The architecture of the capital gave Fang Lei a grand and huge first impression.
Ordinary buildings are up to ten meters high, while restaurants stand in every corner of the city, as eye-catching as tall towers.
The streets are spacious and can accommodate hundreds of people walking side by side. They are not crowded at all. This makes Fang Lei feel as if he is in a huge country.
The two continued to move forward. Along the way, Fang Lei noticed many stalls placed on both sides of the road.
These stalls are dazzling with a wide variety of products and seem to cover a variety of fields.
He came to a bookstall and knelt down to browse carefully. The stall seemed ordinary, covering an area of only ten meters, but it displayed a large number of exercises and martial arts.
Most of them are at the middle or upper level of Xuan level, a few are at the top level of Xuan level, and the exercises and martial arts of low level at Earth level are extremely rare.
As for the higher-level earth-level mid-level exercises and martial arts, basically no one has seen them.
Fang Lei pointed his finger and asked, "What is the price of these martial arts skills?"
The person setting up the stall was a warrior with advanced cultivation. Fang Lei was currently unable to determine which realm he had reached.
When he saw Fang Lei's inquiry, he responded enthusiastically: "Young hero, I collected these exercises and martial arts from various places, and the quality is guaranteed."
"Mysterious-level middle-grade 300 low-grade yuan stones, top-grade 500, top-grade 800, and prefecture-level low-grade starting from 3,000." Which book do you want, I can give you a preferential price. "
After hearing this, Fang Lei secretly calculated in his mind that although these exercises and martial arts were not of high level, they were still very helpful for his current stage of cultivation.
Seeing Fang Lei's hesitation, the stall owner said impatiently: "Do you want to buy it or not? If you don't want to buy it, leave quickly and don't block the stall."
Fang Lei had already made a decision in his heart. He has a system that contains various stages of martial arts skills, so he won't buy anything from a roadside stall.
After the two left, the square-faced martial artist suggested: "The goods at the roadside stalls are average. If you are interested in buying high-grade martial arts skills, I can take you to the trading hall."
Fang Lei asked with some confusion: "Trading hall? Is it Fangshi?"
"You can say that, but it's not entirely true. The trading hall is the place with the richest treasures in the capital."
"Sometimes, there will even be strong men from the Lichen Realm selling or buying treasures in the Cleansing Mortal Realm, but not everyone is qualified to enter." The square-faced warrior explained.
Fang Lei asked: "What are the conditions required to enter?"
"Either he is a strong person in the Cleansing Mortal Realm or Lichen Realm, or he is an alchemy master, or he is worth a lot of money, at least possessing more than 100,000 low-grade Yuan Stones! Young hero, are you interested in finding out?" The square-faced warrior asked curiously. ask.
Fang Lei originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Fang Fang's curious eyes, he nodded: "Okay, take us to see him."
So, the square-faced warrior silently led the way. After a while he stopped in front of a wide street.
He turned back to Fang Lei and said, "Young hero, in front of you is the trading hall."
Hearing these words, Fang Lei raised his head and looked at the huge building that appeared in front of him, with surprise in his eyes.
Fang Lei couldn't help but sigh: "It is indeed a city of a large empire. This size is already half the size of Yong'an Town, Wuling County, Maple Leaf Empire."
The two continued to move forward. Due to limited conditions, many people were stopped by several guards with sharp eyes like eagles in front of them. Only a small number of people were able to pass.
Still, the crowds kept coming.
"My identity doesn't allow you to enter, so just stay outside and wait for the young hero." The square-faced warrior suddenly said.
The two of them, Fang Lei alone, walked to the door of the trading hall, passed the inspection by the guards, and walked into the trading hall in a dignified manner.
For Fang Lei now, he is already worth 100,000 low-grade Yuan stones.
After entering the main hall, the noise from the outside world was immediately cut off.
Fang Lei felt as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden, staring at the gorgeous hall in front of her like a crystal city with astonishment.
There were no armed guards inside the hall, but Fang Lei keenly felt that as soon as he stepped into the door of this building, no less than dozens of sharp eyes swept over him.
After a while, these scrutinizing eyes slowly withdrew.
"It is worthy of being the giant of a large empire. It is amazing how many powerful men of the Mortal Realm and the Lichen Realm lurk in this hall." Fang Lei sighed in his heart.
His eyes glanced around and found that there were transparent crystal counters at regular intervals, with various items displayed inside.
Shining spiritual weapons, demonic beast inner elixirs that emit vitality fluctuations, rare spiritual herbs, and martial arts skills are all displayed in front of you.
A group of people gathered in front of almost every counter, more than half of whom were warriors of the Xuanwu Realm and the Mortal Cleansing Realm. The rest are prominent alchemists and merchants.
Fang Lei walked slowly and observed. The items here are dazzling and all-encompassing.
There are many extremely valuable treasures among them, and even Fang Lei cannot easily buy them now.
He noticed a luminous elixir placed on a crystal counter. It was as white as a big pearl, but the price was as high as half a million low-grade Yuan stones, which made him speechless.
A high-grade Xuan-level "Cleaning the Mortal Pill! It washes away the mortal world and makes you reborn. If you take it at the ninth level of Xuanwu, there is an 80% chance of breaking through to the realm of Cleansing the Mortal."
The interior of the hall was vast, so Fang Lei was not impatient or in a hurry to buy.
Buying or not buying doesn't matter to him. However, just when he had this mentality, a light suddenly lit up in front of him, which attracted Fang Lei's attention.
"Hmm! A mysterious-level top-grade spiritual weapon, a long sword? This is worth seeing." Fang Lei murmured to himself.
There was not a large crowd in front of the counter. There were about eight or nine warriors gathered. Several of them were just watching, while only three or four were bargaining.
"Boss, can the price of this Tiger Soul Sword be reduced? How about 290,000 low-grade Yuan Stones?"
"That's true, boss. After all, this is just a mysterious-level top-grade spiritual weapon, and it's only worth more than 200,000 yuan at most. You want to sell it for 300,000 yuan, which is a bit high!"
"Boss, please give the Murong family some face. I, Murong Kun, am willing to pay 270,000 yuan, no matter how much more." A suave young man with a beautiful tree in the wind asked.
"Not selling!" The seller was a powerful middle-aged man with a firm voice.
"Everyone, let's leave. This boss obviously doesn't intend to close the deal." Murong Kun persuaded the others to leave.
He loved the tiger sword very much and planned to use this method to play hard to get. Several bystanders obviously had a tacit understanding and pretended to leave.
This move caused the other two people who inquired to hesitate.
Faced with the middle-aged people's unwillingness to let go, they seemed to have really lost interest in the deal.
Although they are all warriors in the Xuanwu realm, their cultivation level is not high. The strongest one is only at the eighth level of Xuanwu realm, and they are not rich in Yuan stones.
The price of 300,000 yuan prohibits them, because most warriors at the eighth level of Xuanwu usually only have a reserve of more than 100,000 yuan, and their daily cultivation also requires a large amount of yuan stones.
Faced with several potential buyers preparing to leave, the middle-aged man selling the knife showed a troubled expression on his face.
He sighed and said helplessly: "This Tiger Soul Sword is a mysterious-level spiritual weapon that can increase the power of blood. If it weren't for..."
"You won't sell it even if you give me 300,000 yuan, that's all. The lowest price is 250,000 yuan. If you want it, take it. If you don't, forget it!"
"Two hundred and thirty thousand!" Murong Kun's eyes flashed and he reported a new number.
At this moment, a shout came: "Two hundred and fifty thousand, I bought it." Fang Lei walked over.
The blade of the knife was dark red in color, more than a palm wide, with a simple and smooth arc shape, and a layer of blood-red patterns on it. From a distance, it looked like a tiger pouncing on a predator.
The knife is over five feet long, with a handle nearly a foot long and an inch thick back.
Fang Lei just glanced at it, his eyes no longer leaving the tiger sword on the counter.
The reason why Fang Lei wanted this tiger soul sword was because the system just reminded him that he needed to buy it.
The system immediately hinted: "This tiger soul sword is truly extraordinary. Its forging material is taken from a piece of blue meteorite. This piece of green meteorite fell from the sky. The power of its fall can even kill the fifth-level monster - the red-blooded tiger."
After refining the blood essence of the Red Blood Tiger, the forging process of the sword became even more mysterious and legendary.
It is said that during the forging process, the Tiger Soul Sword made a loud roar that lasted for five days.
There is only one step left before it can step into the ranks of earth-level low-grade spiritual weapons and become a real treasured sword, the system indicated.
Fang Lei responded: "What?" His answer shocked several people, including Murong Kun.
In their opinion, since the middle-aged man selling the knife had relented, they only needed to adjust the price to 2,300,000 to 40,000 yuan. However, they did not expect that Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared, and someone jumped in front of them to bid for the price. Purchased successfully.
The middle-aged man looked at Fang Lei and asked, "Do you want to buy it?"
Fang Lei replied: "Since you have already spoken, there should be no problem."
Sure enough, Fang Lei took out 250,000 low-grade Yuan stones from the storage bag without saying a word.
The strong man was overjoyed when he saw this, took the Yuan Stone, and handed the Tiger Soul Sword to Fang Lei.
"This tiger soul sword belongs to you now. I hope you will make good use of it." The middle-aged man looked happy, but there was still a trace of reluctance in his eyes.
If he hadn't taken a fancy to an advanced technique that was extremely beneficial to him, he would never have been in a hurry to sell this extraordinary mortal weapon, the Tiger Soul Sword.
Just as the two were about to trade, Murong Kun and others next to them began to feel dissatisfied.
"Wait! Two hundred and fifty thousand, right? Then it's two hundred and fifty thousand. I, Murong Kun, want it. Boy, get out of the way." Murong Kun said angrily.
Although Murong Kun was angry, they did not dare to take strong measures in the trading hall.
Murong Kun gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and reached out for the Tiger Soul Saber.
However, the middle-aged man pushed away his palm, turned sideways and said to Fang Lei: "Little brother, I can see that you also love knives. Unlike some people who only want to take advantage, I will sell this knife to you."
He took the tiger sword and handed it to Fang Lei without even looking at Murong Kun.
It was true that Murong Kun was bargaining too hard, which made him hold back his breath.
At this moment, Murong Kun's face was very ugly. He looked at the middle-aged man coldly and said, "Very good, you didn't give me the Murong family face. It seems you are very confident."
"Huh? What can the Murong family do? If you dare to take action here, I will praise you that the Murong family is amazing." A trace of ridicule flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.
The background of this trading hall is extremely powerful. If Murong Kun dares to snatch a top-quality mortal weapon here, it will lead to unpredictable consequences.
Not to mention that he was in the Cleansing Mortal Realm, even if he was in the Lichen Realm, he could not escape the disaster.
When Murong Kun heard this, he felt as sick as swallowing mud, but he was helpless.
Threatening the boss was of no avail, so he immediately turned around, stared at Fang Lei with an evil look and said, "Boy, I am willing to give you two hundred and fifty thousand yuan in exchange for this knife being mine."
Fang Lei took back the tiger sword, shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't sell it."
"You have to think twice before offending us..." Murong Kun was frustrated again and his face turned red.
Fang Lei directly interrupted the other party: "The Murong family, right?"
"Did the Murong family's reputation come from forced purchases and forced transactions?"
Fang Lei felt disgusted with these children of aristocratic families who thought highly of themselves.
"What's wrong with being a member of an aristocratic family? What does the Mortal Cleansing Realm mean? In short, the use of force is strictly prohibited in the trading hall. Why should I give up the Tiger Soul Sword that I like?" Fang Lei said calmly.
Murong Kun said sinisterly: "You brat, don't be ungrateful. A little person with unknown origins at the ninth level of Xuanwu, don't try to fight against us."
