Unknowingly, the carriage had arrived at the Imperial Trading Company.
Han Feng originally wanted to change his clothes and enter the business, but then he thought about it.
He was sitting in the carriage of the city lord's palace and holding the silver medal given by Qin Fengqing.
Being so secretive would arouse suspicion, so it would be better to walk in openly.
At the moment, Han Feng asked the coachman to wait outside and walked into the Imperial Trading Company located in the east of the city.
As soon as he entered the business, he was greeted by a waitress.
Seeing Han Feng dressed neatly and looking good, the woman smiled brightly.
"Welcome, may I ask what type of items your distinguished guest needs to purchase?"
Han Feng didn't say much and directly handed the silver medal in his hand to the woman.
"I want to exchange it for a thousand low-level spiritual stones."
As soon as she saw the medal in Han Feng's hand, the woman's eyes lit up, her expression suddenly became more respectful, she bowed and took the medal with both hands and said.
"Dear guest, please wait a moment. I will exchange the spirit stones for you right now."
Not long after, Han Feng had a heavy leather bag in his hand, which contained a thousand spiritual stones and weighed more than a hundred kilograms.
However, with Han Feng's current cultivation level, it would be effortless to carry it on his shoulders.
The waitress exchanged the spirit stones for Han Feng and asked Han Feng if he needed anything else.
Han Feng thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said very generously.
"Go to the third floor and have a look."
At this moment, Han Feng was carrying a huge sum of money and felt the wind blowing under his feet.
If it weren't for the spiritual stone falling behind his back, he would probably be floating.
On the third floor of the Imperial Commercial Bank, it was not the first time for Han Feng to come up.
But seeing these pills, talismans, spiritual weapons, etc., Han Feng was still a little dazzled.
The items on the third floor are also very expensive. Ordinary elixirs also cost several spirit stones.
Han Feng didn't look much, and went straight to the display cabinet near the center of the third floor, where he saw a gleaming silver sword.
This is exactly what Han Feng was looking for when he came to the trading house last time, a second-level water attribute spiritual weapon.
When Han Feng first saw this long sword, he felt that it was very suitable for Chu Hanxin, but this long sword was worth two hundred spirit stones.
With Han Feng's financial resources at that time, he couldn't afford it. Today, he finally has the ability.
Without any hesitation, Han Feng bought the long sword directly, and with the Silver Medal, he also enjoyed a 10% discount.
Over the years, Chu Hanxin did not hesitate to expend his energy and blood to make talismans to support his branch.
But the gold coins he earned were basically not used on himself, and he was reluctant to even buy an ordinary jewelry.
Han Feng had also seen her weapon, but it was just an ordinary iron sword and could not bring out her true strength at all.
With this second-level spiritual weapon, Chu Hanxin's combat power will definitely increase!
As for Han Feng himself, he has not yet condensed the spiritual cyclone, so he does not need spiritual weapons. A black crystal dagger is enough for self-defense.
After buying the long sword, Han Feng was not in a hurry to leave. On a rare visit to the Imperial Trading Company, he casually wandered around on the third floor.
For a big customer like Han Feng, the waitress naturally follows closely every step of the way and introduces various products diligently.
After walking around for a while, Han Feng didn't find anything interesting, so he was ready to leave.
"Huh……?"
There was a soft sound, but it was made by Xian'er.
"Master, go to the display cabinet in the third row on the left and take a look."
Han Feng was startled when he heard this and knew that Xian'er must have sensed something good again.
He calmly approached the direction pointed by Xian'er.
When he came to the showcase, Han Feng lowered his head and looked a little weird.
Because in the display cabinet in front of him, there was actually a dark red sword, but it only had half of the blade, and the tip to the waist was broken.
"Xian'er, is there anything special about this broken knife?"
"Master, your mental power is too weak, and it is difficult for me to sense the deeper breath of this sword.
You ask her to take out the sword, hold it in your hand, and I will sense it again. "
Seeing that Han Feng seemed interested in this broken knife, the waitress immediately introduced it.
"Sir, this is an incomplete third-level spiritual weapon, the sword of a star-level warrior.
Not long ago, in a battle, this sword was damaged, and this strong man also fell in the battle.
Although this sword has been damaged, the material of the handle is genuine third-level material, and this strong man has a close relationship with my branch, so I made an exception to display it on the third floor. "
Han Feng naturally understood what the waitress meant.
This battle knife has been scrapped, and only the material of the handle is available. It can be sold on the third floor, which is the Empire Trading Company's respect for this strong man.
He lowered his head and looked at the price. One hundred and fifty spiritual stones were almost as much as the second-level spiritual soldier just now, so naturally it was not a good deal.
But Han Feng still said.
"I want to get my hands on it and take a look."
When the waitress heard this, she immediately took out the bloody knife from the display cabinet without any hesitation.
Although the waitress was also a low-level warrior with considerable strength, she showed an expression of extreme difficulty when holding the knife in both hands.
Seeing this, Han Feng stepped forward to take the handle of the knife, and his hand sank.
This seemingly dexterous sword actually weighs nearly two hundred kilograms.
However, with Han Feng's strength, he can still hold it in one hand.
After making a few casual gestures, Han Feng asked secretly.
"Xian'er, do you feel anything?"
Xian'er pondered for a moment and responded.
"As expected, master, the original owner of this sword should be a person who is proficient in sword skills.
He must have encountered a powerful opponent in front of him. In a desperate situation, he burst out all his blood and spiritual power through this sword.
Although the blade was broken, it still contained a hint of his true sword skills and a strong evil aura. "
Han Feng was a little confused when he heard this.
"Xian'er, what's the use of these things?"
Xian'er explained.
"Master will definitely choose a weapon to practice as his strength increases in the future.
If the owner chooses a sword-type spiritual weapon, this sword contains the true meaning of sword skills, which will naturally be of great benefit to the owner.
Even if you don't choose this type of weapon, whether it's the true meaning contained in it or the evil spirit, it can sharpen the master's martial arts. "
When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but fell into thinking.
He had not thought about what type of weapons he would choose to practice in the future, but he was not very interested in sword weapons.
But after hearing Xian'er's words that it would be helpful to his martial arts, Han Feng gritted his teeth and decided to buy the broken knife.
After taking out a handful of spirit stones, Han Feng was about to deliver them.
A deep voice suddenly sounded next to Han Feng.
"Little brother, can you give me this knife?"
(PS: Three updates today, the third chapter is delivered.)
