Star-Gazing Pavilion was already quiet at this ti, as the elite disciples of this generation had long since followed the sect leader to Smokeless Gorge. Looking at the Star-Gazing Pavilion still lit in the distance, Lin Feng had no desire to return. With a decisive glance, he turned away without lingering.
"Lin Feng, we should think about how to deal with the six old monsters inside you." Hua Shengmi said.
"How to deal with them? I wish I knew the way. But there’s no good thod. You ntioned sacrificing a Soul Device, where am I supposed to find one?" Lin Feng replied helplessly.
"That, I don’t know. You have to realize that as you grow stronger, they will too. Your ultimate goal now is to beco stronger," Hua Shengmi said calmly, though his words carried a hint of unreliability.
"How about this, you go experience the world. I think facing life and death is always beneficial for you." Hua Shengmi suggested.
"Even if I want to train, I need to get a weapon first." Lin Feng said expressionlessly.
"I know, your sword technique is quite good. If you keep cultivating, you’ll eventually beco a master of the Sword Path." Hua Shengmi comnted.
"But even a Sword Path master needs a good Cultivation Technique?" Lin Feng said mildly.
"Then go look for it. Maybe so great Sword Path master perished outside, and you discovered their cave, learned the unparalleled sword technique, and beca the number one in the Human Realm." Hua Shengmi tempted him.
"I don’t believe a word of that, but first I need to get a sword; that’s what’s most important." Lin Feng said indifferently, dismissing Hua Shengmi’s storylines that wouldn’t even appear in third-rate novels.
Ye Feng imdiately went into a small town near the Star-Gazing Pavilion and entered a local clothing store, changing his blue shirt for a robe.
Then he left the inn and, based on inquiries to the shopkeeper, went to the town’s best weapons shop, planning to find a good sword.
According to the shopkeeper, Lin Feng walked into a narrow street, hearing the continuous sound of iron forging from inside, he knew he had arrived.
Pulling back the curtain, he went inside and saw a pair of n and won, seemingly senior and junior disciples, selecting weapons there.
As Lin Feng walked in, a young clerk approached him respectfully and asked, "Daoist, what kind of weapon are you looking for?"
Lin Feng’s entrance apparently caught the pair’s attention. They glanced at Lin Feng, who exuded an ethereal aura in his robe, giving off a certain transcendent feeling.
"Do you have good swords?" Lin Feng asked.
Upon hearing Lin Feng ntion swords, the young man thought for a mont and said, "In the shop, there are only two good swords, one of which is very heavy, I can’t move it. Would you like to co and see it with ?"
Lin Feng smiled and agreed naturally.
He followed the young clerk to a storeroom, which the clerk casually opened, leading Lin Feng inside. There were many swords and sabers, all emitting a chilling aura. These ordinary swords were no worse than the standard weapons held by the disciples of the Star-Gazing Pavilion.
Lin Feng continued following the young clerk and saw a long sword, narrow and long like a willow branch, which made Lin Feng a bit displeased, feeling that this sword seed sowhat flimsy.
The young clerk, experienced in reading expressions, could tell from Lin Feng’s look that he didn’t like the sword. So, he didn’t introduce it and directly opened another box.
This sword had an ancient design, a dark color, and an enormous body, giving off an extrely heavy feeling at a glance. Lin Feng reached out his hand to lift it and imdiately felt its weight.
He slightly sensed an electric current, seemingly running through the blade.
"Strange, why would there be an electric current inside the sword, and why is it so black?" Lin Feng wondered.
"Daoist, are you surprised that this sword is so heavy and dark in color?" The young clerk, seeing Lin Feng’s puzzled expression, understood the question in his heart and asked.
"Indeed, why is that?"
"This sword was forged by our shopkeeper using a hundred pounds of black iron, hence it weighs eighty-one pounds, and it was struck by lightning on the day of completion, which changed its color. But it truly is a rare treasure." The young clerk explained.
"This sword is fantastic. The lightning strike infusing the sword with electric power makes it a sharp weapon." Hua Shengmi analyzed.
Weapons are generally classified into Sharp Weapon, Spiritual Artifact, Treasure, Divine Weapon, these four levels. In the Star-Gazing Pavilion, only the people of the elder generation hold Spiritual Artifacts, most of which are Low Grade, and so even have Sharp Weapons."
Sharp Weapons have no rank.
They just possess certain attributes, and Thunder Attribute Sharp Weapons are extrely rare, generally having the capabilities to fend off evil, suppress demons, and having a paralyzing attribute. If struck by this sword, the wound will beco paralyzed.
"Good sword, how much for this one?" Lin Feng directly asked.
Silver notes obtained from Zhou Li and Li Ding were plentiful, so Lin Feng wasn’t short of money.
The young clerk pondered briefly and said, "Our shopkeeper ntioned that this sword won’t be sold for less than a thousand silver taels."
A thousand silver taels isn’t a small sum. Lin Feng only gained fifteen hundred taels from Zhou Li and Li Ding, but this is quite a bargain, since this sword is a Sharp Weapon, especially rare with Thunder Attribute, valued akin to a Low Grade Spiritual Artifact.
An ordinary Sharp Weapon would cost at least ten thousand silver taels, and a Low Grade Spiritual Artifact isn’t sothing that money can buy.
Without hesitation, Lin Feng directly pulled out silver notes, counting out a thousand taels, and handed them to the clerk. The clerk, seeing that it was a silver note from the Court Bank, nodded repeatedly, saying, "Daoist, the Court Bank’s silver notes are the most reliable."
"In that case, this sword is mine," Lin Feng said with a slight smile.
"Indeed, Daoist, take care. Are there any other blades you’re interested in?" the young clerk continued to ask.
"That’s all, farewell," Lin Feng directly bid farewell.
Lin Feng placed the sword directly into the Wanluo Bag. While treasures like the Qiankun Bag are rare, several outstanding disciples at the Star-Gazing Pavilion possess them, including Zhou Li who has one. To avoid drawing attention, Lin Feng wore one at his waist to conceal his Wanluo Bag.
After all, the Wanluo Bag is considered a supre treasure.
A man with a treasure incurs jealousy; Lin Feng understood this principle sowhat.
Stepping out of the weapons shop, he found that the pair of senior and junior disciples had already vanished, presumably having selected their desired weapon.
This sword, born of lightning, Lin Feng irresponsibly nad Thunder Blade. As he did, he heard voices outside.
"That’s the Tianxing rcenary Group, I hear they’re going to Luo Lan Forest again." soone exclaid.
"Indeed, this is the third ti this month the Tianxing rcenary Group has ventured into Luo Lan Forest."
"Have you heard? Rumor has it that a hidden expert’s treasure is in Luo Lan Forest. The leader of the Tianxing rcenary Group learned of this and repeatedly entered Luo Lan Forest searching for the expert’s treasure, but many rcenaries of the Tianxing Group have already perished."
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