Age of Adepts

A Tier 5 Advanced Soul Beast and a Tier 5 Primary Evolvable Soul Armament were still able to tell which was lighter and which was heavier, Calron was able to tell.

Seeing Grim reveal so many Tier 5 materials, Caron's entire heart was bleeding madly.

Was it so easy to get to the 5th rank materials?

Even if it was a rank 5 Grand Sorcerer, he would have to take a risk and fight to obtain such high level materials. Otherwise, they would only be able to obtain some of the edges of 5th rank creatures. And how could one make something truly high level by piecing it together from the east.

"Alright, alright! With this ontological soul crystal, the probability of concocting an advanced level has increased considerably. I estimate that after the production is completed, if the calamity inside the soul crystal can be successfully triggered to turn into a calamity aura, the probability of the witch beast being a Tier 5 Intermediate is 60%, and the probability of being a Tier 5 Advanced is 40%..." carefully analyzed by Caron from his professional point of view.

Grim nodded his head in satisfaction, and the conclusion that the chip analyzed was similar to Caron's estimation. At Level 5, the most difficult aspect of modulating a high level item was no longer the compatibility of attributes, but rather the display of the rule power imbued within the sorcery material.

The higher the level, the more difficult it was to handle the sorcery materials, and the sorcerers even created a material science for this purpose, which was a profound discipline specializing in how to preserve and activate the biological activity and maximize the power of the rules of the materials.

If the remains of such a high quality multi-armed giant were given to the Witch Demon Kangonas, it could be cannonized into a 5th level undead. However, the earth rule power and calamity power impregnated in the material was obviously not compatible with the death power, and the loss of battle power would be very high.

By the chip's projection, transforming it into an undead would be good enough to preserve its 5th-rank primary battle power!

This Caron in front of him, who dared to speak such lofty words, was obviously also very confident in his exquisite biological modulation skills and means.

"Since Master Caron is so confident, I wonder what price it would take to help me refine such a witch beast?" At this point, even Grim was a bit heavy.

The refining work was so difficult that an ordinary 4th stage sorcerer would naturally be unable to manage it, and the cost of hiring a 5th stage great sorcerer would definitely not be small.

Hearing this question, Caron also couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Only after a long time did he say softly, "Thirty million magic crystals, 1,500 Sith Source Material, that's the price, it can't be any less! Of course, if you can bring out a 5th rank intermediate biological material as payment, I can help you refine it for free. If it's a 5th rank primary, you'll need two copies..."

"Magic crystals and source material, then! I can still get this price out."

Thirty million magic crystals, this was already equivalent to ten years of the Crimson Family's total bit earnings. And fifteen hundred Sith Magic Crystals was even more like searching *net* the entire middle to be able to put together.

But these were not a problem for Grim yet.

After all, after staying in the central part for so long, this resource reserve is still there!

Since the agreement was successful, Caron immediately drew up a sorcery contract in the void with his hand and then branded his own soul mark. And after checking that there were no problems, Grim also put his own soul imprint on it.

With the two of them's power levels, even a sorcery contract secured by a bit of consciousness wouldn't be able to fully restrain them anymore. Therefore, their contracts were secured by their personal origin rules, and if they violated the contractual agreement, they would personally suffer the backlash of their origin rules.

This also meant that Caron would no longer be able to harness the Earth rules, and Grim would be unable to harness the Fire rules. It sounded simple, but it was the strongest binding force on the great sorcerers who lived by the rules.

No one dared to joke about their origin rules, not even in jest!

With the contractual guarantee, Grim also felt at ease transferring the remains of the Dobby Giant, the Petrified Crystals and the Soul Crystals to the Caron Wizard. For these top-grade materials to exert their strongest power, just the activation treatment of the materials would take a lot of effort and a long time.

Therefore, I'm afraid that Grim would need to wait a few more years if he really wanted to get the finished product.

After getting out of the Caron residence, Grim hesitated for a moment, and then walked faithfully to the lower level of the Giant Rock Castle. That was the most active area for the 3rd and 4th level witches, and it was also the most crowded area of the castle's trading market.

The trading area on the fifth floor of the Giant Rock Castle.

The Beast Slaying War had been going on for over seventy years, and the number of orcish bits that had been broken by the witches during that time had been as high as 134. Many of the rare resources lost from these broken bits had fallen into the hands of the high-ranking witches involved in the bit wars.

Therefore, even though many of them were not of high rank, they might still have some unexpected treasures, rarities or biological materials in their hands by coincidence.

Therefore, in many cases, those high and mighty sorcerers would secretly disguise themselves and go to these lower level markets to buy some cheap resources.

Grim used the Flame Law to transform his body into a strong man with a full beard, and only then did he blend in with the crowd, wandering all the way inside the market.

In all seriousness, the higher the level, the more primitive things actually became instead.

Most of those basic resources and materials were hung inside the information tower inside the castle, but the more arcane or unidentifiable items would have to be sold in the form of a stall.

Therefore, many high-ranking sorcerers would set up a stall in the trading area with a few odd and strange items placed on it, and then wait there silently. And in order to find the true 'treasures' out of so much mud and rubble, one would have to test the buyer's eyesight.

Grim walked along with a smile on his face, seemingly unconcerned, but the depths of his dark red pupils were flickering blue, unceasingly and quickly scanning the items on the stalls.

Energy radiation intensity, residual elemental fluctuations, surface pattern characteristics, basic material analysis, force field ripple frequency... With multiple detection methods, as long as these items did have something special, it would be impossible for them to escape the chip's scanning and perception.

After walking for a moment, Grim finally stopped at a roadside stall.

The owner of the stall was a 3rd level elemental sorcerer who was holding a book of sorcery and flipping through it in boredom. On top of the stall's black cloth were three completely bizarre looking items, and it was hard to tell their purpose from their appearance.

The first item appeared to be a piece of armor that had fallen off a pair of gauntlets, with fuzzy magical patterns and faint elemental fluctuations remaining on it. According to the identification of the chip, it should be a remnant of some sword armor, and since it wasn't the core part, it was of low value.

Aside from the metal material having some research value, it was of little use otherwise.

The second one was a tungsten steel longsword with a long, narrow, flat and bladeless blade. No magical patterns were carved on it, nor were any magical gems inlaid, it was simple and plain as a piece of mortal iron.

But for some reason, when Grim's gaze fell on it, there was always an aggressive sharpness of imminent coldness.

The third one, on the other hand, was a pitch-black stone, the size of an egg, with a surface as smooth as a pebble, and also similarly imperceptible of the magical elements.

Seemingly sensing that Grim's gaze wouldn't stop darting over a few items, the wizard stall owner hurriedly put away his books and smiled at the side.

The sorcerers who could hang around here were no fools. Although Grim had changed his appearance and converged his rule breath, that sorcerer stall owner couldn't perceive his sorcerer rank in the slightest.

That was enough of an explanation!

The one who could stage-manage this trading market was either a 4th rank or one of those prosperous great sorcerers. Thus, the vendor sorcerer steadied his mind and enthusiastically took the initiative to introduce them.

"This lord, these are all from those orc bits, I wonder which one you are interested in?"

Grim first picked up the longsword and perceived it up close, and indeed did not perceive any elemental breath. However, the imminent coldness of the coldness still chilled his brow, and although there was no blood on it, there was always a puff of blood fury.

"What kind of sword is this, it doesn't seem to be a magical weapon?"

The vendor sorcerer smiled and explained, "This is indeed not a magical weapon, but a ferocious sword that possesses 'blood energy'. Its owner was once a peak 4th rank Sword Saint, and has already infused a small half of his will into the longsword intact, which is why it looks a bit different."

A Sword Saint?

Grim frowned slightly.

It was one of the more common combat professions in the orcish realm, and only the best of the best within the orcish warriors could advance. Most of their weapons were a one-handed greatsword with no hint of elemental power, known for their superb explosive power, and any caster's elemental barrier was as fragile as an eggshell in front of them.

"Then what about this black stone?" Grim put down his longsword and finally focused his gaze on the black stone.

According to the chip's perception, a hint of rule breath was even detected on this thing. Anything that could bring its own rules breath was a good thing.

"I don't know..." the vendor sorcerer scratched his scalp and said bitterly, "These items were obtained from a Sword Saint. Our squad also went to great lengths to kill him, so I split these three items. As for what exactly is this black stone? I also wanted to appraise it, but the appraisal fee listed over at the Information Tower was three hundred thousand magic crystals...so I had to give up!"

Grim listened sideways as he held the black stone in his hand and examined it repeatedly.

In the end, he finally decided that it should be a seed!

Now the question was whether the rule breath on this seed was from its proximity to certain areas or whether it was inherent in its native characteristics. If it was the latter, then this seed should be classified as a 5th rank material as well.

"Say, how many magic crystals do you plan to sell this for?" Since there were doubts, Grim didn't hesitate to take action.

"Since this thing needs 300,000 magic crystals just for appraisal, I think its original value should be... no less than 1.2 million!" Seeing the arrival of a big patron, the stall owner wizard was busy lionizing himself and uttered an 'astronomical price' that he himself blushed a little.

1.2 million magic crystals... didn't seem too expensive!