The Northern Sword God
The Ninth Hell Refiner
The deepest part of the stomach of Mount Khar Amitan turned out to be a vast rocky plain covered with puddles that form a small lake. He over the puddles, stood the residential buildings, stood firmly on the wooden poles. Seeing the situation, people will feel themselves in the settlement area of fishing houses on the seafront.
This ninth World Hell, as a whole, can be concluded is a floating city that is a means of connecting one building with another, using hardwoods as a way between buildings. The foreign impression is so thick when looking at the source of the ninth Hell City illumination, relying only on the lantern light that is always burning both day and night.
In addition to living in buildings that stand on water, many people who live in caves are deliberately built on the cliffs surrounding the Ninth Hell.
Not many people passed by on the wooden path at that time, because as a place of exile or escape of fugitives... The crime rate was extremely high in this Ninth Hell. People generally prefer to stay in their homes, and leave the house only for important things.
That afternoon, a young man was seen walking slowly down the rickety wooden path. But every step of his foot made no sound at all. From behind the windows of the house in the Ninth Hell, many discussed with each other, observing the movement of the young man.
"He's an expert who's hard to estimate his rank"
"Does he have the intelligence that he says resembles the Ten Most Holy Semidevil of Hell this World?"
"You're crazy ! To be one of the top ten Semidevil Hell Worlds, I don't think that kid has that qualification yet"
"Well.. Let's see how it progresses"
Not unaware, but the gray-robed youngster behaved as if he did not know that thousands of pairs of eyes, tightly locking onto him like the gaze of a wolf ready to tear apart prey.
"I haven't felt the killing aura among the thousands of greedy spies' gazes" the young man smiled a thin smile as he continued walking.
"I'll give you a little surprise, in time" the thin smile on those lips widened.
Every now and then in those streets, he met one or two people, then they fell silent, looked at him deeply, then threw away his face and returned to acting normally. The young man toured in a place called the Ninth Hell,
"More or less this place resembles an ordinary city. The difference is that the Hell of the World is located deep in the bowels of the earth and the Qi flow here is very thin"
Not long after, he had reached the area filled with people selling, which seemed to be a kind of market place of trade in the Hell of the World. Actually this place is located in the very corner of the Ninth Hell City, precisely the border with another region called Fifth Hell.
The security on the border of the two regions is very tight, but the trading area is a free area for all residents in Hell World to make transactions. Only, at the latest when the first fart is sounded, the fifth and third inhabitants of Hell must leave this area, if they do not want lives to be lost.
Generally, traders from the third and fifth Hells joined and occupied the usual grounds of free trade. They are all obliged to pay the Blue Manna a certain amount if they want to trade in that place.
The young man then stopped at a place that looked quite clean that caught his attention. The building seemed to be full of various merchandise; the average one was a combat fixture for the purposes of war martial artists.
"The Dragon Mestika Trade Association" the sign on the brand board hanging above the building read, he nodded his head and entered the Dragon Mestika Association.
"Please choose the goods. The Dragon Mestika Association always presented the selected items, and we never disappointed customers with the chosen items" A man in his sixties was seen coming welcoming the youngster's arrival, I hope the young man is the first buyer in the association.
Lately, the Dragon Mestika Association had suffered a setback after a similar association called the Heavenly Door Club stood in the Ninth Hell. It was said that the Heavenly Door Club had the protection of one of the Ten Most Holy Demigods & Semidevil of Hell World.
The young man just smiled, then walked around in circles and observed one after another the trades in the Dragon Mestika Association. Due to the not-so-extensive equipment showroom, it caused within a short time that the youngster had completed his sightseeing tour at the Dragon Mestika Association.
The young man opened the conversation..
"Does this association of yours provide space for a spirit weapon refiner to rent?.
I then thought, how good would it be if I open a refiner service quite interesting in this Ninth Hell, well.. Isn't such a distilling activity much more interesting, than if you don't have anything to do in this hidden place?" he throws a friendly smile. From the very beginning the old man in possession of the Dragon Mestika Association had been careful with the young man.
The old man looks gawking. It was not that he did not know who Sima Yong was before him. News quickly spread within all the regions of the Hell World, including this Ninth Hell. Everyone told me how Sima Yong had such a high ability. Some even say that if his intelligence is not inferior to the Ten Most Holy Hells of the World.
But to think that Sima Yong was a refiner? "Ah... Don't-don't this kid just play around to bully me" thought the old man. Then he asked back. Refiner is a job that is only done by experts in Super Clans or Ancient Clans. Everyone is competing to build a relationship with a refiner.
"Sir, you're not kidding. To become a refiner, other than high talent, such an ability was only possessed by the Jingling Tribe" the old man stared fixedly at Sima Yong's eyes.
With a small laugh, the young man grabbed the gray hair covering his ears,
"See itself. Do you believe it now?"
The old man once again gawked. He saw the young man's ears. Indeed, the ears look slightly tapered, but not as pointed as jingling in general.
"I'm only half jingling. That's why these ears aren't too tapered to the extreme" Sima Yong replied. He deliberately explained like that so that no more questions arise from the parents.
The old man hurriedly approached, showed a face as friendly as possible and then said,
"Ah... Apparently this young master of ours is a refiner. Forgive my old eyes who did not know the height of Mount Thai San in plain sight.
My name is Liu Yanshan. I've been running this business for decades. The young master can use the rooms in this building for refining practices.
I myself live in the Fifth Hell, so every afternoon I have to go back to the Fifth Hell, avoiding the officer patrol. Only special people were allowed to stay in this Ninth Hell.
And this young master is one of those special people"
Liu Yanshan tried to flatter Sima Yong. He understood, in a place filled with such evil people, the strongest ones were the victors. Thus he must foster friendship with people with special abilities, who have a high ability to be made allies.
From the news that circulated, it was said that this young man was a Demigods who had high intelligence. Liu Yanshan was on guard, just in case the young man would become one of the Ten Sacred Lords of Hell of the World.
"Young master, do you have a place to stay? Liu Yanshan offered this young master to stay in the Dragon Mestika Trade Association Building. There are plenty of empty places for you to stay" the old man hurriedly bowed in respect.
Sima Yong was of course very grateful with the offer. He then gave 10,000 Blue Manna to Liu Yanshan, who hurriedly pulled the old man away.
"No dare. Not daring Liu Yanshan to accept payment from the young master"
In the end Liu Yanshan received 10,000 Blue Manna, after Sima Yong forced and half threatened.
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