Tang Ling's idea is definitely a beating. Every time he buys something, he wants to have some chance. If this continues, he may tell Tang Long that his life ideal will become - I am quite the kind of cheating male protagonist in my previous civilization.

Of course, Tang Ling's idea was very beaten. But she was absolutely reliable in doing things.

He opened more than fifty rooms in different hotels on Sochi Island, spent hundreds of Zhengjing coins, and then asked the shops to send these bones to these places, and finally sent part of them to the ship he bought.

In this way, at least there will be no rumor in the market where bones are sold. Someone spent 200,000 yuan to buy the bones of low-level ferocious beasts.

Even according to the trading volume of the Sochi black market, 200,000 Yuanjing coins are nothing.

But a spark can start a prairie fire. Those who do not pay attention to details will eventually lose to details, which is also one of Tang Ling's mottos.

After buying these bones, Tang Ling still had more than 200,000 Zhengjing coins left. It turned out that the huge sum of more than 500,000 Zhengjing coins was so unsuccessful.

Tang Ling was very upset, but did he stop the rhythm of "buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, never!

So while Tang Ling sighed that spending money was like flowing water, she had already arrived at a trading area that felt like a large mine.

That's right, the theme here is very straightforward, it's the transaction of various minerals.

Tang Ling’s goal to buy here is also very straightforward, that is, to buy three super alloys. In theory, super alloys with three attributes, gold, fire and earth, are used together.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, what Tang Ling wants is three metallic alloys.

That’s right, Tang Ling’s purchase this time was aimed at the upgrade of the Blood Pu Sword.

He remembered that Boss Huang once said that to completely restore the Xuepu Sword to its former style, at least three pieces of super alloy are needed.

If you want to achieve perfection, you need ten superalloys.

If you want to completely restore the body of the Blood Pu Sword - the eighth-level fierce style, you can't beat a hundred pieces of super alloy.

Tang Ling didn't consider the last type. Even if he spent all his money, he would not be able to achieve this goal. Even if he achieved this goal, he could control the eighth-level ferocity plant? What a joke?

But Tang Ling was originally ambitious to restore the perfect state of the Blood Pu Sword, but the financial tension made him think about first letting the Blood Pu Sword restore its peak state when it became a sword.

Anyway, there is still room for improvement in the Blood Pu Sword in the future. Now you have to choose, you must choose the most needed attributes.

What is the most needed attribute? It is naturally metallicity. Its biggest function in the early stage is sharpness, and the effect of sharpness is to break defense, which is the most practical for Tang Ling.

After deciding on the goal, Tang Ling did not waste much time here. During the selection, he quickly chose three metal super alloys with the size of fists.

Although superalloys have always been precious resources, they are not rare in the black market. As long as you have money, you can choose the right one in minutes.

Superalloys are not classified into grades, but only purity.

The purity of these three super alloys of Tang Ling is about 60%, which is also considered a medium-sized product. It is more than enough to use it to restore the Blood Pu Sword.

But for the expense, Tang Ling's heart was bleeding again, because 37,000 Zhengjing coins said goodbye to him again.

But this is not the final cost of increasing the Blood Pu Sword. With the super alloy, a blacksmith needs to fuse it and improve it.

If Boss Huang is here, Tang Ling will definitely find a way to blackmail Boss Huang to do free work for himself.

However, Boss Huang is not here, Tang Ling’s choice is to spend money honestly.

The cost is more expensive than he thought. He provided the materials and only upgraded the Blood Pu Sword. If he wanted to use a 100% guaranteed master to take action, he would need 5,000 Zhengjing coins.

Nonsense, of course, you have to be 100% sure. Tang Ling won’t make big mistakes just to greed for small gains. He can’t afford the pain of losing materials.

So, Wuqian Zhengjing Bids once again tearfully farewell to Tang Ling.

"This sword has been practiced by the master. The difficulty of fusion has become smaller. Otherwise, it would be impossible for me to take action for 5,000 Zhengjing coins. At least 20,000 Zhengjing coins will be collected. I will get the sword in three hours later." The great craftsman of the blacksmith shop said to Tang Ling.

This surprised Tang Ling. Is Boss Huang so valuable to say? When Tang Ling realized this concept, the first feeling in her heart was not that she was moved, but that she regretted - why didn’t she let Boss Huang take action a few more times?

Tang Ling felt that he was losing money.

At this time, the things that must be bought have been almost done. After all, Tang Ling is in awkward state now. No matter how much resources he absorbs, he can only prepare for the subsequent promotion, and cannot improve his strength at all.

To forcefully improve combat effectiveness, you can only start with combat types and weapons, and you must also rely on external objects.

These all need to be piled up with money.

These are the ones I want to buy, but there is an important part of the plan that needs to be implemented, which is also the money that must be spent.

Tang Ling went to Sochi Black Market again, a place that seemed quite mysterious and even the light was much darker than other places - the intelligence trading market.

After coming out from here, Tang Ling waved his hand and spent another 50,000 yuan in Zhengjing coins.

This money did not exchange anything substantial for Tang Ling, but Tang Ling felt that the 50,000 Yuanjing coins could achieve the effect he wanted was already very good.

This money is worth spending.

At this time, Tang Ling, who had 580,000 yuan and a huge sum of Zhengjing coins half a day ago, only had more than 122,600 Zhengjing coins left on him.

Don’t forget that opening a room also cost Tang Ling more than 300 Zhengjing coins.

Only this money can be truly considered as money that Tang Ling can freely dispose of, but the consequences of this money will be spent.

Tang Ling was only planning to leave some fractions for himself to make the normal expenses after the black market was released.

Another four hours passed.

Tang Ling has five more combat skills, but unfortunately, these combat skills are not those written by combat masters, nor are they Luca's combat skills.

Just five are very practical, and are usually selected by most Purple Moon Warriors.

Moreover, these five combat skills are all of the same type of combat skills, that is, pace-like combat skills.

This kind of combat skill can slightly increase the dodge rate and speed through pace. Of course, two of them also come with tricks, but these tricks do not essentially increase speed, but only disrupt the enemy's vision and have achieved certain effects.

With Tang Ling’s remaining money, of course, you can buy better combat skills. But Tang Ling still understands the truth that greed cannot be eaten up. Besides, good combat skills require time to comprehend, and Tang Ling does not have this world.

In addition to combat skills, Tang Ling also purchased 5,000 units of 10,000 energy stones, as well as energy liquids that can directly increase energy reserves, and some miscellaneous things he thought could be used.

Now that the 580,000 Zhengjing coins are spent, there are only less than 5,000 Zhengjing coins left. With the fraction left by Tang Ling before, Tang Ling had more than 7,000 Zhengjing coins at this time.

Looking at the balance on the deposit badge specially purchased by the Sochi black market, Tang Ling was a little dazed. In less than a day, he had really changed from a wealthy man to a pauper? And if I remember correctly, I still owed a huge sum of 870,000 yuan? What did he buy?

Tang Ling only felt her head empty. It turned out that this is the feeling of being unruly shopping?

Having said that, what should be prepared is almost done, and it is time to leave the Sochi black market.

**

One day later.

An island belonging to the Poseidon family, a black ship quietly and silently sailed into the only port of the island before nightfall.

You can only find that the ship is not completely black, with stars on the black primer being moored and the sunset light is reflected on the side of the black ship.

Seeing such a pattern, anyone with a little knowledge will end up with the ship belonging to the Star Council.

Bibilikri was standing at the port, looking at the small ship with some enthusiasm.

What he hoped was that the reinforcements of the Star Council finally arrived. The first one was these talented teenagers of the Zhan generation, the real core of the Star Council.

After the ship stopped, a young man appeared at the bow of the ship. He glanced at Bibilikri, jumped off the ship and landed steadily on the dock.

The boy didn't look very eye-catching, but his clothes looked a little wild and unrestrained. The black leather jacket was wrapped around the chains and the open buttons directly exposed his chest.

"Elder, Zhan Wu is dead?" After getting off the ship, he walked towards Bibilikri and performed a perfunctory manner to Bibilikri.

Although he called out the elder, his tone did not mean much respect.

But Bibilikri didn't care. The boy who stood up with silver hair in front of him was Zhan Jiu, the best in the generation of Zhan's character.

If Zhan Yi is the well-deserved peak, Zhan Jiu will undoubtedly be a few people in the first echelon.

He is wild but not arrogant and stupid, but has a mystery that is hard to see through.

Such a junior will be the mainstay of the Star Council for a few years. How old is Bilikri? How could he be with him?

"Yes, he is dead. This is a true thing." Bibilikri showed a hint of sadness and a three-point heavy feeling.

While the two of them were talking, more than a dozen teenagers walked down from the boat one after another. There was no doubt that they were all geniuses of the last generation.

These teenagers may have their own personalities. They do not wear the uniforms of the Star Council, but wear their own unique clothes. After getting off the boat, they do not have any gathering actions, either one person or three or five people stay together.

But after hearing the conversation between Bibilikri and Zhan Jiu, he looked at each other at the same time.

"Idiot." After hearing Bibilikri's answer, Zhan Jiu shook the chains hanging on his body, then looked at Bibilikri and said, "I am not referring to the elder, but Zhan Wu. Although he is the worst combat power among us, he died like this and I am really sorry for the word Zhan."

"Tang Ling is not simple." Bibilikri lowered his eyes.

"Haha." Zhan Jiu suddenly popped up a dagger at the end of the chain. He took the dagger, licked the blade with his tongue, then smiled disdainfully, and said, "I'll kill him now."

"Zhan Jiu, don't be impulsive. According to the instructions, you need to rest here for a day. Add some things. I will not restrict your freedom after the action." Bibilikri pointed to the island behind him.

Zhan Jiu did not comment and did not mention that he would kill Tang Ling now, but looked behind Bibilikri.

Behind him was a huge, surrounded by white curtains, like a tent, but I didn't want the tent to have a cap.

Zhan Jiu looked at the place, held his breath and took a deep breath. He originally only had the air that was unique to the seaside, as if he really smelled something. After opening his eyes, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

At this time, a boy who looked extremely calm came over.

His silver hair was neatly combed behind his ears, smooth and neat, and even such a strong sea breeze did not make his hair messy.

He wore a standard uniform. Although it was not the type of dress, all the buttons were still meticulously clasped by him, and there was not even a trace of wrinkles on his body.

Seeing this young man approaching him, Bibilikri's eyes showed a trace of respect, which was not like the attitude that an elder should have towards the younger generation, nor the emotions that a fifth-level purple moon warrior should have towards a quasi-purple moon warrior.

But Bibilikri did this. Before the boy could say hello to him, he shouted diligently: "Seventh Master."
To be continued...