I've already reached the Nascent Soul stage, and you're saying I didn't time travel?

Chapter 27 Zhuyan Stone

Qi Xuan went to the tree hollow to put all the fruits and materials he had left behind into his personal space, and then returned to his brand-new shack.

The shelter built this time has a relatively sturdy structure, a good location, and deep drainage ditches on both sides, so it shouldn't be so easily washed away by heavy rain.

Lying on the thick layer of leaves and hay, munching on a sweet durian, and occasionally taking a sip of milk, Qi Xuan felt incredibly comfortable.

The energy spent on live streaming and building the makeshift shelter seems to be slowly being replenished.

After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he waved his hand and opened the lottery page.

"Woohoo! Take off!"

Upon seeing the 12B in the upper right corner, Qi Xuan felt an urge to burst into song on the spot.

But he couldn't sing loudly; silence was the sound of parting flutes and pipes. Summer... no, it's already autumn, what's the point of having summer insects?

Even the autumn insects fell silent for me.

Silence is the shelter tonight.

After reciting a poem, Qi Xuan felt that his cultural literacy had been greatly improved.

He turned his attention back to the lottery page.

There is no doubt that the popularity of his live stream today is related to the magic show he performed earlier.

Although it wasn't a real magic trick, that didn't stop him from using it to gain popularity.

"Unfortunately, this thing is only good for novelty. After showing it off once, the audience will develop resistance, and it will be difficult to achieve the same effect in the next performance."

"But on the bright side, we won't have to hide our personal space anymore when we're on missions. We can just put whatever we encounter into it. It's magic, after all, and everyone can understand that."

Qi Xuan muttered to himself as he looked at the lottery page.

12B.

The Iron-tier lottery is the lowest level lottery, requiring only 1B to participate once.

Above the Iron tier is the Bronze tier, which requires 10 B to draw once.

He had been thinking that if he could save up 10B, he would at least give a bronze-level character a virginity.

Now that the opportunity has come, I definitely have to give it a try.

Let's see what we can get in the Bronze tier.

According to the system's lottery rules, even if a bronze-level player draws [various materials], there is still a high probability of obtaining higher-level items.

A higher level!
What if it turns out to be a lifelike doll with big breasts, a perky butt, and a height of 1.7 meters? That would be so embarrassing.

"Please, Lord Guan Sheng, drop me a baby, no, I mean, a drone with a battery life of over twenty hours that can be charged by solar power!"

After completing the prayer ceremony, Qi Xuan immediately started drawing lots!
Referring to the previous incident involving the Naling Pill, he extended his right middle finger, pressed the pointer, and sharply flicked it to the right.

The pointer spun rapidly, circling the disk again and again.

The speed gradually slowed down, and finally came to a stop in the [various materials] section.

"Emm... I didn't find it particularly surprising."

"But isn't this ball of light a bit larger than a Black Iron grade?"

To be precise, it's much bigger.

This was the first time he had ever encountered such a large ball of light, the size of a human head.

The orb of light wasn't this big when I drew a god-level cultivation technique before.

"Could it be that??????"

Qi Xuan touched the ball of light.

The light spread out like water.

Qi Xuan's body suddenly sank, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Holy crap! What the hell is that?!"

His face turned completely red as he stared at the lump of iron-red ore he was holding in his hands.

With a "bang," Qi Xuan placed the ore on the ground, instantly causing the hard ground to sink in.

"Damn it, thank goodness I reacted in time, otherwise if that had hit my foot, I would have been half crippled on the spot!" Qi Xuan said with lingering fear.

With his current physical condition, he can rival or even surpass the peak of an ordinary person in all aspects. Under normal circumstances, he could easily pull several hundred kilograms. However, he was almost knocked to the ground by the ore.

What the hell is this thing? It's so heavy!

Qi Xuan examined it carefully.

The ore is iron-red in color and extremely hard. Its overall shape is irregular, barely resembling a sphere. Its surface has countless pinhole-sized pores, from which a fiery red light occasionally emanates, as if breathing.

Referring to the encyclopedia in my mind, a name immediately came to mind:

"Vermilion Flame Stone".

The person who originally named it probably named it based solely on its appearance, and it seems quite fitting, even though the red light inside has absolutely nothing to do with flames.

Vermilion Flame Stone is a mid-grade refining material. It can be used as the main material to refine mid-grade magic weapons, or as an auxiliary material to refine high-grade magic weapons. Its value is not particularly high, but it is extremely precious to him.

After all, magic artifacts are generally only usable by those who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage. For a Qi Refining cultivator to obtain a low-grade magic artifact is an extraordinary opportunity, as it greatly enhances their combat or defensive capabilities.

He's only a nobody at the first level of Qi Refining. Let alone mid-grade refining materials, even low-grade ones are incredibly valuable treasures.

Qi Xuan was overjoyed, but then he felt a pang of pain in his testicles.

I really won a big prize this time, and the Crimson Flame Stone is indeed a rare and valuable item.
The problem is, he can't use this thing right now.

As for forging flying swords or battle blades, he had no other materials and didn't know anything about weapon forging techniques.

If Li Dazhuanfei were to smash the Vermilion Flame Stone everywhere, even if he used all his strength, he could only lift it up at most.

How is he supposed to use this?
It's completely unusable.

After much deliberation, Qi Xuan could only reluctantly put the Vermilion Flame Stone into his personal space and place it in the shack to use as a breathing light.

"Making the best use of resources doesn't count as waste."

Qi Xuan glanced at Zhu Yanshi, sighed, and walked to the door.

After drawing all the Crimson Flame Stones, I had 2B left, just enough for two more low-level draws.

There's not much to say, just draw.

He casually flicked the pointer with his middle finger, watching it land on [various materials], and then a ball of light popped out.

Given the crisis that occurred during the previous lottery draw, he shrank back like a shrimp, his right hand suddenly touching the ball of light before immediately withdrawing.

After the light faded, the rolled-up object fell to the ground.

"Thank goodness, it's just a regular mattress."

Although the mattress is not very useful, it can still make sleeping more comfortable by laying it on dry grass and leaves, and it can also better insulate against the moisture from the ground, so it's not a complete waste.

"One last draw! Give me something good!"

The light dissipated.

There was a crisp sound of "pop".

Qi Xuan, being overly sensitive, was almost startled.

Upon closer inspection, his expression immediately turned strange.

notebook.

More accurately, it's a primary school student's Chinese language workbook.

The cover features a cartoon character, with the words "environmentally friendly, protects eyesight, and is ink bleed-through" written in the upper right corner. Below that are the grade, name, teacher, and school.

Once opened, each page is a grid for practicing Chinese characters.

"A notebook... a notebook will do. It can be used to pass the time by writing and drawing, and you can also jot down important things occasionally. As the saying goes, a bad pen is worse than a good memory."

Qi Xuan tried to comfort himself.

In the end, some still couldn't hold back:

"Giving me a notebook is one thing, but at least give me a pen too!!!"

Just as Qi Xuan was gripped by impotent rage, the ripples from the live magic performance were fiercely impacting the entire planet.

(End of this chapter)