Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"and many more……"

Suddenly, he began to scrutinize Yan Huan's appearance and clothing.

Their prestige is completely different from that of the fighters in Suspended Peak City; it's like comparing heaven and earth.

"What... what material is this dress made of..." The arms dealer stared at Yan Huan's long black robe with great surprise.

"It seems you come from a noble family in some great city-state? Come, come, I still have plenty in stock. Pick a few pieces; you can take them back as souvenirs!"

Yan Huan looked down and examined the weapons on the stall again.

Whether Hattonus created them or not is irrelevant, but these weapons are not even first-hand.

Although it had been polished and wiped clean, Yan Huan could still tell the bloodstains and how long it had been used.

"Aren't there any newer ones? I don't like using secondhand items; it's too much trouble if they have hidden problems."

"Who says this isn't new?" the arms dealer insisted.

"Look at Cheng Liang's appearance, the sharp blade, it's as new as it gets."

"Perhaps it's because of how I stored them that they show some signs of age, but they are definitely all high-quality items."

"I feel we are destined to meet. How about this, five thousand liheng coins per piece?"

"No."

Yan Huan slowly stepped back, directly refusing.

It's not that he can't afford it, but that these secondhand items are simply not worth buying.

If you really want to take some souvenirs, you might as well just dismantle the Blade of Divine Retribution and take it with you.

"Don't want it? That means you won't buy it!"

The arms dealer narrowed his eyes and sneered repeatedly.

"Looking at how well you're dressed, I thought you were rich, but I didn't expect you to be as poor as those brutes, penniless."

"Don't provoke me. I won't fall for it no matter how much you try. I'm not buying the bag." Yan Huan smiled.

"Having money doesn't make you stupid. Look at that gun of yours, the tip is about to fall off, and you're still running this business."

"I really don't know where you dug up these ancient relics..."

Chapter 1232 But I like the gift he gave me

After leaving the stall, Xia Die told Yan Huan:

"He wasn't lying; those weapons were indeed made by Hattonus."

"It's actually genuine?" Yan Huan was somewhat surprised.

"I won't buy it then. Who knows if I'll be able to take it back with me if I buy it here?"

The two are currently in the past, which is being transported to by Mimi's abilities. Money can be spent, but whether the goods will be obtained is uncertain.

"what is this?"

Yan Huan walked to the wall and found a floating scroll there.

"It seems to be a notice for a festival..."

Xia Die came to the scroll and took a look.

"This festival encourages fighting. The victor can meet King Euriporn, while the loser becomes an immortal hero... which means the probability of death is very high."

"If we pretend to be contestants, we might be able to get into the inner city from here."

"Now, let's summarize the information."

Xia Die recounted:

"Lord Wan Di has already led his people to seek refuge in Ohma; the old king Olipon is still alive, but Nicardoli should be in a deep slumber; Suspended Peak City is gathering warriors for a ceremony..."

"It seems we have returned to the end of the Golden War, with Suspended Peak facing the double blow of internal division and Titan's lapse in judgment."

"So, the Titan of Strife has gone mad?" Yan Huan pondered, stroking his chin.

"And its true form is dormant after the war, so the idea of ​​holding the festival was actually the old king named Euriporn?"

“That’s one way to understand it…” Xia Die nodded.

"The reason why the Titan of Strife will not die is probably related to its subjects."

"So now..."

"Of course, we're going back to Ohma City."

"?"

To Xia Die's surprise, Yan Huan turned around and walked towards the outer city exit of Xuanfeng City.

"What do you mean by this, Your Excellency? Our purpose in coming here is clearly to find a way to kill the Titan of Strife..." Xiaodie quickly followed.

"But this festival looks so boring, can't we wait until it's over before coming back?"

Yan Huan turned around and said helplessly:

"If you sign up now, you'll definitely face some meaningless tests, and listen to this... the prizes aren't even any tangible items."

"Who would participate in a competition like this? If you lose, you die; if you win, you get nothing."

"Titles, honors, qualifications to meet with certain people—these things are all too abstract."

Since Suspended Peak City is so fond of forging sacred artifacts, it would be nice to receive a divine weapon as a reward for winning...

It's hard to imagine the atmosphere here when someone is dead and they're so stingy about organizing events.

“Well, we could actually sneak in secretly…” Xia Die blinked her beautiful eyes.

"Doesn't Your Excellency possess the ability to control one's mind? If you don't pretend to be a player, it shouldn't be difficult for you to pretend to be a staff member."

In places like this, it's harder for staff to pretend than for athletes.

But if you can interfere with someone else's consciousness, then it's not a problem.

"That would take too much effort..."

Yan Huan was still reluctant.

"They just want to get in, right? We can do it at zero cost."

"Since you're in such a hurry, I'll reluctantly show you."

"?"

Under Xia Die's gaze, Yan Huan turned back and walked towards the other side of Xuanfeng City.

He first went to the market, bought some things, and spent a little money to bribe a few helpers.

……

Half an hour later.

The inner city gate of Xuanfeng City.

Numerous powerful and imposing members of the Heavenly Punishment, carrying greatswords, stood guard on both sides of the road, acting as welcoming gatekeepers.

"This ceremony cannot tolerate the slightest mistake," an old man instructed his attendant from the doorway.

"This concerns the future of our Suspended Peak City, so we must take it seriously."

"Understood." The armored warrior nodded vigorously.

"We've already had lunch, so we're sure to be full of energy!"

When did you eat it?

"Yesterday at noon."

"Good! Early enough!"

"In short, be serious! Don't let those troublemakers from other city-states sneak in, understand?"

Suspended Peak City destroyed many city-states, but some refugees from those cities survived and planned to seek revenge.

This festival is the perfect opportunity for them to take revenge.

‘Bangdang——’

A wrench fell from the sky and landed at the old man's feet.

"?"

"what!"

The old man looked up and saw someone climbing the city wall.

"?!"

He quickly led his fighters a short distance away and shouted at the long-haired man climbing the door:

"Outsider, what the hell are you doing?!"

The inner city gate of Xuanfeng City stands like a tall building; a normal person would need some tools to get up there.

Yan Huan ignored him and continued climbing with her bare hands.

"Damn it! I knew it, someone was bound to sabotage us!"

"Summon the archers and teach them a lesson!"

At the old man's command, the surrounding warriors ran to summon the archer troops of the Heavenly Punishment.

The pedestrians were also completely bewildered.

"What's going on? Is there some juicy gossip?!"

"Is that part of the festival? Why are people climbing the gate...?"

Besides the participants, there are also many foreigners watching in Suspended Peak City today.

"Wait, don't fire the arrows!!"