Evening.
A knock sounded at Su Qing's door.
"Who is it?" Su Qing called out.
"Master Su, Master Su."
"Come in."
A male Cultivator pushed the door open and walked straight in.
He spoke urgently, "Master, can you repair a Tier Two Magical Artifact?"
"A Tier Two Magical Artifact?" Su Qing frowned, looking at the young man. He was in the Qi Cultivation Realm. He was somewhat handsome, but not strikingly so.
'Which family's young master is this?'
'A Qi Cultivation Realm cultivator with a Tier Two Magical Artifact?'
"I can. And as you know, my price has never been Spirit Stones," Su Qing said confidently, nodding.
The man understood Su Qing's meaning at once and took a few strange items out of his Storage Ring.
[Broken Dragon Beard: The beard of a Tier Three Chi Dragon, containing a trace of dried Dragon blood.]
[Amber-Colored Gel Strip: A long strip of soft gel, seemingly containing trace amounts of Human Race fluid.]
...
'Ew...'
