Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 213 Qilin Arm

Zheng~
As soon as his third eye opened, Ye Qingzhou saw through the phenomenon, wielded the golden knife in his hand, cut through the air, and accurately hit the "weak point" inside the red tooth blade where different materials were connected.

The two swords collided, the golden sword used its strength to attack the weak one, and with a click, the red-toothed sword in Duanwu's hand suddenly broke into two pieces.

"how is this possible?"

The two passed each other. Duanwu stared at the broken sword in his hand, and stood there in a daze. His expression was in a state of extreme confusion: "Chiya!"

His Red Tooth Knife has been listed as a rare and famous sword. It has the three major characteristics of flowing flames, sharpness and stability. Even the high-ranking dignitaries in the inner city of Huajian City are willing to spend huge sums of money to buy it, but he is reluctant to sell it.

As a result, the famous sword Chiya, which he cherished so much, was cut off by someone!

Ye Qingzhou looked at Duanwu: "The winner has been decided, do you want to keep your left hand or your right hand?"

"Stranger, don't go too far!"

"If you win a round, I will cut off one of Senior Brother Wu's hands. That's too much!"

Behind Duanwu, many apprentices of the Yanfeng stood up indignantly, wanting to criticize Ye Qingzhou verbally and blackmail him morally.

Ye Qingzhou would never indulge them, and sneered: "Don't act like I'm a bad guy. The loser gets to keep one hand. Is this a rule I set? Of course, you can go back on your word, I have no objection. Anyway, I'm not the one who's embarrassed."

When the Yanfeng apprentices around heard this, they were immediately furious.

In their eyes, Ye Qingzhou was extremely aggressive and did not take the reputation of the Yanfeng seriously at all.

"You are not welcome here!"

Duan Wen walked forward with a gloomy face, one of his hands already on the hilt of the knife.

Ye Qingzhou glanced at him sideways, his attitude still calm. In his eyes, the aggressive people of Yanfenghao around him were just a bunch of chickens and dogs, and could not withstand a single blow.

"What? Do you want to kick people out if they lose? It turns out that the famous Yanfeng is not very magnanimous."

"No need to say it!"

Duanwu shouted loudly, gritted his teeth, and swung the broken knife to cut off his left arm on the spot: "I, Duanwu, am willing to accept the loss of the bet and will never bring shame to Yanfeng."

The severed hand fell to the ground, and the bloody scene frightened Huang Liwen.

"Junior brother!"

Duan Wen hurried forward to help him stop the bleeding, and at the same time looked at Ye Qingzhou with resentment: "Are you satisfied with this?"

"Yes."

Ye Qingzhou gave Duanwu a thumbs up: "You are a man who dares to act."

"You caused Senior Brother Wu to lose his hand, and you're still here making sarcastic remarks!"

"I think you don't take our Yanfeng seriously at all!"

The Yanfeng apprentices around were all filled with righteous indignation. They were all members of the Rakshasa tribe who came from commoner backgrounds. Otherwise, they would not have to come here to suffer and be accompanied by fire and ore all day long.

To put it bluntly, isn't it just to learn the art of casting and gain a good background?

In daily life, Duanwu is the most loyal and generous person, so he is very popular among his fellow apprentices.

Now that Duan Wu had lost a hand in a gambling fight, everyone naturally shared a common hatred for the enemy. They rushed forward and surrounded Ye Qingzhou and Huang Liwen, with eyes that looked as if they could kill people.

Seeing that a conflict was about to break out, Duan Wen stopped everyone: "Enough, let him leave."

"But senior brother..."

"Shut up, everyone!"

Compared to his impulsive junior brothers, Duanwen is obviously much more rational. Yanfenghao is going to open its doors for business, so they have to be reasonable in doing things.

Even if you want to retaliate, you can't just kill someone now. What's the difference between that and robbery?
"Where are the Forging Thousand Blades?"

"Master is out and hasn't come back yet."

"That's such a shame."

After Ye Qingzhou finished speaking, he left the Yanfeng with Huang Liwen in a swagger.

Only after they were a long way away did Huang Liwen dare to breathe deeply, and then asked Ye Qingzhou: "Duan Qianfeng is not here today, who are you going to find to scam me?"

"No need."

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "The goal has been achieved, and all we need to do next is wait patiently."

"what?"

………………

The next day, Ye Qingzhou's weapons shop opened in the Ironware Market and was given a domineering name - Shenfeng Pavilion.

It is not known whether the location of the store was intentional or accidental, but it is only across the street from the Yanfeng, which can be regarded as a sniper attack from the middle gate.

Even the signboards were in direct conflict with their competitors. Outside the door of Shenfeng Pavilion, there was a banner hanging that read: This store only sells high-quality products and never junk.

After just one night, Ye Qingzhou's reputation of "Golden Sword Cutting Red Fang" spread throughout Huajian City.

Considering the content of the banner, it is hard not to make associations.

Who is the boutique?

Who is trash?

For a moment, the entire ironware market became bustling, and many people were waiting to see a good show.

“Wouldn’t that be too arrogant?”

Huang Liwen looked up at the banner hanging high at the door of the store. When he thought of Duanwu, the ruthless man who would chop off people's hands as he said, he almost wet his pants.

"I'm just doing business, why am I so arrogant?"

Ye Qingzhou was very calm. He even looked at the small shop in front of him with satisfaction. He rented it for two hundred dollars and only for one month.

Therefore, his mind is now filled with only one thing - how to make back his capital!
Soon, Ye Qingzhou's strategy of hitting someone and claiming credit produced remarkable results.

Of course, this is not surprising. After all, the popularity generated by such a hot topic as "kicking the door" is very incredible. Within a few days, some people couldn't help but want to be the first to try it.

I saw a Qiongqi warrior wearing armor standing in front of the door of Shenfeng Pavilion. He was tall and strong as an ox, with a majestic tiger head and a pair of wings behind him, extending to both sides like a cloak.

Hearing that there was a guest coming, Ye Qingzhou raised his eyelids, glanced at the other person, and was slightly surprised.

The person in front of him had a life energy level of at least three hundred, and was a martial arts expert who was at least at the third level of the Ascension Realm.

In the martial arts world of Dongji Country, this is a powerful upper-level master!

But in Kunlun Cave Heaven, there are masters everywhere and great masters are worse than dogs. The Qiongqi warrior in front of him is just a ranger leader.

The so-called rangers inside Kunlun Cave Heaven do work similar to that of mercenaries. They are a group that specializes in doing things for money.

According to legend, the Qiongqi clan is the descendant of Baidi Shaohao, one of the Five Emperors, and their origin is extremely prominent.

However, because he destroyed trust and hated loyalty, and praised evil words, Qiongqi was eventually exiled by Emperor Shun and moved to the four corners of the country to ward off evil spirits.

Today, the Qiongqi tribe is still homeless and has eventually evolved into a tribe that makes a living by "war". In Kunlun Cave Heaven, whenever a war breaks out between the various feudal states, the Qiongqi tribe can basically be seen.

"Boss, how much do you sell this knife for?"

Qiong Jie stroked one of the golden swords with a look of desire in his eyes. With his hand speed, he almost wore out the blade.

Ye Qingzhou raised his head, glanced at him, and replied casually: "One thousand two hundred knife coins."

"Why is it so expensive? Boss, you are robbing me!"

Upon hearing this, Qiong Jie grimaced on the spot. This price was obviously beyond his affordability.

The knife coin is made of fine copper and has no fixed style, but under the regulations of the Queen Mother of the West, the Lord of the Cave Heaven, the weight of the coins is basically the same. The value has been stable for thousands of years and it is very valuable, so it is quite popular among the strong.

As for most of the lower-class people, knife coins are something they desire but cannot obtain. Ordinary transactions on a daily basis are conducted using lower-level shell coins.

Or you could carry a small bag of white salt with you. Due to the low productivity, many daily necessities of the lower-class people were very scarce.

That is to say, the communication between the cave heaven and Blue Star is restricted by the teleportation array. Otherwise, with Blue Star's productivity, it would be able to destroy the economic foundation of Kunlun Cave Heaven through dumping in minutes, and then wantonly plunder the wealth in the cave heaven.

Of course, the consequence of doing so would surely cause the Martial Saint or even the Martial God in the cave to get angry, and then it would be the humans of Blue Star who would be robbed.

"How much money can you make from robbery?"

In response to Qiong Jie's protest, Ye Qingzhou was quite disdainful: "You can buy it if you want."

"Do you have any business like this?"

Qiong Jie was muttering to himself, but he still couldn't let go of the golden knife in his hand and was reluctant to put it down.

The spine of the golden sword was made of black iron, the blade was mainly made of divine gold, and a small amount of sharp gold was added to the blade for reinforcement. After being refined by the Six Ding Divine Fire, the characteristics of several materials were combined very well.

These weapons were all practiced by Ye Qingzhou. Because they could not be sold at a good price on Blue Star, they were thrown into the gilded jade gourd by Ye Qingzhou to collect dust. But in Qiong Jie's opinion, the golden sword in front of him was already a treasure. Only a master craftsman could make it. It was indeed a famous sword worth a thousand gold coins.

"We are guests here, boss, please give us a discount."

Qiong Jie tried the feel of the golden knife and became even more reluctant to put it down.

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "It won't be any cheaper."

The gold knife is made of consumables, so Ye Qingzhou only sold it at three times the cost. How could the price be so high? It's simply a big discount!

This is the famous sword forged by him himself!

It's reasonable to charge a slightly higher labor fee, right?

Seeing that Ye Qingzhou was adamant and refused to lower the price, Qiong Jie had no choice but to put down the knife because he didn't have that much money.

His income was actually not low, but the problem was that practicing martial arts consumed a lot of energy, and the little money he earned was all used to buy resources for practice. Currently, he only had more than 600 knife coins left, which was not enough.

Seeing that he really couldn't come up with the money, Ye Qingzhou made a suggestion: "Actually, it's not impossible to get it cheaper."

"Really?"

Qiong Jie's green eyes suddenly lit up, and his ferocious mouth almost stretched to his ears.

"Well, if you bring one customer to my store, I'll give you a 10% commission. If you bring ten, I'll give you the knife for free."

Upon hearing such a good thing, Qiong Jie's blood started to boil with excitement, fearing that Ye Qingzhou would go back on his word: "Let's make it a deal! I'll go get someone right away!"

Looking at Qiong Jie's running figure, Ye Qingzhou raised the corner of his mouth: "You may have made a profit, but I will never lose."

Money makes the world go round, this is indeed a true saying.

Ye Qingzhou couldn't help but sigh at the simple customs of the people in Kunlun Cave Heaven. How much would it cost to find a master-level martial artist to be his salesperson on Blue Star?
In just a moment, Qiong Jie hurriedly dragged a few "good brothers" to Shenfeng Pavilion to spend money, allowing Ye Qingzhou to sell the "junk" that had been accumulated for a long time at a good price, and then purchase some more valuable treasures from the other party.

Eat two for one fish!
It's just like Qin Shihuang touching the electric wire, he's so excited to win!
Through this incident, Ye Qingzhou also learned that for the martial artists on Blue Star, it is really not difficult to make money in the cave.

This is mainly because inside Kunlun Cave Heaven, over the past thousands of years, the population has continued to grow, but productivity has not increased much, so that even the master-level strongmen have a very tight life.

It’s because prices are too high.

Moreover, the lower the level of the people, the more they lack supplies, so the martial artists from Blue Star can make a lot of money just by being profiteers.

Of course, if there is no large-scale space storage magic weapon, being a professional martial artist and working as a trader can only earn hard-earned money at best. It is better to improve your cultivation and become a master or even a grandmaster. This is the real way to make a lot of money.

Because of Qiong Jie, some of the best rangers in Huajian City also knew about the existence of Shenfeng Pavilion, and they all came to buy rare weapons, allowing Ye Qingzhou to make a fortune by taking advantage of the price difference of materials.

And Qiong Jie was also very satisfied with his harvest.

It took him less than two days to get the golden sword he had longed for. As he stroked the smooth blade, he looked happier than when he touched his wife.

"Boss, can your sword really cut through the famous sword Chiya in Duanwu's hand?"

"I can."

Ye Qingzhou did not lie, but he did not say that he had a third eye that could see through phenomena and directly see the weaknesses of the opponent's weapons, so that he could cut off the opponent's weapons with one stroke.

As for whether others have this ability, he cannot guarantee it.

But even if they were just competing in the quality of the knives, Ye Qingzhou had at least learned the "Tian Zhu Jing", and in terms of technical inheritance, he was far better than a self-taught craftsman like Duan Wu.

Therefore, those who come to buy knives actually do not lose anything.

Everyone is winning, Ye Qingzhou just won more, so everyone is happy.

brush brush~
Although Qiong Jie did not get the answer he wanted, he got a rare and famous sword. He was so excited that he performed a sword dance on the spot.

Soon, the news that Shenfeng Pavilion opened for business successfully and sold more than a dozen famous swords in one go spread throughout the city, and the people in Yanfenghao naturally also learned of the news.

"This is really unreasonable!"

"We have to kill him!"

"You caused Senior Brother Wu to lose one of his hands, and now you dare to open a store across the street. You don't take our Yanfenghao seriously at all!"

"Brother Wen, please lead us to charge again!"

"Yes, otherwise, where will our Yanfeng have a foothold in Huajian City in the future?"

Just when everyone was excited and ready to rush Ye Qingzhou, a figure over three meters tall walked through the gate, with his back to the sun, and stepped into the Yanfeng.

His towering figure left a long shadow on the ground.

"Why are you making so much noise here instead of practicing?"

The solemn and dignified voice, like a thunderclap, resounded in everyone's ears.

Afterwards, all the apprentices of the Yanfeng seemed to have found their backbone and became extremely excited.

"Master!"

"Master is back!"

Duan Qianfeng frowned and walked forward, looking at Duan Wu's left arm that was broken at the elbow, and asked with a gloomy expression: "Who did it?"

He had no children, so Duanwen and Duanwu, the two disciples he adopted since childhood, had long been treated by him as his own sons.

"Master, I've embarrassed you."

Duanwu lowered his head in shame.

Duan Wen stepped forward and told Duan Qianfeng everything.

Originally, Duan Wu lost to Ye Qingzhou in forging skills, and this incident obviously damaged the reputation of Yanfeng.

But Duan Qianfeng did not blame Duanwu. Instead, he laughed and praised him, "Very good, you have backbone. You are worthy of being my disciple, Duan Qianfeng."

Then Duan Qianfeng checked Duan Wu's broken hand again and comforted him, "It's just a broken hand, not a broken head. It's no big deal. I'll get you a new one."

Duanwu was shocked when he heard this: "Master, are you serious?"

"Why don't you believe me?"

"How dare my disciple!"

"Haha, if it was me in the past, I really wouldn't have such a capability, but I am totally different now."

Then, Duan Qianfeng took out a ball of refined flesh and blood and said, "I have learned the casting technique inherited from the War Emperor Chi You. I can cast flesh and blood into weapons. Go and get your severed hand and fuse it with this ball of Fire Kirin's flesh and blood. Then I can cast an indestructible Black Gold Kirin arm for you."

"Thank you, Master!"

Upon hearing this, Duanwu was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes.

…………

"Ye Long, Huang Wen."

In the Shenfeng Pavilion Weapon Shop, Qiong Jie pushed the door open and walked in with a hearty voice.

Huang Liwen had also become familiar with Qiong Jie during this period, and joked, "Old Qiong, are you here to look at knives again?"

These days, Qiong Jie has a new love and has forgotten his old one. Ye Qingzhou is extremely bored, so he takes the opportunity to improve his skills, hoping to break through to the realm of perfection.

Although the progress was not great, he did manage to create a top-quality sword. He just casually threw it on the shelf, but it turned out to be regarded as the treasure of the store by others.

The price of 10,000 knife coins is enough to deter a master-level warrior.

Therefore, Qiong Jie could only come here every day to satisfy his gaze.

However, Qiong Jie did not come here today to drool over the top-grade swordsman. He said to Ye Qingzhou in a serious manner, "Huajian City may be very unstable recently. You'd better leave quickly."

"what happened?"

Ye Qingzhou was a little surprised when he heard this.

The public security in Huajian City has always been good. After all, the Rakshasa Women's Kingdom is a fighting nation, and few ordinary forces would rush to touch their will.

Qiong Jie sighed, "In the past three days, more than ten caravans have been attacked outside the city. It is said that a master at the sixth level of the Ascension Realm attacked. This is very unusual."

When one reaches the sixth level of heaven, he becomes a great master. If he goes higher, he becomes a martial saint.

Ye Qingzhou's eyes lit up when he heard this: "This provocation seems to be directed at the Lord of Huajian City."

It's a very simple truth. If a master who has reached the sixth level of the Heavenly Ascension Realm takes action, it is basically impossible to defeat the opponent without sending out a Martial Saint.

"What a good straight hook for fishing, those who are willing will take the bait."

Huajian City is a border city with huge profits from trade, so if the caravan is attacked and the city lord is unwilling to take action, the losses will be too great.

(End of this chapter)