Rebirth: Supreme Soul Master

"The price of Homer clay is eleven crystals per kilogram, while the price of ore is fifteen crystals per kilogram," the merchant said, and William knew that he had added one crystal to each kilogram.

“Give me twenty kilograms each.” But he hoped the merchant could do him something else. So this time he didn’t make a fuss. “I also want a storage bag with expansion and weight reduction runes.”

"This... might cost some money." The merchant paused, his mind racing as he calculated how much wealth the young man before him actually possessed. "I don't have anything suitable for you, but I know a friend who does."

William understood what the businessman meant; the bags he sold were more affordable than he could afford. That's why he had allowed him a small profit earlier, so that he could find a suitable bag that wouldn't cost too much.

The storage pouch, engraved with runes, functions like a storage device. However, the difference lies in its excessive size, which prevents it from reducing all its weight.

But precisely because of this, their prices are always lower than storage devices. And that's exactly the price William can afford right now.

"How much will it cost?" William asked calmly.

“At least five thousand spirit crystals,” the merchant said.

“And of course, there’s your fee.” This time, William didn’t let the merchant do as he pleased. The price was already too high, and the merchant knew that from the beginning.

So the merchant could only nod. He knew that if he got greedy and raised the price, the boy wouldn't be able to afford it, and he would lose the whole deal.

"Wait until I've prepared everything for you." The merchant excused himself and took his leave, not forgetting to have the worker bring William another cup of tea.

The merchant returned after half an hour. He carried nothing but a black leather bag covered in silver symbols.

This is a backpack with two straps on the back for easy carrying. "Everything you bought is inside."

William took the bag and felt how light it was. It seemed to be empty. He tapped the red button in the center with his thumb to open it. This bag had to be connected to his soul power; once that was done, he could easily see what was inside and take out what he needed.

The bag was filled with everything he had bought, but the weight remained unaffected. William patted the bag with satisfaction, then played with it for a moment, feeling its weight as he slung it over one or both shoulders.

“Here you go,” William paid off almost all the money, then left the stall with the happy merchant.

When he did this, he didn't even flinch. All of this will become his strength in the future. As for crystallization, he will find many opportunities to obtain more.

He was left with several hundred crystals from the transaction. He didn't intend to keep them for himself, as he still lacked something to do what he wanted.

After leaving the market, he used his old memories from the academy to head in a certain direction.

Like his cabinet, this direction led him to the outskirts of the college, but on the other side of the college. To finish the distance quickly, he even started running.

Even running, it took him five hours to traverse a large area of ​​the college! He was panting heavily as soon as he stopped.

William's soul power has increased slightly, but it is still not enough to support him to run such a long distance without resting for a few stops.

“I need to become stronger.” He stood resting by a tree and began to examine the building in front of him.

It is not a grand, single building, but rather a series of small houses stacked in a vast space. The highest point is only three stories high, and the entire courtyard is surrounded by low walls.

Above the open door hung a large sign. It read "Forging Department" in large gold letters.

"It's time to finish." After resting for ten minutes, he started walking again.

He bought clay and ore, even a bow. But what he lacked were arrows. He planned to forge them himself.

During peak hours at the academy, this place is exceptionally quiet. After all, there aren't many disciples or masters who are fond of forging. The same goes for alchemy. But William knows how valuable these two are in the world of Soul Masters.

He could clearly hear the loud clang of a hammer striking anvil from just a hundred meters away from the gate. Hearing that familiar sound again, he couldn't help but smile.

"Young man, what would you like to do here? For which disciple?" As he passed through the gate, a middle-aged woman stood in front of him, panting.

Her body was very long, a meter longer than his! She was about 2.2 meters tall. Her long black hair was curled into a large rose at the back of her head, and her bare arms and abdomen showed off her ladylike yet strong muscles.

William didn't recognize her. But the golden hammer badge on her chest told him she must be a skilled fighter here.

Because she was so kind to him, William decided to reciprocate with his own politeness.

“I apologize for disturbing you, Master. I have my own business to attend to,” William said. But his words made the woman frown.

It seemed even her face bore the marks of forging. Her smile was indescribable, making her face extremely unsightly, unlike the beautiful saintess of the girl's world.

"Would you like to learn forging?" the master asked, just to make sure she hadn't misheard. As she spoke, she looked him up and down, but without any hint of offense as William sensed.

He knew she recognized his status here from his clothes. And looking at his frail body, she couldn't help but add:

“You know we don’t restrict anyone from trying, but in your case…” She paused, unsure of what words to use to describe the awkward situation.