A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 811: Gang Silver Sand

Under Han Li's watchful gaze, a throwing knife slashed against the stone wall, unleashing a blinding white light.

Sensing something, Lu Weiying's expression changed slightly. He reached out and swiftly drew the throwing knife back.

Han Li focused intently and saw that where the knife had struck, there was a faint shallow cut about an inch deep. Within the cut, faint silver threads shimmered weakly.

“What is this…” The old man’s face flashed with surprise. He hurried forward a few steps and examined the cut closely.

“Gang Silver Sand? This stone wall actually contains raw Gang Silver Sand?” After only a short observation, the old man’s voice trembled slightly.

At the mention of the words "Gang Silver Sand," Han Li’s expression changed drastically. He stepped forward as well and gently stroked the cut with a finger, carefully examining it.

“I have certainly heard of Gang Silver Sand before. It is a material that can be incorporated into forging to make magical treasures more durable. Among materials with such effects, it is second only to the very rare ‘crystal refinement’ material.

This material itself is extremely hard, and difficult to manipulate with magical power. Whether in the Chaotic Star Sea or the Tian Nan immortal cultivation world, it is nearly extinct.

No wonder Lu Weiying’s throwing knife had almost no effect when it struck.”

Han Li studied the knife mark solemnly for a moment, then silently raised his hand. More than ten small swords, glowing with azure light, shot out from his sleeve, transforming into streams of azure beams that blasted various parts of the stone wall.

The marquis of Nanlong and the other man were momentarily stunned but quickly understood Han Li’s intention.

With a clanging sound, over ten sword holes several inches deep appeared on the stone wall. Each sword hole also emanated faint silver light.

“Indeed, this is genuine Gang Silver Sand. Moreover, the entire stone wall contains mixed Gang Silver Sand, though the density is uneven. It seems this is not man-made but that the stone wall itself contains a gang silver sand vein,” Han Li said with a trace of surprise, speaking in a calm voice.

Seeing that Han Li’s flying swords could pierce sword holes several times deeper than his throwing knives, the two marquises’ expressions shifted slightly.

However, upon hearing these words, the old man surnamed Lu’s eyes burned with greed as he stared fixedly at the stone wall, silent.

A flicker of heat also passed over the marquis of Nanlong’s face, but after a moment of thought, his expression gradually returned to normal.

“Let’s go. We will explore the Inner Valley for treasures first,” the marquis of Nanlong said calmly.

“Are you leaving just like that? This Gang Silver Sand is a rare treasure. Why don’t we chip off some first?” The old man hesitated, speaking with reluctance.

“Brother Lu, what nonsense are you talking? How hard Gang Silver Sand is, you just saw with your own eyes. Don’t be fooled by the possibility of a whole vein here. A fist-sized ore only refines a tiny grain-sized amount of Gang Silver Sand. Do you know how much magical power and time it would take to extract enough usable ore? Besides, although this material is valuable, don’t forget what we truly lack now are spirit medicines to extend lifespan and quickly raise our realms. Otherwise, when our time’s up, we’ll just be piles of white bones,” the marquis of Nanlong said, frowning and casting a meaningful glance at the old man.

Upon hearing this, Lu Weiying was stunned at first, then nodded in sudden understanding.

“Brother Nanlong speaks wisely! I was blinded by treasure and nearly forgot our main purpose. Thank you for the reminder,” the old man said gratefully, clasping his hands toward the marquis.

He then stopped looking at the stone wall, fearing further temptation, and quickly walked into the cave.

The marquis of Nanlong’s expression softened as he called to Han Li and followed in.