Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates-Chapter 25 - 024 Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion

25: Chapter 024: Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion

25 -024: Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion

Before Xiao Ye’s eyes appeared an ancient city exuding the breath of years past, with towering city walls stretching on endlessly, too far to see the end in a single glance.

“How vast the city is.” Xiao Ye was momentarily spellbound.

According to the Black Dragon Country Chronicles, the Black Dragon Country consisted of one capital and ten counties.

The ten counties referred to the Ten County Land, and every county comprised dozens or even hundreds of cities like Wutan City.

The capital referred to the Black Dragon Country’s capital city, the central hub of power, commanding over the Ten County Land.

Xiao Ye’s hometown, Green Sun Town, was fairly remote but still within the Dahong County jurisdiction, making Xiao Ye a subject of Dahong County.

Xiao Ye collected his thoughts and followed the main road toward Wutan City.

Along the way, the number of martial artists began to increase, all seemingly heading to Wutan City.

When Xiao Ye walked past them, curious gazes followed him, especially when they saw the Flame Saber on his back, avaricious light twinkling in their eyes.

With their knowledge, they could naturally discern the extraordinary nature of the Flame Saber.

Several bearded burly men exchanged looks, then communicated quietly with their eyes before collectively approaching Xiao Ye.

“Hmph!” Xiao Ye snorted coldly as his True Qi suddenly surged within him, emitting a powerful aura that made the bearded men’s breathing halt.

“What foul luck to have encountered a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

To be so young and yet possess the cultivation of the Postnatal Realm Fifth Stage, certainly the scion of some major family out on experience,” the bearded men grumbled discontentedly as they walked away.

They were not very strong in cultivation, and their fluctuating True Qi only around the Postnatal Third Realm, so they naturally didn’t dare to make a move on Xiao Ye anymore.

Seeing that the bearded men mistook him for a major family’s offspring, Xiao Ye didn’t bother to explain and hurried towards Wutan City.

“The Flame Saber is a Xuan Artifact, likely coveted even by Innate Martial Artists.

Continuing like this is no solution.” Xiao Ye thought as he walked.

Despite his young age, he understood well the principle that an innocent man can get into trouble simply because he possesses a precious gem.

Once the value of the Flame Saber was discovered by others, he would face endless assassination threats.

“When I get to Wutan City, I’ll find a weapon shop and see if I can have a sheath made for the saber.” A spark of insight came to Xiao Ye’s mind.

With a sheath for the Flame Saber, its edge could naturally be concealed.

Moreover, it was quite normal for a martial artist to carry weapons, which wouldn’t attract undue attention from others.

With his decision made, Xiao Ye followed the crowd towards the city gate of Wutan City.

“Line up orderly, no shoving, the entry fee is one silver per person.” At the city gate, a squad of soldiers clad in heavy armor maintained order, their sharp gazes sweeping around.

“An entry fee to enter the city?” Xiao Ye curiously observed the soldiers.

Judging from the soldiers’ True Qi fluctuations, it could be roughly estimated that these soldiers all had the cultivation of the Postnatal Second Level.

“Worthy of Wutan City, even the gatekeeping soldiers are Postnatal Martial Artists.” Xiao Ye reflected on this; in Green Sun Town, Postnatal Martial Artists were the pillars of the major villages.

Soon, it was Xiao Ye’s turn.

Under the watchful gaze of the city guards, Xiao Ye took out a silver and then joined the crowd entering Wutan City.

Stepping into the city, the raucous noise hit him, causing Xiao Ye a momentary daze.

The straight main road in front of him was wide enough for ten carriages to drive alongside each other, the flow of people like a weaving loom, with martial artists carrying weapons visible everywhere.

Shops and taverns lined both sides of the major thoroughfare.

Xiao Ye’s interest surged as he strolled leisurely, taking in the sights, momentarily dazzled by everything.

Soon, Xiao Ye found a majestic and imposing weapon shop named Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion, the three characters vigorous and powerful as if written by a dragon and snake.

Xiao Ye stepped inside.

“Young Hero, may I assist you with something?

Our Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion boasts weapons of excellent craftsmanship, truly the finest choices.” The shopkeeper, behind the counter, greeted him with a smile, not slighting Xiao Ye for his simple hemp clothing.

Xiao Ye got straight to the point: “Shopkeeper, I wonder if your store can customize a sheath for a saber?”

“A sheath?” The shopkeeper’s brow knitted slightly, then nodded, “It’s possible, but the guest must present the weapon first so we can measure its dimensions.”

At this, Xiao Ye found himself in a bit of a dilemma.

He had a Xuan Artifact; what if this shopkeeper harbored ill intentions?

The shopkeeper, astute as he was, could see Xiao Ye’s hesitation and reassured with a smile, “Young Hero can rest assured, our Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion has a reputation of gold, we would not covet a guest’s weapon.”

Xiao Ye pondered for a moment, then took the Flame Saber from behind his back and laid it on the counter, his eyes fixed unwaveringly on the shopkeeper, ready to act at the slightest sign of malice.

At the sight of the Flame Saber, the shopkeeper’s body trembled, a glint flashing in his eyes.

“What a fine saber!” The shopkeeper picked up the Flame Saber, carefully stroking its blade.

The more he examined it, the more exceptional he found the Flame Saber to be, yet due to the brief inspection time, he couldn’t quite determine its grade.

After all, he was merely a Postnatal Martial Artist; Xuan Artifacts were not something within his reach.

“Shopkeeper, please measure the dimensions quickly,” Xiao Ye urged with a cold voice.

Startled, the shopkeeper replied promptly, “Of course.” He quickly took out tools from the counter, measured the dimensions of the Flame Saber in haste, and returned it to Xiao Ye.

“Young Hero, the manufacturing fee for the sheath totals two hundred silver.

If you come back at this time tomorrow, it’ll be ready,” the shopkeeper said.

Hearing this, Xiao Ye sighed in relief, grateful that he had enough silver on hand to pay for the sheath.

Xiao Ye was about to secure the Flame Saber on his back when a group of people walked into the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion.

“Ying’er, I’ve heard that the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion has brought in a new batch of weapons.

Take a look and see if there’s anything you like; I’ll buy it for you,” the leader of the group, a Golden Robed Youth with a handsome face but a frivolous smile that made him hard to like, said.

The one beside the Golden Robed Youth was a girl around sixteen, with fair skin blushing pink, her eyes as clear as springs rippling, and a gauze dress accentuating her slim figure.

Her soft, silky hair seemed like satin, a rather attractive beauty.

Listening to the Golden Robed Youth, the girl’s brow furrowed slightly, as if not too fond of him.

She responded casually a few times before ceasing to speak.

But the Golden Robed Youth seemed completely unaware, continuously lavishing attention upon her.

“Get out of the way, don’t block my young master’s path!” A fierce and ferocious strong man stepped out from behind the youth, barking at Xiao Ye who was standing in front of the counter.

Xiao Ye’s heart was filled with anger, but he still picked up the Flame Saber and turned to leave without lingering.

He had just entered Wutan City and was unfamiliar with everything; if he could avoid trouble, he would prefer not to cause any.

“Ha, a country bumpkin also wants to buy weapons at the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion?

Doesn’t even consider his own status.” The Golden Robed Youth saw Xiao Ye in his coarse linen clothing and couldn’t help but sneer.

“Ha ha, exactly, how can this bumpkin compare to you, young master.” The sycophants behind the Golden Robed Youth immediately flattered.

The Golden Robed Youth floated airily towards the counter, but his gaze unintentionally caught sight of Xiao Ye’s Flame Saber, and his eyes immediately changed.

“Brat, stop right there!” shouted the Golden Robed Youth.

Xiao Ye ignored him and continued walking forward.

“Damn brat, are you deaf?

My young master is telling you to stop!” A few burly men behind the Golden Robed Youth came out, intercepting Xiao Ye with unfriendly expressions.

“Brat, I’m buying this saber, name your price,” the Golden Robed Youth hurried to Xiao Ye’s side, his gaze intensely fixed on the Flame Saber, his eyes burning with desire.

Even though he didn’t understand the value of the Flame Saber, his instinct told him that the saber was quite extraordinary.

The young girl followed, curiously eyeing Xiao Ye.

“You want to buy my saber?” Xiao Ye turned around, his eyes icy, “I’m afraid you can’t afford it.”

“Can’t afford it?” The burly men burst into laughter upon hearing this, their faces full of mockery.

“Country bumpkin, our young master is the second young master of the Ancient Family, one of the three major families in Wutan City.

There’s nothing in this city that our young master can’t afford.”

The Golden Robed Youth displayed an arrogant face, disdainfully looking at Xiao Ye, hoping to see a trace of fear.

But soon he was disappointed, because Xiao Ye’s expression remained calm from start to finish.

“If you want my saber, buy it with your life,” Xiao Ye said indifferently. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

The Golden Robed Youth’s expression froze, and he said angrily, “Kid, are you messing with me?”

“Didn’t you ask me to name my price?

Now I’ve named it, and you can’t afford it, so why waste words?” Xiao Ye finished speaking and turned to leave.

In front of the young girl, the Golden Robed Youth naturally didn’t want to lose face; he bellowed, “You’re given face but don’t want it, really think I’m a pushover?

Disable one of his legs for me, have him crawl out of the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion, and then snatch that saber!”

“Yes!” Seven burly men with vicious smiles stepped forward, three of them reaching for Xiao Ye’s arms while the other four aiming for the Flame Saber.

“Hmph!” Xiao Ye’s eyes were ice-cold, and although he didn’t want to cause trouble, he was not afraid of it.

Xiao Ye shifted his stance, dodging the incoming burly men, unleashing the Fierce Tiger Fist.

Boom, boom, boom!

A series of collision and scream sounds arose as the seven burly men were knocked flying backwards, slamming into the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

These seven men were merely at the Body Refinement Realm, and Xiao Ye did not even need to use his True Qi to easily defeat them.

This scene caused the Golden Robed Youth to gasp for breath, murderous intent surging in his eyes.

He said to the girl beside him: “Ying’er, wait here for me, watch me crush every bone in this brat!”

The young girl showed reluctance, gently shaking her head, “Forget it, don’t bother with him.”

The Golden Robed Young Master Gu Yang in front of her, although only of average talent, was able to cultivate True Qi within his body due to the resources of the Ancient Family, possessing a cultivation of the Postnatal Second Level.

Although Xiao Ye seemed strong, his dress was too shabby, unlikely to have enjoyed the benefits of Elixirs, his chances of stepping into the Postnatal Realm were too small, how could he withstand Gu Yang?

“Anger me, and pay the price!” Gu Yang sneered, True Qi circulated within his body, a Direct Punch smashed towards Xiao Ye’s face.

The young girl’s eyelashes trembled, she couldn’t bear to look and closed her eyes, not wanting to see the miserable fate awaiting Xiao Ye.

A muffled sound suddenly arose, and with a cry of surprise, Gu Yang’s fist hurt as if it had smashed into an iron plate.

His face filled with disbelief because Xiao Ye had simply extended a palm and blocked his mighty punch, not allowing it to advance any further.

“Is this all the strength you have, and you dare to be so arrogant?” Xiao Ye shook his head in resignation; Gu Yang might have the cultivation of the Postnatal Second Level, but his True Qi was insubstantial, clearly the result of pill-popping rather than hard training.

Could it be that this is the level of a major family’s scion?

This was too disappointing.

“Get lost.” Xiao Ye flipped his palm, True Qi circling throughout his body, the aura of the Postnatal Realm Fifth Stage burst forth, channeling strength into his fingers, flicking Gu Yang’s fist.

Ah!

Gu Yang’s body trembled as if he had been electrocuted, backing away before finally plopping onto the ground, staring at Xiao Ye in horror.

The opponent appeared to be even younger than him, yet possessed the cultivation of the Postnatal Fifth Realm, which was terrifying.

The young girl also opened her eyes, showing shock.

“I bear no grievances no grudges against you, yet you wish to cripple my leg?” Xiao Ye stepped towards Gu Yang.

Since he had already offended the other party, he didn’t mind going even further.

“What…

what are you going to do?

I am the second young master of the Ancient Family!” Gu Yang was in such a panic that he scurried backwards on his hands.

Slap!

But before he could finish speaking, a loud slap sounded, leaving him standing there dumbfounded.

“Take this slap as a return gift to you.

Next time you bully others, you’d better keep your eyes wide open.” Having done all this, Xiao Ye turned and left.

The young girl watched Xiao Ye’s retreating figure, her clear spring-like eyes revealing a hint of brilliant color.