Online game: Thunder Tyrant, I have infinite critical hits!

This old bastard is definitely taking my [Burial Wood]!

Jiang Yan, enraged by the blacksmith's tightly shut door, rushed forward and pounded on it, yelling, "Open the door! Open the door! You have the guts to withhold my materials, but not the guts to open the door?"

bang bang bang~

Jiang Yan knocked on the door for a while, but the blacksmith shop owner remained silent, as if he were dead.

This alarmed the owner of the tailor shop next door.

The tailor shop owner, a plump woman in her forties with a swaying waist, shouted at Jiang Yan with great displeasure, "Stop yelling! If you yell again, the village chief will throw you in jail!"

Jiang Yan stopped, looking helpless. If he continued making a scene, he was afraid that the information about the [Burial Wood] would be leaked, and he would have to settle accounts with the blacksmith shop owner another time!

After Jiang Yan left, the blacksmith got up from his recliner and took out a wooden key.

This key was crafted from the [Burial Wood] that he used to control Jiang Yan!

"With this key that has the ability to break through air, perhaps we can open that door..." The blacksmith's eyes gleamed.

……

On the other end.

After leaving the starting village, Jiang Yan returned to Sandstorm City.

Bafanglaicai had been waiting for a long time: "Brother Jiang, is it ready?"

"All done!" Jiang Yan handed the wooden box to him directly, instructing, "Absolutely no one can see this box—not players, and definitely not NPCs! Otherwise, it will bring us endless trouble!"

Isn't this just a wooden box?

Bafanglaicai was puzzled, but he didn't ask further, simply nodding emphatically: "I understand!"

Afterwards, the two rode together on the Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle and flew into the desert.

The sandstorm was still ongoing, but it had pushed forward for dozens of miles.

The two chased for over an hour before finally catching up!

"Those people are still here, like leeches." Bafanglaicai spotted the players who had accepted the Sandstorm City Lord quest at a glance, hovering around the sandstorm like flies.

"Ignore them," Jiang Yan whispered. "Be careful!"

Bafanglaicai patted his chest and then jumped off the back of the Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle.

Below is a sandstorm stretching for hundreds of miles, with yellow sand rolling and flying, like a boiling sea of ​​sand!

The figure of Bafanglaicai was quickly swallowed up by the yellow sand.

"Hey bro, are you in cahoots with that fat guy?"

"Have you found the treasure?"

"Since it's a city lord's mission anyway, why don't we form a team and share the rewards?"

Just then, the players who had been buzzing around like flies suddenly swarmed up.

These people's flying mounts were all of very high quality, at least gold quality, and their equipment was also glittering gold and very valuable.

Jiang Yan remained silent, only patting the bald head of the Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle.

"Damn it, I'm talking to you, are you deaf..." A short-tempered player was about to explode when he was rudely interrupted by the player next to him: "Shut up, look at his eagle! It's bald!!"

"A bald eagle?"

"This symbol...is it Jiang Ziya?!"

The name of a man, the shadow of an eagle—Jiang Yan didn't say a word, yet he had already terrified the group opposite him!

"I didn't expect it to be Jiang Ziya. Sorry to bother you."

Goodbye.

The group didn't dare linger and left in a hurry, not even daring to linger in the sandstorm, and went straight back to the city.

Jiang Yan remained expressionless, continuing to sit quietly on the back of the Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle, waiting patiently.

More than half an hour later, the sandstorm gradually subsided, and soon after, Bafang Laicai was seen excitedly flying into the air from the sandstorm.

"Brother Jiang!!" Upon seeing the Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle, Bafang Laicai excitedly shouted, "I succeeded! I succeeded!!"

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly rode the Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle over.

However, at that moment, a sudden gust of wind arose, and a figure appeared at an extremely fast speed, approaching from afar and arriving between the two in an instant!

Upon seeing this figure, Jiang Yan's expression changed slightly: "The City Lord of Sandstorm City, Fang Wu?"

"Long time no see." Fang Wu glanced at Jiang Yan and nodded slightly, then flew towards Bafanglaicai: "Young friend, what did you manage to get your hands on? May I see it?"

Jiang Yan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly sent a private message to Bafang Laicai, instructing him not to give him the box under any circumstances!

Bafanglaicai has worked so hard for so many days, and even without Jiang Yan's instructions, he would never show his spiritual substance to anyone else, even if that person is the city lord of the main city!

"I was just talking nonsense," Bafang Laicai said with a grin. "Lord City Lord, I'm so sorry for causing you to misunderstand."

"Don't worry, I won't take your things. I just want to take a look," Fang Wu said with a smile.

Jiang Yan hurriedly steered his Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle to the side and said, "Since City Lord Fang doesn't intend to snatch it, why bother watching anymore?"

"I certainly won't rob you, but I can barter." Fang Wu glanced at Jiang Yan and said calmly, "What you just obtained from the sandstorm is a newly formed spiritual substance, enough for the three of you to absorb! I only want one-third of it, and as for the price, we'll exchange it for another spiritual substance, how about it?"

Bafanglaicai's eyes lit up, and he was instantly tempted.

Because of the barter system, they not only suffered no loss, but also gained another spiritual substance, making it a win-win situation!

But Jiang Yan firmly shook his head: "Impossible!"

Although Fang Wu is the city lord of Sandstorm City, who knows if he is a member of the evil faction?

If he were to collude with Zhang Tianguo, Li Wenzhang, and others, the consequences of exposing the [Burial Void Wood] would be unpredictable!

"Brother Jiang..." Bafanglaicai looked at him with some confusion.

Jiang Yan hurriedly sent him a private message: The wooden box is of utmost importance. If it is exposed, we will both die without a burial place!

Upon receiving the private message, Bafanglaicai looked puzzled.

Even if you die without a burial place, you can still be resurrected.

But soon, Bafanglaicai realized something: Jiang Yan's words about dying without a burial place were likely referring to the real world!

Bafanglaicai is a man who values ​​his life. Although he doesn't understand the connection, Jiang Yan has never lied to him and has no reason to lie to him. After all, his hidden profession, the spirit-level staff in his hand, and his set of dark gold equipment all belong to Jiang Yan!

"Lord Fangwu, I'm sorry, I really didn't get any spiritual substances," Bafang Laicai said with a forced smile.

"I see." Fang Wu sighed and shook his head. "In that case, I won't force you."

After saying this, Fang Wu transformed into a gust of wind and disappeared.

"Brother Jiang, then..." Bafang Laicai was about to speak after seeing him leave, but Jiang Yan interrupted him: "This matter must never be mentioned again!"

Bafanglaicai became increasingly curious about the origin of this wooden box.

"Should we go to your shop or mine next?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Let's go to your shop, my place is too crowded and noisy," Bafanglaicai said.

Jiang Yan nodded: "Then see you at the pharmacy."

As they spoke, the two tore up the [Return Scroll] one after the other, returned to Sandstorm City, and then were teleported to Fuxi City.

[Hei Xin Tang Pharmacy], rest area.

Jiang Yan and Ba Fang Lai Cai sat facing each other, with the wooden box in the middle.

"Brother Jiang, how do we absorb it next?" Although Bafang Laicai was still curious about the origin of the wooden box, the attraction of the spiritual substance was too great.

"Simple." Jiang Yan smiled and opened the wooden box a crack.

Instantly, the yellow whirlwind clashed wildly inside, seemingly trying to escape, but the wooden box was only slightly ajar, so it couldn't get out at all. In the end, after all the clashing, it only managed to release some fine yellow wisps of wind!

"Now!" Jiang Yan closed the wooden box and began to breathe frantically, inhaling the thin yellow air through his mouth and nose into his lungs.

Following suit, the people from all directions, including Bafanglaicai, also began to breathe heavily.