Chapter 511: Chapter 53: Coastal City of Zhao Kingdom

Coastal City, Medical Hall.

Due to Lin Chen’s influence, the doctor at the medical hall attended to Yu Qing’s wounds immediately without even asking for a medical fee.

Although Lin Chen didn’t reveal his own strength, the doctor’s intuitive sense as a Martial Artist was able to perceive it. Would a Martial Artist be short of a few silver taels?

In the Zhao Kingdom, if you wish to practice martial arts, besides money, you must also have a certain social status and obtain recommendation from Martial Artists to enter a martial arts school.

As a medical doctor, he was quite familiar with the young Martial Artists of the city. The one in front of him seemed somewhat unfamiliar and should be from another place.

"Doctor, is there a place for Martial Artists to trade in the city?"

"Place for Martial Artists to trade?"

The doctor paused for a moment, then said, "Sir, if you head out and go straight to the left end, then turn right, you’ll find the Martial Street of the city."

"Mm, I’m heading to Martial Street. Look after your brother here."

Lin Chen nodded and instructed Yu Qing, then turned and left the medical hall.

He needed to get some silver tickets from Zhao Kingdom or exchange some silver taels to carry with him.

"Miss, what is your relationship with this gentleman?"

After Lin Chen left, the doctor curiously looked at Yu Qing, thinking the young girl was obviously a lowly fisherman. Logically, she shouldn’t have any connection with a Martial Artist of such stature.

Unless...

The doctor scrutinized Yu Qing for a moment, suddenly understanding.

Although her skin was a bit dark, her face was quite delicate. If dressed up a little, she could be considered a small beauty.

"My brother and I went out to sea to fish and encountered a Sea Demon. It was the gentleman who saved my brother. This gentleman is a good man."

Yu Qing answered truthfully, and upon hearing this, the doctor’s suspicions were further confirmed.

Good man?

He’s never seen these Martial Artists be benevolent.

Martial Artists are high and mighty, and it’s good enough if they don’t bully ordinary people.

This gentleman’s interest isn’t benevolence, it’s in you.

But these words the doctor decided not to say. Many from the bottom of society would be eager for a Martial Artist to take notice of their daughter, even if just as a nameless servant girl, as it would elevate them socially.

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Martial Street.

Treasure Pavilion!

After glancing at the shop name, Lin Chen stepped inside.

The waiter, who was idly leaning on the counter, trembled upon seeing Lin Chen enter. His face showed respect, recognizing the restrained Qi Blood and aura unique to a Martial Artist, identifying him as a Viscera-Refining Martial Artist.

"Sir, is there something you need? Our store..."

"I’m not here to buy, I’m here to sell something. Does your store accept items?"

"Sell something?"

The waiter was briefly taken aback but maintained a smile, "We do purchase items. Our store accepts all sorts of treasures. May I ask what Sir intends to sell?"

"A pearl."

Lin Chen took out an icy blue pearl from his chest pocket.

The waiter’s face was filled with doubt at the sight of the pearl. After a moment, he responded, "Sir, I’m not familiar with this item. Could I take it to the shopkeeper for appraisal?"

"Go ahead."

Lin Chen nodded. He wasn’t afraid of them swallowing his Canglan Pearl. While walking on Martial Street, he observed the pedestrians, most of whom were Martial Artists, but predominantly of the Opening Acupoints Realm, with fewer Viscera-Refining Martial Artists.

This indicated that the shops on this street catered mainly to the business of Opening Acupoints and Viscera-Refining Martial Artists.

The shopkeepers at these stores likely had realms around Opening Acupoints and Viscera-Refining. If they dared to cheat him of his Canglan Pearl, he wouldn’t mind turning the tables on them.

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Back courtyard of the shop.

A middle-aged man was counting the supplies in the yard, while a young girl next to him was flipping through account books.

"Shopkeeper, a gentleman has come to sell something."

The waiter hurried in, and the middle-aged man looked up with displeasure. The young lady disliked being disturbed while reviewing accounts, yet this waiter was being so inconsiderate.

"Shopkeeper, the gentleman appears to be a Viscera-Refining Martial Artist."

The waiter noticed the displeasure on the shopkeeper’s face and quickly explained. If it was just a regular Opening Acupoints Martial Artist, he would’ve turned them away, telling them to return later. But he couldn’t afford to offend a Viscera-Refining Martial Artist.

"Viscera-Refining Martial Artist?"

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, his gaze swept to the girl seated on the chair. He asked, "What does he want to sell?"

"A pearl."

The waiter presented the pearl in his hand. The shopkeeper glanced at it and frowned, as he didn’t recognize the item.

"It’s worthless. Just tell him our store doesn’t buy it."

As the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion, he had seen many Martial Artists attempt to sell strange items. Such objects didn’t necessarily have value, as these vendors mostly brought them in hopes of getting lucky, or to scam the store out of some money.

"Yes."

The waiter nodded and was about to leave when a cool voice intervened.

"Wait!"

The young girl, who had been sitting, stood up and fixed her sharp eyes on the pearl in the waiter’s hand. After a moment, she said, "Uncle Chen, prepare a pot of fine tea."

After speaking, her gaze turned to the waiter, "Go inform the esteemed guest that the shopkeeper will be out shortly."