Hearing Tartaglia's words, Albedo finally understood, then sighed a little regretfully:
"Sorry, these enchantnt books aren't mine—they were provided by Liyue as research materials.
If you want to enchant, you'll have to discuss it with Miss Ningguang."
Upon hearing this, Tartaglia's expression stiffened. He slowly turned his head and happened to et Ningguang's slightly aningful gaze.
"Um…"
"Yes!"
Ningguang nodded decisively.
"They're just so things we've accumulated in mountains."
Tartaglia's heart leapt with joy; he hadn't expected Ningguang to be so generous.
He hurriedly said, delighted:
"Thank you so much, Miss Ningguang!"
"Don't be too happy yet," Ningguang said softly.
"Just because we're allies doesn't an you can take resources without paying.
Even close brothers must keep clear accounts.
If you want our enchantnt books, either trade or buy. What do you think?"
Tartaglia fell silent for a mont, then turned toward the Cryo Archon with anticipation.
The latter sighed helplessly and said softly:
"How about exchanging with the enchantnt books we currently have?"
Seeing that the Cryo Archon had spoken, Ningguang didn't plan to continue negotiating.
After all, they had already shared the techniques for making Abyss Eyes.
In the future, Abyss Eyes would undoubtedly beco sothing they had to take seriously and produce on a large scale.
After so thought, Ningguang said softly:
"Technically, tool enchantnt books can enchant Abyss Eyes, enhancing combat power. This makes the value of tool enchantnt books higher than other enchantnts.
However, first, we are allies; second, the thod of making Abyss Eyes was provided by the Cryo Archon.
Alright! Exchange using your existing enchantnt books."
Hearing this, the Cryo Archon finally relaxed and nodded lightly:
"Thank you."
Then he looked at Rosalyne and said softly:
"Rosalyne, you should enchant as well."
Naturally, Rosalyne had no objection to increasing her power, so she actively joined in.
She took out her enchantnt books and handed them to Ningguang.
Albedo took both of their Abyss Eyes and completed the enchantnts directly.
Once back in his hands, Tartaglia couldn't wait to hang his Abyss Eye on his belt.
Clenching his fist, he exclaid excitedly:
"So strong! I feel like my Abyss Eye has beco even more powerful than a Vision!"
Venti blinked and cheerfully floated over.
"Need a sparring partner? I can help!"
"Really?"
Tartaglia raised his eyebrows and looked at Venti expectantly.
Venti tapped his chest and said confidently:
"What do you think? Who's fighting whom?"
"Of course, it'll just require a little 'effort fee.' I imagine, Tartaglia, soone as wealthy as you wouldn't mind, right?"
Tartaglia pursed his lips.
"I knew you couldn't be this kind-hearted!"
Although he grumbled in his heart, facing a sparring session with a god of wind was an opportunity Tartaglia wasn't about to miss.
And on top of that, the opponent was Venti—ranked among the top of the gods.
"What do you want?"
"Easy enough!"
Venti cheerfully patted Tartaglia on the shoulder.
"For you, it's no problem! Just ten bottles of fine wine, aged ten years, from Master Diluc's winery."
Tartaglia let out a relieved breath and said generously:
"Wine? No problem! I'll give you twenty bottles!"
"Master Diluc, how much is that wine?"
Diluc looked at the lavish Tartaglia and, after a mont of silence, said softly:
"Fifty million Mora per bottle."
"…"
Tartaglia's face froze, and the smile at the corner of his mouth slowly stiffened.
"Fifty million… Is your wine gold-plated?"
Diluc's expression remained calm.
"Ten-year vintage, harvested from the finest vineyard at Dawn Winery. Including storage and labor costs, fifty million Mora per bottle is a reasonable price."
"Even so… this is a bit…"
Before he could finish, Venti lightly patted Tartaglia's shoulder.
"Twenty bottles, Tartaglia. You're very generous. Don't worry, I'll be a good sparring partner for you."
Tartaglia looked like he wanted to cry.
"Can… we negotiate a bit?"
Venti cheerfully turned to Zhongli.
"Old man, a verbal agreent should count as a contract, right?"
Zhongli nodded calmly.
"Those who break a contract shall face the punishnt of Geo."
At this point, Tartaglia was completely desperate.
He had the ten billion Mora, but… giving it all up would basically cripple his finances.
Just a few casual words and half his fortune was gone.
Of course, he felt the pinch.
But asking the Cryo Archon to cover for him?
That was impossible—he himself had made this tough deal, so the Cryo Archon wouldn't bail him out.
Instantly, the excitent Tartaglia had felt from receiving the improved Abyss Eye vanished.
Ryen chuckled lightly and ignored their little drama.
He looked at Ningguang instead:
"After being enchanted, the Abyss Eye's ceiling is indeed very high and extrely powerful. It doesn't even require as much ti as a Vision to fully develop.
"As for its life-draining effect or the danger from Abyss corruption, I don't think those are serious issues.
"For us, these aren't flaws we can't overco.
"With healing potions, milk, and golden apples, and eventually, once Albedo finds a way to fuse Naga scales and the like, it will all be fine."
"So, we should start building an Abyss Eye factory and mass-produce them as soon as possible."
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