Chapitre 850

Beside him was a white-haired elder, also the Grand Elder of the Dongfang family, who shared the same views as Dongfang Ying.

"It was my fault for being careless. I thought those two ants wouldn't cause any trouble."

The speaker was another second elder, with a square face and a cold expression.

"Everyone, don't worry. We are not afraid of Heavenly Realm experts at all. After all, we have many strong people and guest elders here. Unless that person is a top Heavenly Realm expert, but that possibility is very small."

Dongfang Ying pondered for a moment before speaking.

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Luotian City is a small city under Baidi City, and can be said to be within the sphere of influence of Baidi.

At the same time, Yang Feng and his two companions arrived at the main gate of Luotian City.

The two rows of guards, conducting their routine check, were all taken aback when they saw Yang Feng's face covered in scars, and immediately became wary.

After all, everyone is wary of people who look fierce or terrifying.

This applies not only to ordinary people, but also to martial arts practitioners.

"You two can go in first. This man in red, wait a moment, let us check you out."

The lead guard glanced at the Dongfang siblings, then looked at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng frowned, which made the scars on his face appear even more grotesque and terrifying.

"What is your background? Where are you from? What is your name?" The leading guard, dressed in full armor, looked at Yang Feng with wary eyes and asked.

"His hometown is Changshan, and his name is Zhao Zilong." A mischievous glint appeared in Yang Feng's eyes, and he said with a slight smirk.

"Changshan? What kind of place is that?" The leading guard was a bit confused, seemingly having heard of the place before, but not quite.

He turned to tell the guards behind him, but naturally they had no idea.

"Alright, you can go in now. Remember not to cause any trouble. Our Luotian City is subordinate to Baidi City."

The leading guard pondered for a moment, then looked up at Yang Feng and said.

"Hmm." Yang Feng nodded slightly, strode through the city gate with his long legs, and walked in, followed closely by the Dongfang siblings.

Entering Luotian City, one finds that the city covers a vast area, stretching for thousands of miles. If Baidi City is the heart of the capital, then this place can be considered a major economic city in the vicinity.

Various powerful families have established themselves here, along with numerous alchemy and medicine pavilions and renowned weapon-forging pavilions. Restaurants and trading markets are also plentiful.

In short, it has everything.

“Brother in red, should we go directly to the Dongfang family, or go to the Medicine Pavilion first? It is said that the place has pills that can heal scars. If you can heal the scars on your face, I bet you will be very handsome. After all, judging from your features, you are extraordinary.”

Dongfang Ming turned to look at Yang Feng, and didn't feel much aversion to his face covered with hideous knife marks.

As the saying goes, strength reigns supreme.

In the secular world, money is the most important thing, and whether someone is handsome or not doesn't matter much.

"Xiaoming, what do you know? These scars are actually scars of honor for a man. People who fight often will inevitably have those marks on their bodies."

Dongfang Nan rolled her eyes at her younger brother, then looked at Yang Feng and said, "Brother Zilong, I happen to know a medicine store in Luotian City that sells a lot of spiritual herbs. Do you need me to help you buy some?"

"Yes, indeed! I need some elixirs right now. Go and buy some for me. Here, take these silver notes." Yang Feng casually tossed the spatial bag into Dongfang Nan's hand and said indifferently.

His internal injuries were too severe, and coupled with his continuous breakthroughs, his foundation was very unstable. He needed to refine some pills to stabilize it.

As for the scars on his face...

This was caused by the Stormblade; how could ordinary pills heal it?

Moreover, Yang Feng's current strength is not enough to refine pills of the seventh rank or higher.

“Okay, no problem.” Dongfang Nan smoothed her hair and smiled slightly. “Tell me the elixir you want.”

"Silverleaf grass, calming flower, earth root grass, white tear flower, living root grass... that's about it."

Yang Feng immediately named five or six kinds of spiritual herbs, all of which were ingredients for refining third-order Qi-cultivating pills. He also mentioned some common spiritual herbs, such as: century-old ginseng, snow lotus seeds, snow lingzhi, and fragrant plum.

All of these common medicinal herbs are used to refine second-tier Spirit Gathering Pills.

"Alright, that's all. You can use the rest of the silver notes yourself," Yang Feng said calmly. He had already put everything in his spatial bag except for the silver notes into his storage ring.

Dongfang Nan looked at Yang Feng in surprise, choked up for a moment, and said, "Brother Zilong, you have at least tens of thousands of silver notes in your spatial bag, while your ordinary medicinal herbs are worth at most a few hundred silver notes, and those slightly better ordinary spiritual herbs are only worth four or five thousand silver notes. Isn't it too much money that you're leaving me with?"

"What's given to you is given to you, there's no more or less." Yang Feng shook his head and walked towards the city center. His divine sense had become much stronger, and the range of his detection had naturally increased as well.

He's going to the market to buy a mask, since exposing his face covered in scars will inevitably attract a lot of attention.

Such a gaze made Yang Feng extremely irritated.

"Sister, does Brother Zilong have feelings for you? Otherwise, why would he be like this?" Dongfang Minggui quietly came to his sister's side, covered his mouth and laughed.

"What a joke! Hurry up and follow Brother Zilong. Didn't you want to become his disciple?" Dongfang Nan's cheeks flushed red as she kicked him hard in the butt and said.

"Oh dear... you really are my sister." Dongfang Ming rubbed his sore bottom, then trotted after Yang Feng.

As Yang Feng entered the city center, his terrifying appearance drew many stares, filled with disgust and astonishment.

I really don't know how someone could ruin their face like this.

Yang Feng didn't care about what these people thought, and immediately went to a stall with all kinds of masks on display.

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