silver coins that he treasured and placed them on the counter. Under the light, the silver coins flickered faintly, as if telling of Wang Xunhai's determination. The owner of the workshop looked at the silver coins, then looked at Wang Xunhai, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes, then nodded, and handled the procedures for renting the alchemy furnace for Wang Xunhai.

Wang Xunhai successfully rented an alchemy furnace for one day. Then, he followed the staff's instructions and came to the room where the alchemy furnace was placed. The room was not big, but very tidy. The alchemy furnace stood quietly in the center of the room, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

Wang Xunhai walked into the room carefully and closed the door gently. He walked to the alchemy furnace, reached out and touched the furnace, feeling the slight warmth. Then, he carefully took out the thing he got from the bear from his arms - a crystal emitting a mysterious purple light.

The crystal was dazzling and radiant, like the brightest star in the night sky. Mysterious runes flickered on the surface of the crystal, and these runes seemed to be telling an ancient story. Wang Xunhai stared at the crystal, and his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the moment when he sold the pill.

It was a sunny day, and Wang Xunhai came to the market with a pill he had worked so hard to make. He originally thought that this pill could be sold at a good price, but the competition in the market was so fierce that his pill did not attract much attention. Just when he felt desperate, a mysterious businessman appeared. This businessman saw the value of Wang Xunhai's pill at a glance and was willing to pay a high price for it. Wang Xunhai hesitated for a while, but finally decided to sell the pill to this businessman. And now, the crystal in his hand may be the turning point of his fate.

Wang Xunhai knew that usually only large monsters would produce such precious crystals, and the quality of the crystals was often better than that of monster pills. However, things in the world are not static. If a small monster is strong enough to surpass a large monster, for example, the monster pills produced by a level 4 monster must be of better quality than the crystals produced by a level 3 large monster. However, the crystals of large monsters have a unique feature that small monster pills cannot match, which is that they can be embedded in weapons, thereby greatly improving the properties of the weapons.

Thinking of this, Wang Xunhai pulled out the knife from his waist without hesitation. The knife looked ordinary, the blade was a little worn, and the blade was no longer sharp, but it had gone through countless ups and downs with him and was his most loyal partner. He carefully examined the lines on the knife, his eyes moving back and forth between the handle and the blade. Should the crystal be embedded in the handle or the blade? This is indeed a question that needs to be carefully considered.

If the crystal is embedded in the handle, it is equivalent to giving the knife a powerful source of power, which can provide continuous power to the entire knife. In this way, he can swing the knife more easily in battle and exert more powerful attack power. Moreover, the handle is the key part of holding the knife. Embedding the crystal in the handle can better control the direction and strength of the knife, making him more handy in battle.

However, if the crystal is embedded in the blade, although it can improve the performance of the blade to a certain extent, the effect is obviously worse than embedding it in the handle. The blade is the part that directly contacts the enemy in battle. Embedding crystals in the blade can increase the sharpness and attack power of the blade, making it easier to break through the enemy's defense in battle. However, the blade is only a part of the weapon after all, and its importance is slightly inferior to that of the handle.

After all, there can only be one heart, but there can be multiple prosthetic limbs. Embedding the crystal in the heart, that is, on the handle, can maximize the power of the crystal, and its significance is naturally extraordinary. However, Wang Xunhai thought again that the blade is where the real role is played in battle. In a fierce battle, the blade directly confronts the enemy. If the performance of the blade can be improved, then the power of this knife in battle will be further enhanced.

Wang Xunhai fell into a long thought, and time seemed to stand still at this moment. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of entanglement and thought. The air around him seemed to become heavy, and the whole room was filled with a depressing and tense atmosphere.

He repeatedly weighed the pros and cons of the two options in his mind, trying to find the best solution. Various battle scenes kept appearing in his mind, imagining how the knife should work in different situations. He thought that if the crystal was embedded in the handle, then when facing a strong enemy, he could rely on the powerful force provided by the handle to give the enemy a fatal blow. However, if the enemy's defense is too strong and the blade's attack power is insufficient, then even with a strong force, it would be difficult to break through the enemy's defense.

On the contrary, if the crystal is embedded in the blade, the attack power of the blade will be significantly improved in battle, and he can break through the enemy's defense more easily. However, if his physical strength is too much in a long battle, the power provided by the handle becomes particularly important. If the power of the handle is insufficient, he may not be able to exert the true power of the knife due to lack of physical strength.

Wang Xunhai's thoughts were tangled like a tangled mess. He felt his mind was in chaos, as if two voices were constantly arguing with each other, making it impossible for him to make a decision. He shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his mind. He took a deep breath and carefully observed the knife and the mysterious crystal in his hand again.

After careful consideration, Wang Xunhai finally decided to embed the crystal on the blade. He felt that although the handle was the key part of the knife, the blade was where it really came into play in combat. Embedding the crystal on the blade would allow the knife to show even greater power in combat. He believed that his decision was correct and that the knife would become his right-hand man in future battles.

Wang Xunhai carefully embedded the crystal into the blade. His movements were very cautious, as if he was performing a very sacred ritual. When the crystal came into contact with the blade, a dazzling light instantly bloomed, illuminating the entire room. Wang Xunhai felt a powerful force coming from the blade, and he knew that his choice was right.

Then, he gently placed the knife into the alchemy furnace. The flames in the alchemy furnace burned fiercely, and the scorching temperature seemed to devour everything. The color of the flames gradually changed from the initial red to blue, and finally to white, and the temperature became higher and higher. Under the harsh tempering of this raging fire, the originally ordinary knife began to gradually change. Under the scorching of the flames, the blade slowly emitted a faint light, as if it was having a thrilling contest with the flames.

Wang Xunhai stared at the knife in the alchemy furnace, his heart full of anticipation. He knew that this was a critical moment, and the quality of the knife would be improved in the tempering of the fierce fire. He prayed silently, hoping that this knife could become a real artifact.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the flame in the alchemy furnace was still burning. Wang Xunhai's forehead was covered with sweat, but his eyes never left the alchemy furnace. Finally, after a long wait, the flame in the alchemy furnace gradually went out.

Wang Xunhai couldn't wait to open the alchemy furnace, and a wave of heat hit him. He wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, then reached out to take the knife out of the alchemy furnace. When he saw the knife, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the knife had been reborn and turned into a fly pattern knife.

The purple crystal on the blade reflected a dangerous cold light.