The King of the Gods
Chapter 13: The Third Rank of the Martial Path
Half a day later, Zhao Feng carried three large bags as he entered Sun Feather City.
In a shop in Sun Feather City that sold beast skins.
“Black Spotted Wild Pigs, teeth, claws…. . Worth a total of three hundred and fifty-nine silver. ”
“Gold speckled clar ... Worth four hundred and twenty silver. ”
"Five Poison Centipede …. . It's worth two hundred and ten silver. ”
The shopkeeper expressionlessly said as he calculated the price.
"Metal Eagle Checker …. Yi! ”
Speaking here, the shopkeeper's face changed. Metal Pecker Eagle was a ferocious beast that had almost entered the ranks of deadly beasts. The defense is strong and difficult to catch. Even some cultivators of the fourth rank could not catch them.
Because of this, the price of the Metal Pecker Eagles exceeded that of other beasts of the same rank.
"Metal Eagle Checker …. . Three of them …. . A thousand hundred silver. "The shopkeeper said after pausing for a moment.
A thousand hundred silver? Zhao Feng was a little surprised because the eagle was worth more than he thought. Soon, apart from Zhao Fengs Green Headed Tiger King, the rest was settled.
"Five thousand eight hundred and fifty silver!" The shopkeeper said.
Five thousand eight hundred and fifty silver! Zhao Fengs heart accelerated. His monthly allowance was only twenty silver! He never had the time when he brought over a hundred silvers to her.
Even then, the most expensive material, the Green-Faced King Head, had yet to be added.
“How about this, I will give you a total of five thousand nine hundred silver. "The shopkeeper had a sly face.
"Sure . '' Zhao Feng couldn't be bothered to speak so he agreed.
Soon Zhao Feng received his money, all in silver notes.
"Oh yeah, did you guys take part of the deadly beast?" Zhao Feng did not leave immediately after exchanging.
"Could it be that you have a deadly beast share?" The eyes of the shopkeeper floated towards the last bag in Zhao Fengs hand.
"Yes. '' Zhao Feng slowly opened his bag, showing the part of the Green-Headed King.
Immediately a powerful aura came from the bag.
"Green Headed Tiger King!" The shopkeeper exclaimed as he looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.
He could not imagine how a second ranker so small could kill a deadly ferocious beast. It was known that deadly beasts could fight against true martial artists. There were even rumors of ferocious beasts destroying entire villages.
“We have a total of seven people. It took us a while to kill him and even then we lost someone. ”
Zhao Feng's words seemed to comfort the surprised shopkeeper.
Facing the materials, the shopkeeper's vision saw the "Zhao" symbol on Zhao Feng's clothes and finally priced it, "Sixteen thousand silver!"
When he gave the price, the workers in the shop took cold breaths. This was the first time they had heard of such a high price.
The shopkeeper did not dare to deceive Zhao Feng when he came from the Zhao sect.
The Zhao, Xin, and Qiu families were the three greatest powers in Sun Feather City. No store can be opened without their permission.
"Agreed!" Zhao Feng smiled. He looked calm but laughed inside.
Soon Zhao Feng took out twenty thousand of his silver and left the shop.
“I can now go buy some resources to help me break through the third rank. '' Zhao Feng headed to the weapon shop that he had visited a few days ago.
"Son, are you here again?" A few days ago Zhao Feng was short on money and was technically half-borrowed and half-paying for a heavy metal bow.
Whah!
Zhao Feng put his hand on the table: "It's a hundred silvers. Thank you for your help that day. ”
Hundred silvers? The shopkeeper was surprised because he never thought that Zhao Feng would be honest. Zhao Feng said he would pay back double, but this was more than ten times the amount!
The shopkeeper smiled as he picked up the silver. Even though he was a shopkeeper, he did not own that shop. One hundred silvers was half of that year's income.
After paying back the money, Zhao Feng did not leave but looked around again.
"My heavy metal arc strength is too low. '' Zhao Feng wanted a new bow. He used his left eye to examine the weapons on the wall. Soon his eyes stopped on the silver bow.
The silver long bow gave off a cold aura while also giving off a deep feeling of calm.
"How much does it cost for this bow?" Zhao Feng asked.
“You have good eyes! This bow is called the "Mysterious Silver Bow" and is one of the most powerful weapon shops. Only true martial artists who were proficient in archery could use it to its maximum potential. "He didn't think that Zhao Feng could afford it but still acted courteously.
“A thousand eighty silver? That's not too expensive. I'll buy it. "Said Zhao Feng.
The Mysterious Silver Bow was made of a great material and was better than his metal bow at least a few times. It also required martial artists of the fourth rank or higher to use it to its fullest.
“You sure you want it ……. . ? Not borrowed? "
Whah!
Zhao Feng piled up a pile of silver and pushed it towards the shopkeeper, "Quick, I don't have much time. ”
Whahuh?
The shopkeeper never thought that Zhao Feng was so "rich". . . . A few days ago he only bought a bow that was worth fifteen silver …. .
"Of course!" The shopkeeper nodded as he lowered the bow and placed it in a beautifully carved box. Zhao Feng also bought a hundred arrows that were worth three silver each.
After exiting the weapon shop, Zhao Feng went to the largest medicinal shop in the City.
As soon as he came to the store he heard the voice of the man he knew.
Yi!
Zhao Feng found a man and woman not far away. The one speaking was a purple-clothed youth who gave off a terrifying aura.
“That's them ……. '' Zhao Feng sighed.
The male and female duo were Zhao Yijian and Zhao Xue.
"Brother Feng. ”
Zhao Xue said surprisingly as she looked at Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng nodded in response and then walked over to the Medicine Pavilion.
"Hmph, just him? He has the right to enter the medicinal pavilion? Any item from the medicinal pavilion was worth several years of his income. '' Zhao Yijian said with disdain as he looked at Zhao Feng.
Although Zhao Xue did not speak, she knew that against Zhao Fengs background it would be very difficult to take out a few hundred silver.
Compared to Zhao Yijian, whose father and grandfather were both higher cultivators of the fourth rank held upper-middle positions in the sect, their wealth was not comparable.
Ignoring the two, Zhao Feng walked over to the Medicine Pavilion and began to search for resources that would help increase his cultivation.
“The third rank of the Martial Path. In this direction, the use of blood plants is excellent. It could consolidate one's foundation and even help some cultivators understand inner strength. . . . . ”
Zhao Feng thought about it and then confirmed his need.
Of all the plants, the blood plant was the greatest use for martial arts learners.
Blood plants are broken down into many categories. Older ones have better use, but are also more expensive.
“Hundred year old blood factory, five hundred silver. The blood factory is two hundred years old, one thousand two hundred silver. Three hundred year old blood factory …. Three thousand silver …. . Five hundred year old blood factory. ”
Zhao Fengs eyes scanned the price list.
Obviously, the older the better. Of course, the limit of martial arts learners was a five hundred year old blood plant.
“Brother Yijian, if I have a two hundred year old blood plant, I might be able to reach the top of the second rank in half a year. "Zhao Xue's voice came wandering around.
"That's impossible . At most I can only buy you a hundred years old. I have tried to learn Inner Strength and need expensive ingredients to help me. "Said Zhao Yijian. Even though he was rich, he could not spend his money rashly.
“Yang hundred years is also ok. "Zhao Xue smiled faintly.
Right at this moment, an expressionless voice said, “Store guard, give me two hundred years of blood plants and a three hundred year old one. ”
This voice got the attention of many people.
That's her!
Zhao Xue looked at Zhao Feng who was not far away and her heart jumped.
“Three hundred year old blood factory? He might be bragging. '' Zhao Yijian laughed coldly. He would not believe that a normal branch disciple could buy a three hundred year old blood plant.
“Two hundred years blood plant and one hundred years blood plant. Five thousand four hundred silver. "Store guard price.
Immediately, in front of their eyes, Zhao Feng took out his silver and managed to exchange it for a shopkeeper.
This scene made Zhao Yijian's smile freeze.
“How.... how is this possible?" Zhao Xue had an incredulous and confused look.
"Store guard, can I get three bottles of high-level healing pills as well as three bottles of high-level blood recovery pills?"
Zhao Feng bought some other medicines that were all high-level and spent another thousand silvers.
After the exchange, Zhao Feng waved at Zhao Xue and left in a cold manner. As he replied, Zhao Xue smiled forcefully and did not look Zhao Feng in the eye….
After leaving the Medicine Pavilion, Zhao Feng did not return to the Zhao sect. Instead he went to an inn.
He first counted the silver he left behind, a total of twelve thousand silver.
“I will leave this silver to use later. '' Zhao Feng understood that the path of cultivators required a large amount of resources.
That night, he closed his eyes and slowly used the Pushing Air Breathing Technique.
Inside his left eye, a faint green light had increased from two feet to two feet-five.
Zhao Feng confirmed that he had reached the peak of the second rank and only needed another half a step to reach the third rank.
“I want to know how strong this medicine is. ”
Zhao Feng was full of hope as he ate the two hundred year old blood plant.
Immediately, Zhao Feng felt a large amount of power appear on his chaotic body.
"A powerful banquet!"
Zhao Feng fully used the Pushing Air Breathing Technique and absorbed the medicine.
Perhaps it was because Zhao Feng had never used such a precious herb before he thought it was so powerful.
The morning of the second day.
“Could this…. '' Zhao Feng felt himself exploding with energy. All his muscles and bones were full of strength.
Peh!
He casually swung his fist and attacked with a force of seven hundred kilograms! Breaking through to the third rank was easier than Zhao Feng thought …