Feng Feiyun was only fourteen years old and was a young man. Today, he had changed into a purple silk robe with gold embroidered on it. His hair was tied up in a bun at the back of his head, and his hand was holding a sandalwood folding fan.
Feng Feiyun was originally delicate like a little scholar, but now that he had cultivated the Immortal Phoenix Physique, his temperament was completely different from before. He appeared heroic and vigorous, and there was even a hint of a romantic and carefree aura.
Even the two servants, Feng Ping and Feng An, were stunned for a long time after seeing Feng Feiyun; it was as if they didn't recognize him.
"Let's go!
We are going to the Yin Gou Ward now, what are you two standing there for? Hurry up and lead the way. "Feng Feiyun scolded.
The two servants came back to their senses and hurriedly led the way.
The Yin Gou Ward was located in the southern part of Spirit State City's bustling district. The building was seven stories high, and it was made of wood and bricks with carvings of dragons and phoenixes. It had become one of Spirit State City's landmarks.
The Yin Gou Ward didn't only buy weapons, there were also some strange treasures, pills, armors, and more. Anything related to cultivation was sold here. However, many of these items weren't something ordinary people could afford.
"Aiyo, if it isn't Young Master Feng, what wind blew a great deity like you here today?
Please come in, please come in! "
Zheng Dongliu was the manager of the Yin Gou Ward. He was over sixty years old and had seen countless people. His eyes were quite sharp, and with one glance, he recognized Feng Feiyun.
Even though Zheng Dongliu's eyes couldn't be considered fiery eyes, he had seen countless people. He was experienced and deep, and his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's.
This was the first time Feng Feiyun came to the Yin Gou Ward, but this Spirit State City's Taisui Lord had already been written in his account book. This was a big financial backer, and he needed to be properly received.
Feng Feiyun held his fan and elegantly walked into the Yin Gou Ward. He smiled and said: "The Yin Gou Ward truly lives up to its name. This is the first time this young master has come here, but you, the manager, already know me."
"In Spirit State City, if anyone doesn't know of you, Young Master Feng, then this business will certainly not be able to continue." Zheng Dongliu invited Feiyun to the inner hall and prepared a pot of good tea. He seemed to be very familiar with the two.
Feng Feiyun was not polite. He sat down and smiled: "Mister Manager's joke is too big. Other people might not be able to continue, but the Yin Gou Ward is definitely not one of them."
Behind the Yin Gou Ward was the Yin Gou Clan. As one of the four great clans of the Jin Dynasty, ordinary people couldn't afford to offend them.
Feng Feiyun naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to challenge the Yin Gou Clan. At the very least, he didn't have the strength to do so right now.
From the moment Feng Feiyun entered the door, Zheng Dongliu was sizing up this legendary second generation young master of Spirit State City. However, the impression that Feng Feiyun gave him was completely different from what he imagined.
This Young Master Feng didn't seem to be an idiot!
Zheng Dongliu laughed, and he asked: "Young Master Feng wouldn't come to the Three Jewel Temple for no reason. What do you want to buy at the Yin Gou Ward?"
"Weapons, the best weapons of your Yin Gou Ward." Feng Feiyun said.
Zheng Dongliu said: "Weapons are divided into twenty-eight types: swords, sabers, rings, hooks, spears … Wait a minute, which one does Young Master Feng want to buy?"
"Sabers!" Feng Feiyun said.
"Sabers are divided into thirty-four types: Zhanmadao, Willow Leaf Saber, Podao, Goose Feather Saber, Great Ring Saber, Tiger Fang Saber … Wait a minute, which one does Young Master Feng want?"
Zheng Dongliu was obviously a shrewd merchant, and he was very familiar with all kinds of products. Otherwise, he wouldn't be the manager of the Yin Gou Ward's branch.
"Heavy Saber!" Feng Feiyun said.
Zheng Dongliu was astonished. This Young Master Feng looked like someone who didn't even have the strength to truss a chicken. Could he even pick up a heavy saber?
Even though he was full of questions, Zheng Dongliu was still a merchant, and a shrewd merchant naturally knew how to control his mouth. He didn't ask the questions in his heart.
"Heavy Sabers, the lightest one is eighty-nine jin, and they are divided into three types: Fine Iron Saber, Treasure Saber, and Spirit Saber.
I believe that a weapon like the Fine Iron Saber is not something that Young Master Feng would like.
But today, the Yin Gou Ward has a total of two extremely heavy Treasure Sabers for Young Master Feng to choose from. "Zheng Dongliu said.
Weapons were divided into three types: Heavy Weapon, Treasure Weapon, and Spirit Weapon.
High quality Weapons were all made from Fine Iron. One saber could split an iron ingot without damaging the blade.
However, even the lowest level Treasure Weapon could easily cut apart the highest quality Weapon. It was extremely tough, and it was made from a few special metals and materials; it was very precious.
As for Spirit Weapons above Treasure Weapons, they were even rarer. Each one of them was a godly weapon with earth-shattering power. Even if ten cities were to be traded for one, no one would be willing to trade.
Spirit State City's Yin Gou Ward didn't even have a single Spirit Weapon. Spirit Weapon level weapons could only be bought at the Yin Gou Main Ward.
Zheng Dongliu led Feng Feiyun to the fifth floor of the Yin Gou Ward.
The higher the level, the higher the quality of the weapons, and the stricter the security.
The first Treasure Weapon level Heavy Saber was carried up by two guards. It was completely black, and the blade was two meters long. The blade was as wide as a door, and the back of the blade was half a palm thick. There were beast patterns engraved on it, and it emitted a chilling aura, as if it was a saber made from ice.
This was a true chilling aura, and people couldn't help but shiver.
"This Treasure Weapon is called Brutal Tooth. It weighs three hundred and forty-two pounds, and it is made from Deep Sea Black Iron. The blade is as cold as ice, and when it cuts through a person's neck, it can instantly freeze the person's blood. Therefore, after killing someone, the blade will not be stained with blood."
Zheng Dongliu carried a bucket of water and poured it directly onto the blade. There was a "chi chi" sound, and before the water could drip down from the blade, it was already frozen into a layer of ice.
"This Saber's price is three thousand gold coins."
One gold coin = one hundred silver coins = ten thousand copper coins.
One gold coin was enough for an ordinary family to live on for a year. From this, it could be seen that three thousand gold coins was a huge sum of money. In the eyes of ordinary people, it was an astronomical figure.
"Good Saber!"
Feng Feiyun clapped his hands and praised. Then he shook his head and said: "Unfortunately, this Saber is too big. Is there a Heavy Saber with a smaller blade?"
Feng Feiyun didn't mention the price of the Saber at all. It was obvious that three thousand gold coins was not a problem for him.
"Yes!"
Zheng Dongliu ordered people to bring up the second Treasure Weapon!
This second Saber was about three feet long, and the blade was as wide as the back of one's hand. It was crimson in color, and the texture was simple and exquisite. When one touched the blade, there was a warm feeling.
The blade looked simple and unadorned, and the blade was quite rough. There were even some nicks on it. It didn't have the slightest feeling of a Treasure Weapon.
Zheng Dongliu sighed and said: "This Saber is called Crimson Dragon. Its material is quite special. After appraisal, it actually contains nine types of rare iron. Even though it is only three feet long, it weighs two hundred and forty pounds. This is simply amazing."
After seeing this Saber, Feng Feiyun's eyes flashed with a strange splendor. He suddenly stood up and gently stroked the blade with his fingers. His heart was overjoyed. According to his intuition, although this Saber was a little inferior, its power was definitely ten times stronger than the previous one.
He could feel that there was a Spirit Qi flowing within the Saber. This feeling was very subtle. Apart from him, no one else would be able to sense this Spirit Qi.
"This is a Spirit Weapon. However, the Saber is broken and the Spirit Qi inside is almost completely removed. Therefore, no one can recognize that it used to be a Spirit Weapon."
Feng Feiyun's fingers touched the broken part of the Saber and made this judgment in his heart.
Even though it was a broken Spirit Weapon, its power was not something an ordinary Treasure Weapon could compare with.
Feng Feiyun calmly withdrew his hand, nodded, and said: "This Saber seems to be congenial with me. Manager Zheng, how much is this Saber?"
"Five thousand gold coins."
Zheng Dongliu naturally knew that this Saber was extraordinary, but he did not know why it was so extraordinary. Therefore, after announcing this price, his heart was still beating fast. His eyes slightly glanced at Feng Feiyun.
This broken Saber was a broken Spirit Weapon. Its value was definitely more than fifty thousand gold coins. Feng Feiyun laughed in his heart at Zheng Dongliu's ignorance. However, his face revealed a hesitant expression. He frowned and said: "Manager Zheng, you are trying to cheat me!
Five thousand gold coins is enough for this Young Master to play with five thousand top beauties. For a broken Saber to be worth five thousand gold coins, isn't this robbery? "
Zheng Dongliu smiled and said: "Then how much does Young Master Feng think is suitable?"
"Three thousand gold coins." Feng Feiyun said.
"Good, then it's settled."
Zheng Dongliu seemed to be afraid that Feng Feiyun would return. He readily agreed with a smile on his face. Three thousand gold coins was already double the price he had estimated.
Seeing Zheng Dongliu agree so readily, Feng Feiyun sighed in his heart. It seemed that his price was still too high. But three thousand gold coins for a broken Spirit Weapon, Feng Feiyun had already made a big profit.
Zheng Dongliu smiled even more happily than Feng Feiyun. He also specially gifted a Fine Iron Scabbard. The scabbard was engraved with gorgeous patterns. It seemed to be of high quality.
"Young Master Feng, do you want me to personally send this Saber to your mansion?"
The Scarlet Dragon Saber weighed two hundred and forty pounds. Zheng Dongliu naturally did not think that Feng Feiyun could lift it. Therefore, he asked.
"No need."
After Feng Feiyun paid the bill, he reached out his hand to receive the Scarlet Red Saber. He held it in his hand, and then he directly turned around and went downstairs.
Zheng Dongliu stared at him in shock as he went down the stairs. After a long time, he regained his wits and muttered to himself: "Strange, strange. The legendary idiot turned out to be a master. Interesting, interesting. It seems like I have to immediately sell this news to Feng Suiyu. I'm sure I can sell it for a good price."
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"Young Master, this is the Saber you bought?"
The two servants waiting outside of the Yin Gou Ward saw Feng Feiyun coming out from inside, and they immediately came to greet him.
"It is only a broken Saber, nothing to see." Feng Feiyun smiled and nodded his head, then he led the way.
Feng Ping and Feng An followed behind him and asked: "Young Master, where are we going?"
"Drink some tea!"
"The best teahouse in Spirit State City is the Bamboo Spire Pavilion, and the oldest teahouse is the Water Purification Platform. Young Master, which one do you want to go to?"
Feng Feiyun smiled and didn't say anything. He quickly shuttled through the Old Street. Even though he was carrying a Saber that weighed two hundred and forty pounds, his steps were still as fast as if he was flying. The two servants behind him were so tired that they were out of breath.
Now that his cultivation had reached the early stage of the Spirit Realm realm, and his dantian had nurtured a long river of spirit energy, he could be considered to have crossed the threshold of cultivation. Feng Feiyun's mood was unprecedentedly good.
After passing through three streets, Feng Feiyun finally stopped at the entrance of a simple and secluded alley.
At the entrance of the alley, there was an old open-air teahouse. The roof of the teahouse was covered with straw, and there were five shabby tables underneath. Next to one of the tables was a wooden board with the word "Tea" written on it.
Feng Ping and Feng An panted as they caught up to Feng Feiyun. They looked at the teahouse at the entrance of the alley with a look of realization.
"So Young Master wasn't drinking tea, but the Luo Family's little girl." Feng Ping smiled evilly.
"Last time Young Master was softhearted and let her go, but this time she won't be able to escape. Haha!" Feng An's smile became even more undulating.
This teahouse was managed by Luo Yu'er and Old Man Luo!
Feng Feiyun wasn't a bully, and he wouldn't do anything to Luo Yu'er. He just wanted to check on Old Man Luo's injuries. After all, this old man and his granddaughter were alone and had no one to rely on. Moreover, they were injured by his own servant, so he had to bear some responsibility.
Giving them some money can also make their lives a little better.
Feng Feiyun looked up and saw that the Luo Family's little girl was brewing tea in the teahouse. Her petite figure was slender and elegant, just like a little sister next door.
A gentle breeze blew past, causing her blue hair ribbon to fall from her head. Her fine black hair scattered like a waterfall.
The wind also blew away the hot steam, and the fragrance of tea filled the Old Street.