Standing in front of a stall, Yang Feng glanced at it indifferently, his eyes filled with disdain. To him, these were all useless things, such as various boxing techniques and weapons.
Upon seeing a bronze-colored short sword, Yang Feng's eyebrows shot up, filled with a bloodthirsty and resentful aura. It could be said that this short sword had killed at least a thousand people.
Aside from these, the bronze short sword had no other use.
The main reason is that the bloody intent and resentment above are very nourishing to the chaos within his body. As long as the power of chaos becomes stronger, he can draw on more power.
There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests.
"How much is this short sword?"
Yang Feng stood in front of the stall, picked up the bronze-colored short sword, and immediately, streams of bloodlust and resentment were greedily drawn into his body.
The stalls here are in a rather secluded spot, and there are relatively few martial artists coming and going, since they are quite far from the main hall.
The stall owner, who was sitting on a stool, immediately stood up when he heard someone wanted to buy something. He noticed the man was handsome and dressed in expensive clothes, and immediately quoted a price:
"This sword is a divine weapon unearthed from the ground. It can cut through iron like mud. It was once used by a general! Therefore, the price is 100,000 yuan!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng glanced at him and couldn't help but sneer inwardly. It was simply impossible for it to be as sharp as cutting through iron; this short sword was not even half as sharp as the Flame Sword in his storage ring.
However, the owner of this short sword must have been a ruthless killer, otherwise how could he have left behind so much bloodshed and resentment?
Seeing Yang Feng holding the sword and examining it intently for three minutes, the stall owner grew impatient and said:
"Are you still going to buy it or not? If not, put it down right now, or you'll break my things!"
Yang Feng shook his head slightly, put down the short sword, looked up at the shopkeeper, and said, "One million. Everything here, including your stall, is mine!"
The shop owner was slightly taken aback, but then he was overjoyed. He hadn't expected to sell so much today, but some fool had come and bought it all. Rich people really are capricious.
"Okay, okay!"
Yang Feng transferred the money to his bank card, watched his departing figure, turned around and sat down on the stool, storing all the items on it into his storage ring.
Finally, his gaze settled on a medicinal herb on the stall, and he reached out and picked it up, discovering that it was silver leaf grass.
Although it cannot refine body-tempering pills, it can refine a kind of pill to strengthen the body.
Without a word, Yang Feng raised his hand and released spiritual fire, skillfully controlling the heat and using his divine sense to control the medicinal herbs, beginning the alchemy process...
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 479 Exchange
The spiritual fire continued to burn, rapidly consuming the spiritual power within Yang Feng's body. With practice, he skillfully reached the final step of fusing the pill, forming a square shape, thus completing the body-strengthening pill.
The aroma of the elixir permeated the air, filling this secluded corner with its rich fragrance, making one unable to resist taking a deep breath.
His whole body felt incredibly comfortable, which quickly attracted the attention of all the martial artists around him, who stared intently at the pill in Yang Feng's hand.
"This! The aroma of this pill is so rich! Even the pills from the Alchemy Hall are no better than this. Could it be that the fellow cultivator is selling pills?!"
At this moment, a martial artist at the peak of the Yellow Rank walked over from nearby. He was wearing black Hanfu, with a long sword at his waist. He had thick eyebrows, small eyes, and wheat-yellow skin. He was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
He was extremely surprised. In the center of the martial arts trading hall, apart from the pills in the alchemy hall that he could take a liking to, everything else was completely uninteresting, just like roadside garbage.
Unfortunately, the good stuff in the Alchemy Hall was beyond his reach, as they required far too much money, with the most expensive item costing a whopping 50 million!
"Brother, my name is Gongsun Jie. May I ask if that's a pill you're holding? I'm sorry to ask, but what kind of pill is it? I've never seen it before."
The Yellow-rank martial artist, dressed in Hanfu and carrying a long sword, quickly approached Yang Feng and asked with a hint of respect.
"The pill in my hand is a health-strengthening pill. For ordinary people, it can prolong life, strengthen bones, and greatly improve the body's immunity, basically resisting all minor illnesses without any side effects."
Yang Feng wasn't exaggerating; he was simply following the description of the pill in the system shop. He then quickly put the pill into his storage ring and said:
"It is also beneficial to martial artists, as it can increase their strength by about 100%, but it is only limited to martial artists below the Xuan rank."
Upon hearing this, Gongsun Zhi's heart began to surge with excitement. He had been stuck at the peak of the Yellow Rank for a long time. If he could obtain this pill, it would surely strengthen his physique and make it easier for him to break through to the Profound Rank.
Yang Feng's voice wasn't loud, but since everyone present was around the Yellow Rank martial artist level, they could all hear his conversation.
Everyone's heart was filled with turmoil. It could prolong life, improve physical strength and bones, and most importantly, it had no side effects. It was simply a miracle drug.
"Brother, I wonder if I can have this pill? I'll offer five million coins and humbly request that you grant me it. My family is the Gongsun family of Jinling, and I will surely repay you handsomely in the future!"
Gongsun Jie's eyes gleamed with longing as he spoke.
"I'm sorry, I don't intend to sell this pill."
Yang Feng shook his head slightly. He intended to give this pill to Han Shilan so that it could increase her immunity and strength. He said slowly.
"What? Why won't you sell? I... I'll offer ten million! Please, brother, sell it to me! I've been stuck at the peak of the Yellow Rank for a year."
Gongsun Jie widened his eyes slightly, staring blankly at Yang Feng, and shouted.
"If you want to break through to the Profound Rank, this kind of pill won't be of much use to you. If you can offer something that tempts me in exchange, I can give you a pill that will allow you to break through to the Profound Rank directly."
Yang Feng shrugged and said casually.
The moment the words left his mouth, the surrounding martial artists nearly burst out laughing. How could anyone in this world achieve such a meteoric rise from the Yellow Rank to the Profound Rank?!
Everyone has to take things one step at a time. Some people are even stuck at the peak of the Yellow Rank or the peak of the Profound Rank for their entire lives.