Jie Ming landed on a patch of hardened igneous rock.
The mont his feet touched the ground, he sensed sothing unusual—the rock felt unnaturally solid.
Without hesitation, he pried up a large chunk of stone with his bare hands.
Placing it on the ground, he activated his Alchemy Technique, probing the rock’s internal structure with his ntal energy.
His ntal force seeped in like quicksilver, analyzing its composition.
Upon “seeing” the rock’s inner makeup, Jie Ming’s eyes widened in shock.
He discovered that the rock contained an astonishing eighty percent tal content!
Its structure was incredibly complex, composed of seven or eight distinct tals, including so that qualified as extraordinary materials!
This was no ordinary igneous rock—it was practically a natural, massive tal ingot!
Suppressing his excitent, Jie Ming didn’t pause.
He quickly tested other rocks solidified beneath nearby volcanoes and even extracted samples of flowing lava for analysis.
The results stunned him further.
Whether solidified rock or molten lava, the tal content ranged between sixty and ninety percent!
This surpassed the scope of re mineral veins!
It was fair to say this was a plane entirely composed of tal deposits!
Rather than calling the volcanoes’ flows lava, it was more accurate to describe them as molten tal.
“Such abundant mineral resources?!” Jie Ming’s voice trembled. “This truly deserves to be called the ‘Land of Steel’…”
The entire plane was a colossal natural slting furnace, constantly lting deep subterranean tal ores and solidifying them into tal-rich rocks.
This was a paradise for any alchemist!
Even without particularly rare tals, the sheer volu of these mineral reserves was enough to make most wizards green with envy.
“Noren Workshop is truly generous…”
After all, during the plane’s cleanup, the wizards surely assessed its mineral wealth, yet Noren Workshop still offered it as a reward.
Such magnanimity!
Amid his elation, Jie Ming activated the teleportation array to return to the Golden Garden.
When he first learned he could choose a plane, he had begun formulating plans.
Now, discovering the Infernal Sulfur Plane’s exceptional qualities, he couldn’t wait to begin its transformation.
Back in the Golden Garden’s underground laboratory, Jie Ming swiftly activated his magic network terminal, eagerly contacting ntor Clark.
“ntor, I need to consult about seventh-rank large-scale elental pools,” Jie Ming said directly, his tone brimming with uncontainable excitent.
On the other end of the terminal, ntor Clark’s figure appeared, calmly observing Jie Ming with a knowing look. “It seems you’re very pleased with that demon plane.”
“Extrely pleased, ntor!” Jie Ming didn’t hide his enthusiasm. “Its resources exceed imagination.”
“I know its potential is vast; the workshop is always generous,” Clark interrupted, his tone leveling. “But regarding seventh-rank large-scale elental pools… Jie Ming, you have no need for equipnt of that level right now.”
Jie Ming was montarily taken aback.
“Not to ntion seventh-rank, even sixth-rank large-scale elental pools are sufficient as the core energy source for planar war fortresses. With knowledge of a plane’s specific rules and energy data, even a fifth-rank pool can et most demands for high-intensity planar warfare,” Clark explained, his voice devoid of emotion. “Even my own Wizard Tower currently uses only a sixth-rank large-scale elental pool.”
He continued, “Such pools are extraordinarily complex to craft, with a frighteningly high failure rate. Even in Noren Workshop, few would openly sell them. The seventh-rank pools you ntioned are typically found only on the private commission lists of top-tier wizards.”
Jie Ming was well aware of this.
Though he had begun developing elental storage rune artifacts and easily acquired small-scale elental pools, the technical complexity and power of large-scale pools were on an entirely different level.
To compare, small-scale pools were like high-capacity household batteries, while standard large-scale pools were akin to nuclear power plants.
A seventh-rank large-scale elental pool? That was practically a Dyson sphere.
If fifth-rank pools drew energy by connecting to the four elental planes, sixth-rank pools created a projection of an elental plane.
As for seventh-rank pools, they essentially birthed a miniature elental plane.
Such creations transcended mortal limits, their crafting difficulty and resource demands reaching daunting heights.
Even with Jie Ming’s second-rank cultivation agreent granting unlimited purchasing power, items absent from the market couldn’t be bought.
This was precisely why he hoped to leverage ntor Clark’s connections to find soone capable of crafting such equipnt.
The saying that Noren Workshop’s logistical division was its backbone was no joke.
Though usually understated, ntor Clark was part of a faction.
He belonged to Noren Workshop’s alchemy division, and all students majoring in alchemy automatically beca its apprentices.
Of course, many apprentices perished during their growth, but the survivors were still nurous.
From Clark’s offhand remarks and Jie Ming’s own research, the alchemy division alone boasted over twenty seventh-rank wizards and hundreds of sixth-rank ones.
They were typically scattered across Noren Academies or planar frontlines, making their numbers less apparent.
But this number of high-tier wizards was sufficient to craft a seventh-rank large-scale elental pool.
“ntor, I understand the difficulty,” Jie Ming said firmly. “But I have my reasons. Ordinary elental pools can’t fully et my needs.”
He didn’t elaborate, but after a brief silence, Clark didn’t press further.
Every wizard was responsible for their actions, and he trusted Jie Ming wasn’t reckless or ignorant of priorities.
This disciple always delivered unexpected surprises.
“Very well,” Clark said, a faint sigh in his voice. “I can try contacting my ntor. He might do this favor, but he certainly won’t craft it for free.”
Jie Ming’s heart leaped, but then Clark raised a critical issue—compensation.
“I told you at enrollnt that wizards value equivalent exchange,” Clark said, his tone growing stern.
“Even for my ntor, crafting a seventh-rank pool requires assistance from multiple sa-rank alchemy wizards. Even as my disciple’s disciple, he’d need to cover material and base costs. Those ‘base costs’ are an almost impossible price for a wizard of your level.”
He projected a docunt to Jie Ming’s terminal. “This is Noren Workshop’s best discounted price for a sixth-rank large-scale elental pool. Even so, the points required are substantial. With your current wealth, it’s quite challenging.”
Jie Ming opened the terminal, and upon seeing the figure, his pupils constricted.
It was an astronomical number, exceeding his total points.
He had thought his points were substantial, but a sixth-rank pool’s “base cost” was terrifying.
Jie Ming did so quick calculations.
Even with refined gold—a premium material with steady demand—and a constant supply of raw materials, tirelessly crafting and selling it to amass the points for a sixth-rank pool would take a decade.
This assud the workshop continued buying his refined gold at a high price.
But reality wasn’t so kind. He wouldn’t allow himself to waste ten years.
Even if he produced that much refined gold, its market price would drop.
Despite its excellent resistance properties, refined gold was rely a fifth-rank material in wizards’ eyes.
The wizarding civilization had countless such materials.
A seventh-rank pool’s cost would be even more staggering.
“Of course, if you believe you can earn such points quickly, I can make the arrangents. But understand, this isn’t a trifling promise,” Clark emphasized.
Jie Ming fell into thought.
He genuinely needed a seventh-rank pool—it was integral to his plans.
But the imnse point requirent was a formidable obstacle.
Spending a decade mining and selling wasn’t an option; it defeated the purpose of progress.
Fortunately, Jie Ming wasn’t entirely clueless.
So things needed verification, though, and couldn’t be confird quickly.
“I understand, ntor Clark. I’ll give you an answer within two months.”
Seeing Jie Ming’s deanor, Clark’s interest piqued. “Oh? You already have a plan. Interesting. I’m looking forward to it. Fine, if you can solve the points issue, I’ll make the contact!”
“Thank you for your trouble!”
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