136: Chapter 136: False Celebration

"Aunt, does your shop sell gunpowder?" Wang Bin asked expectantly.

Du Juan didn't react for a moment, stunned and then quickly remembered what had happened at the Chu Family's celebration today.

"Are you talking about that kind of gunpowder? I know about that stuff. Our Four Seas Commerce League doesn't sell it.

This thing isn't even considered a spiritual material. One Low-Grade Spirit Stone can buy a lot. If you want to buy it, you'll have to look in those really small sundry shops."

Upon hearing this, Wang Bin's face immediately lit up with joy. As long as there was a place to buy it, he wouldn't have to inquire around anymore.

"Aunt, quickly take me to buy some gunpowder! I have a great use for it!"

"Alright! Sigh, but to be honest, that gunpowder isn't very useful. Its explosion can't even break through a Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator's shield, and the power of any Explosive Talisman is much greater than it."

Although Du Juan said this, she always listened to Wang Bin, and without another word, she took him out of the house again.

The two walked for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, then arrived at a street.

Wang Bin released his Divine Sense to scan the area and found that most of the houses here didn't even have the most basic Formation, and most of the residents were Mortals and low-level Cultivators.

"Back when my brother and I hadn't joined the Four Seas Commerce League, we lived here for several years," Du Juan said as she walked.

"Hello, Senior Du!"

"Hello, Senior Du!"

"Senior Du!"

Along the way, many Mortals and Qi Refining Cultivators bowed and greeted Du Juan, their attitudes very respectful.

Du Juan nodded slightly in response, a gentle smile on her face, and said to Wang Bin:

"On this street, everyone took good care of me back then. Although most of the people who helped me have passed away, their descendants are still here.

If they have a minor illness or disaster, I'll come and help. For me, it's just a matter of casting a healing Spell."

At this point, a hint of emotion appeared in Du Juan's eyes, and she sighed softly, "The lifespan of Mortals is truly too short."

Soon, Du Juan led Wang Bin to the largest shop on the street.

"Manager Du, you're a rare guest! Whatever you need, just say the word, and I'll personally take care of it for you."

The shopkeeper was an Early Stage Qi Refinement Cultivator old man. As soon as he saw Du Juan, he immediately broke into a wide smile and greeted her warmly.

Wang Bin looked around the shop and found that it mainly sold items for Mortals, and the few Magical Artifacts available were mostly farm tools like hoes.

"Give me some gunpowder!"

Du Juan said, then turned to look at Wang Bin,

"Senior Brother, how much do you want?"

"As much as you have!"

Wang Bin answered without hesitation.

"Alright! Please wait a moment, coming right up."

The shopkeeper responded and quickly ran to the back of the shop. Not long after, he came out holding five Storage Pouches in both hands.

"Manager Du, and this Senior, all the gunpowder currently in my humble shop is here.

There are five Storage Pouches in total, each containing approximately two thousand catties, for a total of ten thousand catties.

I'll charge you one hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones, but these Storage Pouches must be returned to me. It's a small business, and the cost price of each Storage Pouch is twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

And to be honest with you, I don't know what's been going on in recent years, but this gunpowder has been selling exceptionally well and the price has gone up. I absolutely haven't overcharged you!"

The shopkeeper said, carefully watching the two, afraid they wouldn't believe him.

Wang Bin thought to himself: So cheap! Ten thousand catties of gunpowder for only one hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones. One Spirit Stone can buy over a hundred catties of gunpowder. No wonder the Four Seas Commerce League disdains doing this kind of business.

"Here's a thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones for you. The extra is a deposit. Next time you restock, save some for me. Also, remember not to sell gunpowder to others in the future. This is for your own good."

Wang Bin took the five Storage Pouches from the shopkeeper's hand and counted out a thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones to give him.

After returning home, Wang Bin eagerly began to test the power of the gunpowder.

Initially, he made several large firecracker-shaped gunpowder devices, following the image of firecrackers from his memory.

After lighting them, there was a series of 'crackle, crackle' sounds, which were deafening, but the actual destructive power was disappointing. It merely caused the surrounding air to hum, causing almost no substantial damage to other objects.

Wang Bin was not discouraged. He adjusted his thinking and changed the outer packaging to metal Material,

making it resemble a grenade.

During the next test, after the grenade exploded, iron fragments flew everywhere. However, what was frustrating was that these iron fragments could not penetrate a shield formed by a shield talisman, and they didn't even leave a trace.

"How is this possible?"

Wang Bin frowned, his heart filled with doubt.

He had never noticed before that a Cultivator's shield was so tough, and it even had a certain elasticity, like an invisible, indestructible armor.

Wang Bin gritted his teeth and decided to increase the amount of gunpowder, creating a bomb ten times larger than before.

To prevent accidents, he specifically went outside West Sea City to conduct the experiment, as it would be troublesome if the power was too great and Du Juan's house was blown up.

With a loud bang, the bomb exploded outside the city.

Wang Bin looked at the explosion point with anticipation, but reality once again dealt him a heavy blow.

Only a small pit about a dozen centimeters deep was blasted into the ground. As for the Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator's shield, it remained completely intact, as if the explosion was just a harmless farce to it.

Wang Bin was stunned. He couldn't understand what was going on.

Could it be that the land in the Cultivation World was so different from the land in his previous life?

He knew there was definitely a difference, but he didn't expect the difference to be so huge.

"This is too outrageous!"

Wang Bin muttered to himself, "Such a large bomb, with such little power. To kill a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, wouldn't it require hundreds or thousands of catties of gunpowder?

But Foundation Establishment Cultivators aren't fools; why would they stand still and let you bomb them? Not to mention killing a Golden Core cultivator, that's simply a fantasy."

Wang Bin fell into contemplation. Was there a problem with the composition ratio of this gunpowder?

Perhaps Alchemists only used it for ignition and combustion. To unleash greater power, he would have to improve the formula himself.

In fact, the power of an explosion mainly comes from shockwaves and fragmentation damage, but these effects are greatly reduced against Cultivators.

Ordinary Mortals, being flesh and blood, can easily be injured by powerful impacts, and the high-speed fragments from a bomb explosion are extremely lethal to them.

But Immortals are different. To some extent, they are an evolved form of humanity.

Although the Qi Refinement Stage only involves some Spells and enhanced combat abilities, theoretically they are still flesh and blood, and at least their lifespan doesn't change significantly. However, the Foundation Establishment Stage is a leapfrog evolution. Not only does their lifespan double, but their cells, bones, and even genes may have evolved.

Although they still look like humans on the outside, in essence, they might no longer be the same species.

The further one progresses, the more miraculous this evolution becomes, which might be why gunpowder has little effect on them.

Wang Bin shook his head helplessly. It seemed that the gunpowder he bought was indeed lacking in power, and he would have to find time to slowly improve the gunpowder's formula.

Anyway, the gunpowder he currently had on hand was useless.

As for what other Materials in the Cultivation World could explode when mixed together and pose a threat to Cultivators, that would have to wait until he had free time to experiment.

Thinking of this, Wang Bin couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He had originally thought he had found a powerful weapon, but it turned out to be a false alarm.