Elven cultivators

"Can."

Anton nodded.

The price offered was very fair; the Tulip Merchants Association is indeed quite meticulous in its dealings.

"Would you like cash or payment in gems?"

Anton shook his head, took out a list and placed it on the table: "50 gold coins in cash, and exchange the rest for the materials listed above."

Harold paused for a moment, then picked up the list and quickly glanced at it.

The list above mainly consists of valuable materials, such as those used by spellcasters to concoct potions.

Adhering to his professional ethics, Harold didn't ask any further questions, smiled and agreed, then turned to instruct his subordinates to prepare the materials immediately.

While waiting, Anton took out the remaining scaly lizard skins one by one and handed them over to the chamber of commerce staff for inspection.

By the time all the leather goods had been inventoried, all the materials he needed had been prepared.

After storing the materials in a pre-prepared blank storage talisman, Anton then got up to take his leave.

Harold personally escorted him to the door and handed him a card with exquisitely engraved patterns, its edges shimmering with a faint magical glow.

"This is a VIP card from the Tulip Merchants Association. Holders can enjoy a 20% discount at all stores under the Tulip Merchants Association. In addition, there are a series of benefits such as commissioning the association to purchase goods and customized services. Please accept this."

The Scaled Rock Lizard, a Black Iron-tier dragon beast, is not easy to hunt. Even when adventurers came to sell it in the past, they usually only sold one or two.

Harold had never seen anyone sell two thousand Scaled Lizard skins at once in all his years working at the Tulip Merchant Guild.

Regardless of how the Scaled Lizard skin came to be, it is enough to demonstrate that the person in front of us possesses immense power.

The Tulip Merchants Association naturally wanted to be on good terms with such distinguished guests.

Anton did not refuse and accepted the card.

In fact, he had far more than two thousand lizard skins, but a total of more than twelve thousand.

This is the culmination of nearly forty years of hunting, with some damaged and discarded items removed.

However, considering that selling all of them at once was too outrageous, and given that it was his first transaction and he didn't yet have enough trust in the Tulip Merchant Guild, he decided to test the waters with a portion of their stock first.

Watching Anton's figure disappear at the end of the street, Harold returned to the lobby with a smile on his face, and went back to the corridor behind the counter.

A manager approached: "Manager, what should we do with this batch of Scaled Lizard skins?"

"Make them all into leather armor," Harold said without hesitation. "The Chamber of Commerce is currently competing with the Blazing Fire Chamber of Commerce for the leather armor market. With this batch of Scaled Rock Lizard hides, our advantage will definitely increase significantly."

"Yes, shopkeeper."

......

After leaving the Tulip Merchant Guild, Anton turned and went to a blacksmith shop with a dwarf sign. He took out the design blueprints for the cauldron and asked the dwarf blacksmith to build it according to the blueprints.

The dwarf blacksmith had never seen such a strangely structured cauldron before, but for the sake of the generous reward, he readily agreed, patting his chest and promising to come and collect it in three days.

Currently, only ordinary pill cauldrons can be crafted.

After finishing his two business matters, Anton finally had the leisure to stroll around the city.

Since we've come all this way to Bishui Port, we should naturally take a good look around and gather some information along the way.

Walking and strolling along the way, Anton soon arrived at the White Sail Wharf.

This is the core area of ​​Bishui Port, where dozens of merchant ships and fishing boats are moored year-round. As far as the eye can see, the masts are like a forest and the sails are like clouds, creating a magnificent sight.

It is worth mentioning that in Azurewater Harbor, any ship that wants to go to sea must be accompanied and supervised by a Dragonborn.

As a result, a Dragonborn army has been stationed at White Sail Wharf for many years.

Anton mingled in the crowd, his eyes scanning the surroundings, and soon spotted a squad of dragonborn soldiers on the shore.

They were patrolling the shore, and people gave way wherever they went. If someone was even a few steps too slow, they would be slapped away. They were extremely arrogant and domineering.

Those around watched this scene, all of whom dared not speak out in anger.

This is how the Dragonborn typically treat other ethnic groups.

In their eyes, dragons are the noblest race in the world, and other races are merely their vassals.

Anton's gaze swept over the dragon descendants' vertical pupils, sharp claws, and the scales and markings on their skin, and he immediately understood.

"Low-blooded dragonborn."

Legend has it that the earliest dragon descendants were the offspring of dragons and other intelligent races, forcibly created by dragons using a bloodline secret technique, and are known as the first generation.

Although the first generation of the race possessed power far exceeding that of their own kind, most of them were mentally deficient, had short lifespans, and were almost infertile.

After thousands of years of succession, they gradually became able to reproduce naturally, their bloodlines stabilized, and they became a huge ethnic group that spread across the continent.

Unlike the sub-dragons and dragon beasts, which have thin bloodlines and are in the form of wild beasts, the dragonborn possess humanoid or near-humanoid bodies, have complete intelligence and civilization, and are the most direct tool for the dragon race to rule over all races.

Within the clan, the strength and status of dragon descendants are determined by the concentration and purity of their dragon bloodline.

Those with a dragon bloodline concentration of over 60% are called pure-blooded dragon descendants, who are the nobles among dragon descendants.

They often retain many dragon characteristics, such as dragon horns, vertical pupils, scales covering their bodies, and extra knuckles. They are born with the power of the Black Iron or even Silver rank, and almost certainly reach the Gold rank after adulthood. A few outstanding individuals can even awaken dragon-specific abilities such as dragon breath.

Pure-blooded dragonborn only exist in the core of Dragon City, holding important positions such as Dragon City Governor and Legion Commander.

Dragon descendants with a dragon bloodline concentration between 30% and 60% are called high-blood dragon descendants.

They are the backbone of the Dragonborn, with a more human-like appearance, retaining only a few dragon characteristics such as vertical pupils and scales. Most of them serve as officers and administrative officials in Dragon City.

Further down are the lowest level of low-blooded dragon descendants, whose bloodline concentration is often less than 30%.

Low-blooded dragonborn look almost identical to ordinary humans, except for vertical pupils, hard claws, and scale markings. They are a major component of the dragonborn army.

The two dragonborn soldiers on duty were clearly low-health dragonborn.

However, even the lowest-ranking low-blooded dragonborn still possesses at least the power of the Black Iron rank.

In the present-day Dawn Continent, the Dragonborn Legion is the only fully-fledged Black Iron Rank army.

Watching the dragonborn soldiers disappear into the crowd, Anton turned his gaze away and continued strolling around the port, soon finding a tavern.

The Misty Tavern.

This tavern, located in the port area, is a gathering place for sailors and adventurers. While enjoying a glass of ale here, you can hear plenty of gossip and anecdotes, including some valuable information.

The tavern itself even had a business of selling information.

As long as you can afford the price, you can buy any kind of information.

Anton stood at the entrance of the tavern, about to push the door open and go inside, when he caught a glimpse of a notice board standing to the side and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

It was a notice board made of oak frames and cork boards, covered with layers of parchment, including reward notices, missing person notices, job postings, and several pieces of parchment with yellowed and curled edges, clearly indicating that it had been posted for some years.

Anton's gaze fell on one of the yellowed parchments.

That was an arrest warrant.

The ordinary human face on the screen, along with the words "Canglan" below it, made Anton recognize it at a glance.

"Cang Lan, a human male, murdered a guard of the Liu Huo Merchant Guild. Bounty: 100 gold coins. Requirement: Capture alive."

Anton stared at the wanted poster, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He had heard of the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild; like the Tulip Merchant Guild, it was one of the top large merchant guilds in Azurewater Port.

The difference is that the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild is rumored to be very close to the Dragonborn, and its president is also the spokesperson for Crestor Dragon City in the Azure Water Council.

However, he had no connection with the Blazing Fire Merchant Guild, let alone kill their guards.

Is someone impersonating him?

Unlikely.

Since killing Cassius, Anton has never appeared as Canglan again.

The only ones who knew the name Canglan were Harvey's team from back then.

The latter doesn't seem like the type to impersonate him and kill people.

Then someone framed him.

Who is it?

That's so hard to guess.

Anton twitched the corner of his mouth. Since coming to this world, there was only one person with whom he had a grudge, and the answer was almost obvious.

Without making a sound, Anton withdrew his gaze and pushed open the tavern door to go inside.

The one who's wanted is Cang Lan. What does that have to do with him?