Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 219 A Gift from an Elder

Several hours passed in the blink of an eye. Although he did not enter the path of cultivation in this short time, Zhang Yuan did not feel disappointed at all.

Thanks to Barberton's overview, he now finally has a clearer understanding of the future path of the Sword Saint class, and is no longer like before, using the title of Sword Saint to do the work of a lowly warrior.

As for the cultivation of Qi?

Don't expect to achieve success overnight, and don't underestimate yourself.

The mediocrity of perception attributes is a fact that cannot be changed in the short term. It is unrealistic to expect rapid progress. Even minor achievements will require time to hone.

There's nothing to complain about. Human nature is inherently limited, and Zhang Yuan, who has already benefited greatly from his system's top-tier warrior aptitude and Qi Seed, has no reason to ask for more.

He already has his own plans regarding his own cultivation.

"What? Boss, you're saying you're going to stay here for a whole week? And we're going to head to Deepwater City first?"

Kagan widened his small eyes, trying to express his surprise.

Upon hearing this news, the other teammates were also unsettled, and they all cast questioning glances at their captain.

Zhang Yuan sighed and frankly told his teammates about the opportunities and problems he had encountered. Then he explained some things, the gist of which was very simple: make money!

“Before I send you away from Cloud City, I will temporarily entrust the storage bag to you, Nancy.” He looked at the female thief, ignoring the surprised look in her eyes: “Since you have arrived in Deepwater City first, contact the local merchants there and sell off all the wealth I have accumulated in the storage bag. With the help of Golden Clover and the others, there shouldn’t be any major problems.”

"Of the money from the sale, you get 15% of the profits, and the other 5% is the kickback that was agreed upon beforehand for those surviving merchants. Do you have anything to say about that?" Captain Zhang directly revealed the next step of the plan.

In any case, dealing with these matters would take a lot of time and energy, so it's good that they won't be idle during this period, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

"Hey, you're so carefree. Aren't you afraid I'll disappear with your precious bag?" Nancy's face held a hint of slyness.

"Oh? We've slept together before, we know each other well, why should I worry?" The monk said with a smile, seemingly unconcerned.

However, Zhang was not naive. He said there was no need to worry, not that he was not worried. He was confident that his teammates understood his methods and background. Even if a few individuals had inappropriate thoughts, they would not be foolish enough to ignore everything and run away with the money.

Even if we take a step back and say that money is still important to Zhang Yuan now, is it really as important as his lifeline?

Forget it. His growing strength and influence gave him ample confidence, and with the private treasury he had left behind, even in the worst-case scenario, he was confident that he could regroup in a short time.

Of course, if the worst thing really happens, it would be extremely tragic, both for one's own judgment of people and for the inevitable fate of that audacious fellow.

These things cannot be made public; it's enough that we both understand them.

We didn't spend the night in Cloud City for sightseeing; the esteemed Mr. Grando is waiting for a lively and unique farewell party.

This carefully prepared farewell ceremony will surely leave a deep and unforgettable impression on the recipient, so much so that even when they are back in their hometown, they will not be able to help but miss these hospitable strangers and offer their warmest greetings in their hometown dialect.

Just then, I heard a tapping sound coming from afar, which must be Garas arriving with his cane.

"Kid, you seem to be having a lot of free time. What, are you really planning to stay and cultivate?"

The old man knew Zhang Yuan's plans, which was why he asked the question. "I've discussed it with my teammates and Barberton," the mage paused, then asked, "How do you plan to deal with that demon?"

"What do you think I was doing just now?" The old man blew his nose and wiped his hand on Zhang Yuan's robe. "Last night, those cloud giants and elves at least prepared all the materials. It took me half a day to set up the ceremony."

"Isn't this all thanks to your help, sir?" Zhang Yuan used a magic trick to remove the slime, then took out a handkerchief and frantically wiped it on his robe. It was disgusting, but he still had to force a smile.

To everyone's surprise, the old man snatched the handkerchief away, and with a snort, the handkerchief was swollen with a small bump from his breath. After wiping it, he casually tossed it aside, thankfully without returning it to its owner.

Glancing at the mage's twitching eyes, Garas smiled dismissively: "Come on, what are you up to with all this enthusiasm?"

Zhang Yuan was quite shameless; he had already given her the handkerchief as payment, so he asked, "Do you have any methods to enhance a person's perception?"

"For your meditation practice?" The old man pondered for a moment, then asked, "Do you want it permanent or temporary?"

And such good things?

I originally only wanted a temporary perception enhancement potion or scroll, but I didn't expect there were other options.

"Permanent, the kind that permanently increases perception."

The old man chuckled, making Zhang Yuan's heart pound: "Sure thing, if you work harder and get into the ninth-circle arcane arts soon, I'll do you a favor and have Tyrantir give you a scroll of the Wish spell."

The mage, who was nearly driven mad with anger, almost wore down his back teeth. If I were at that level, would I need you to put on airs?

Just as he was about to say something, Garas spoke up again: "Either you follow me and learn the druidic way, calm down and cultivate for a year or two, and improving your perception ability won't be difficult."

"You're not kidding me, are you?" Zhang Yuan realized that the other party was really going to hold back.

Galas looked at the mage with an air of composure: "There's no such thing as a free lunch. Talent is something that can only be compensated for through hard work or by chance. Do I look like a lucky lady to you?"

Without saying another word, the old man pulled something out of his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan immediately recognized it as his own Hidden Leaf as soon as he took it!
It's certainly gratifying to get something back, but my own problems haven't been solved.

“The greatest value of this leaf to me is the divine power that His Holiness Bevin has bestowed upon it; the leaf itself is not very meaningful. Consider it payment for what happened with Telinda,” Garas continued. “However, the leaf itself is a good vessel; the effects on it will last for more than ten days, which should be enough for you.”

It goes without saying that after talking to him last night, the old man immediately enchanted this leaf, which was also specially prepared for himself.

The usually jovial monk said thank you and then fell silent, feeling that saying anything more would be pretentious.

The old man stood up, patted his younger relative on the shoulder, and turned to walk away.

"The ceremony is about to begin." Garas waved, signaling everyone to follow.

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