After leaving the Wang family, Wang Chen found an abandoned thatched hut outside Moyun City. After cleaning it, it became a temporary residence.
Although Wang Changfeng had given him a lot of money for expenses before, but considering that purchasing a spiritual sword was a big expense, Wang Chen decided to be more frugal and save as much as possible.
After eating something casually, Wang Chen held a dead branch and began to practice swordsmanship.
Although he could not practice before, Wang Changfeng still taught him some martial arts and swordsmanship moves in order to let him exercise.
Wang Chen has also practiced hard and has long been familiar with these sword techniques. He can perform each move like clouds and flowing water.
After some practice, Wang Chen's body was soaked with sweat.
He took back the branch in his hand and looked into the distance.
A girl walked slowly.
She was wearing a green dress, her long black hair was tied up, she was tall, and her bright eyes were filled with tenacity.
"Sister Qingyao."
Wang Chen shouted.
The girl is the only daughter of Wang Yan, the head of the Wang family, and the granddaughter of Wang Changfeng. She is one year older than Wang Chen, and her name is Wang Qingyao.
"Brother Wang Chen, why did you find such a shabby place to live?"
Wang Qingyao asked with a frown.
Wang Chen smiled and did not explain.
"The pressure exerted by the tribe is too great. My father had no choice but to drive you out of the Wang family."
Wang Qingyao sighed and said.
"I can understand that you have your own difficulties, and I am no longer suitable to stay in the Wang family."
Wang Chen nodded.
As Wang Changfeng's biological son and granddaughter, Wang Yan and Wang Qingyao have always treated him well.
Even if he was expelled from the Wang family, Wang Chen had no complaints against them.
"The clan wants to build a tomb for grandpa. I hope to take grandpa's sword back and bury it together."
Wang Qingyao continued.
Hearing this, Wang Chen's expression changed slightly, and then returned to normal.
"Sister Qingqing, please forgive me. The only relic of my grandfather that I have is the sword. I want to keep it."
"If Sister Qingyao wants to find out if there is an opportunity left by grandpa hidden in the sword, then I can tell you that there is indeed it."
"It's just that the opportunity is only suitable for me. Even if you take it away, you won't be able to use it."
Wang Qingyao's face became a little cold and stern.
She stared straight at Wang Chen, with spiritual energy surging in her palms.
Wang Chen was unmoved.
As the strongest member of the younger generation of the Wang family, Wang Qingyao is already at the Aperture Realm.
With his current strength, he is definitely no match for this woman.
But the next moment, the spiritual energy in Wang Qingyao's palm dispersed.
She sighed and said slowly:
"When my grandfather was alive, he never told me or my father that there was an opportunity hidden in his sword."
"Perhaps, that opportunity really does not belong to our Wang family. My father and I will respect grandpa and not embarrass you."
Wang Chen cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Sister Qingyao."
"If you cut off Wang Tuo's hand, people from his lineage will not let you go."
"And that opportunity can allow you to undergo such a transformation, and you can have the power to kill the Pulse Opening State overnight, so they must be jealous."
After saying that, Wang Qingyao turned around and left.
"Sister Qingyao, stay here." Wang Chen said quickly.
"What's the matter?"
"Borrow some money." Wang Chen said a little embarrassed.
The corner of Wang Qingyao's mouth curled up.
"You have been tenacious since childhood and have your own arrogance, but you have never opened your mouth to anyone, but today you will borrow money from me."
After saying that, he flicked his jade hand and shot out a spirit coin card.
Wang Chen took the spirit coin card and was about to say thank you when Wang Qingyao turned around and left.
…
Lingbao Pavilion.
The largest Lingbao sales office in Moyun City.
Although it has such a name, most of the weapons in the Lingbao Pavilion are ordinary weapons, and there are not many high-grade Lingbao.
As soon as Wang Chen entered Lingbao Pavilion, a maid came forward.
"I want to see the spirit sword."
Under the leadership of the maid, Wang Chen came to a huge standing cabinet.
There are many grids on the cabinet, and a sword is placed in each grid.
"Sir, the lower three floors are made of swords made of various precious materials. They are extremely sharp."
"The upper two layers are first-grade spiritual swords, suitable for monks to use."
As she said that, the maid looked Wang Chen up and down.
Wang Chen looks very ordinary. He doesn't look like a monk who has embarked on the path of spiritual practice, nor does he look like he can afford a spiritual sword.
Wang Chen's eyes fell on those spiritual swords, and the prices shocked him.
I have been living in seclusion for these years and have worked hard to cultivate without spending much money. I have 30,000 spirit coins in my savings.
In addition to the spirit coin card given by Wang Qingyao, there are 20,000 spirit coins in it, adding up to 50,000 spirit coins.
But the prices of these spirit swords all start at one hundred thousand.
Still too poor.
Wang Chen helplessly sighed secretly.
Somewhat embarrassed, I asked, "Do you have any cheaper spirit swords here?"
The maid couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and curled her lips. She was indeed a pauper.
"Yes, there are a bunch of incomplete spiritual swords there, and the price is much cheaper than this."
Wang Chen followed the maid's gaze and saw several spiritual swords piled randomly in a corner.
However, those spiritual swords were either broken or damaged, and had long lost their function.
"Master, since we are absorbing sword energy, are these spiritual swords useful?"
"Although it is incomplete, there is still sword energy left on it, but the effect will be less effective."
Mu Qing's voice sounded.
Hearing this, Wang Chen felt happy.
"How to sell these?"
A hint of confusion suddenly appeared on the maid's face.
These spiritual swords are all scraps that have been recently recovered, ready to be forged into ordinary swords for sale.
This kid, want to buy these scraps?
Is there something wrong with your brain?
"Sir, these are all scraps. If you can't afford a spiritual sword, you can just buy an ordinary sword."
The maid couldn't help but remind her.
"No, I want these."
Wang Chen shook his head and said.
After successfully breaking through, he became very sensitive to sword energy.
From the pile of incomplete spiritual swords, he could feel the strong sword energy.
The maid wanted to persuade Wang Chen again, but she immediately stopped when she saw the latter's firm eyes.
"If you really want to buy it, I'll sell you this pile of 40,000 spirit coins. After all, if these scraps are forged into swords, they can be sold at a good price."
Wang Chen paid the money directly without saying a word.
The sword energy contained in this pile of spiritual sword scraps is completely equivalent to several intact spiritual swords.
This time, I really made a lot of money.
Seeing Wang Chen preparing to leave with the scraps of the spiritual sword, the maid was a little stunned.
She can also get a lot of commission from selling these scraps.
But she couldn't understand why anyone would spend money to buy it.
Is he a weapon refiner?
"Wang Chen? Why are you here?"
At this time, a sound of surprise sounded.
Wang Chen looked up and saw Wang Tuo leading a few people towards Lingbao Pavilion.
"What a coincidence. Is Master Wang's hand feeling better?"
Wang Chen said with a smile.
Wang Tuo was suddenly furious. His hands were wrapped in gauze and hung around his neck. Isn't this a naked mockery of Wang Chen?
"The more you smile now, the more you cry next time."
Wang Tuo snorted coldly, a cold look flashed in his eyes.
After saying that, he walked towards Lingbao Pavilion.
However, before he even took a step, Wang Tuo felt his body take off.
Bang!
Wang Chen grabbed Wang Tuo's collar and smashed him to the ground.
