The Northern Sword God
The Northern Defense City II
"Yey.. Is it in front of us that's called the Northern Defense City?" ask Sima Yong.
"Truly young master. The Northern Defense City had been seen before the eyes. Where would Young Master go? Servant is ready to drive her" replied Luo Yeye, the coachman of the carriage. Luo Yeye actually only served as a train driver. In every mission, Luo Yeye was not allowed to refer to Sima Yong as Semidevil.
Moreover, during the course of her mission all this time, Luo Yeye was never told where they were going and what the journey she had always guided was for. He often had to ask questions, asking for explanations from the Semidevil he delivered. Indeed, all the work done in Hell World is something that is all secret.
"This is a bag of high-ranking Blue Manna of 1000 seeds. Strive to bribe the guards at the gate, so that they do not check and see my face" Sima Yong said
The coachman, Luo Yeye, then had a dialogue when he got off the coachman's seat. He seemed to be talking seriously with the ten haunted guards at the gate of Defense City, as Sima Yong peeked out from behind the curtain of the carriage.
"It's important to keep a secret, and to try as little as possible for others to see our appearance. You have currently become a rank ten World Hell Demoness. A little fatal mistake, will result in losses for all residents of this place" said Ye Keung.
"Take me to this not-so-obtrusive hotel in Defense City. We will stay there" Sima Yong said.
The train then stopped at an inn not too big and also not too small named Windmill Travelers. Luo Yeye reserved two rooms. His young master was chosen in a second-floor room, different from himself as a coachman.
"I'll go on duty. It will likely take two to three days.
You are asked to wait for my arrival here. If within three days I don't return, you Luo Yeye can go and report to the Bloody Sword Master, Ye Keung"
"Good young master" Luo Yeye bowed in salute. From the beginning he did not look into the eyes of Semidevil who is now seen wearing simple clothes, but still in his favorite color gray.
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The young man walked down the streets of the fairly crowded Northern Defense City. The order of the fibers he arranged by tying it up high neatly. He wore a simple, unobtrusive gray outfit, with cuts that young people generally wear.
A thick jacket made of simple cloth complemented his appearance, in order to make him look even more like the Fana people who felt cold in the middle of this snow season. There was no visible sword or weapon that accentuated the appearance of a practitioner, the pursuer of immortality from the youngster's appearance.
He then entered a merchant outlet that was a specialist in spirit goods that put on the brand of "Paradise Paradise" which looked vaguely on the board which was seen starting to fade due to that age. In addition to selling medicinal materials, it also sells various spiritual equipment such as amulet papers and also pens and ink to write amulets.
There were only two people in the booth: a seventy-year-old old man and a fifteen-year-old young jongos. The old man looked lazily at the young man, who he thought was rather poor.
Nonchalantly the old man said in a less friendly tone,
"Sir, is there something you want to order? I'm this Old Liao will immediately pick up your necessities, of course at our very competitive bid price"
The young man did not then become angry or discouraged at Old Liao's treatment. He even answered kindly,
"I happen to be an expert amulet writer. Can you get fifty sheets of amulet paper, two packs of ink pads, ten bottles of ink liquid made specifically from the sap of the spiritual animals of the sea octopus, as well as ten brush pens made of rare peacock feathers from the depths of the Western forest? " Sima Yong kept himself from being provoked by the disrespectful behavior of the parents before him.
And actually all the sentences he spoke earlier, were a series of secret code words given by Ye Keung the Bloody Sword Master. Sima Yong was asked to reveal the secret code when first with their World Hell representative spy in the Northern Defense City.
When he heard the young man's expression, Old Liao hurriedly replied. He said,
"Our Fortune Heaven does have as many spiritual treasures as you need. Even our Heaven of Fortune Stalls provided the materials of Dao-ranked Metal weapons made from Brown, Red, Blue and Black" these words were also the secret code of the Earthly Hell to deal with that underworld envoy.
"Why is this little boy the underworld sent there? Was there not a Semidevil who was willing to complete this secret mission?
This brat was even only half a step towards SAGE. How can he overcome our target of a level seven SAGE?"
Old Liao clearly displayed a somewhat reluctant attitude towards Sima Yong's arrival. It was just that he respected the first rank Semidevil side of World Hell who sent this youngster, so he still tried to be friendly.
Upon their arrival within the Hall of Heaven of Fortune, Old Liao could not help himself. In a hurry he asked,
"Young man, I'm Old Liao this wonder. Why would the underworld send you on this dangerous mission?
Our target according to customer orders is a Demigods in the realm of SAGE level seven later.
Are you with the ability of Half Step towards SAGE, will be able to face the target of SAGE Demigods level seven later?"
Sima Yong became enlightened instantly,
"It seems that this old man was dissatisfied when he read my cultivation that was in this SAGE Quasi"
Laughing coldly, Sima Yong reached into something from within his ring. It was a jade slip called the Death Plaque bearing the large Black Wings logo that read the number ten. He raised the Death Plaque aloft, which then emitted a golden sheen.
The old Liao hurriedly sat in a worshiping position and said out loud,
"Every homage to the Most Holy Semidevil Hell of the World !" not one bit did he dare to raise his face. The old man's arrogance vanished in the swallow of the earth.
In a cold tone Sima Yong said,
"My name is known as the Grey-robed Refiner, deep in the dark of the Hell of the World there. If you don't know who the Grey-cloak Refiner is yet, then I'll make sure at this moment your eyes will be blown away.
Don't take anything that seems ordinary. And don't expect too much with something that looks amazing.
Introduce ! I am the tenth rank Semidevil of the Hell World. You can call me the Grey-robed Refiner. If I wanted to, I could sever your old head in just one blink of an eye" the haunted voice sounded. After he did something that the old rang would never forget in his entire life.
"Blam !"
A sword aura then shot out from the young man's body, splitting the objects before him. It didn't look like the young man was making a move. It all happened so naturally.
Old Liao was slumped and fell on the ground. His feet were shaking in fear. She's shivering. Apparently he made a big mistake. The simple little boy before him was a rank Ten Great-Esteemed Semidevil Hell World, who had killed rank ten before, who had a cultivation far above this youngster.
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