Chapter 8: Crimson Dragon (1/2)

Chapter 8 : Crimson Dragon

Feng Fei Yun was a romantic fourteen year old. Today, he was wearing a purple silk robe with his hair neatly tied behind his neck, and he had a paper fan in his hand; he revealed an unprecedented handsome look, like never before.

Feng Fei Yun was already good looking and today, he was like a young scholar. After practicing the “Immortal Phoenix Physique”, his temperament and expression was brighter than the light; he was, in addition to all of this, accompanied by the air of a romantic wanderer.

Even his two servants, Feng Ping and Feng An, were dazed by his new look; they couldn’t see the resemblance to his normal self at all.

“Let us go! I am going to the Yin Gou ward right now. What are you two waiting for? Hurry up and lead the way.”

Feng Fei Yun loudly commanded.

The two servants, then, regained their wits, and they led the way.

The Yin Gou ward was situated in the prosperous south side area in Spirit State city. It had seven floors, and it was made from wooden bricks decorated with dragon and phoenix carvings. It become a well known symbol of the city.

There were weapons, strange treasures, medicinal pills, armors, and anything that had to do with cultivation; this place had it. However, a regular person couldn’t buy anything here.

“Ehhh, isn’t this young master Feng? Which wind brought the great you here? Please come in, please come in!”

Zheng Dong Liu was the manager of the Yin Gou ward, and his age was over sixty. He knew a lot of people and with his sharp eyes, he immediately recognized Feng Fei Yun.

Although his eyes wouldn’t be considered to be forged by heaven’s fire and the all seeing, but they were indeed knowledgeable and sensitive the moment it came to judging people.

It was Feng Fei Yun’s first time visiting the Yin Gou ward, but his dad was the tyrant of Spirit State city; thus, he was already added to the important person list. This was a young master, so he needed to be well received.

Feng Fei Yun, with the fan in his hand, gracefully walked into the Yin Gou ward, and he said with a smile:

“The Yin Gou ward’s reputation is as it was mentioned; this is my first time here, but you have already recognized me.”

“In this city, anyone who doesn’t recognize you will have his business go downhill.”

Zheng Dong Liu led Feng Fei Yun to an inner chamber where there was already a pot of tea brewing. He acted quite friendly and familiar with Fei Yun.

Fei Yun did not shy away from the warm welcome; he sat down, and he said:

“Your words are too much. Other people’s business might go down, but the Yin Gou ward is definitely not a part of this group.”

Behind the ward was the great Yin Gou family, one of the four great families in the Jin Dynasty. Normal people couldn’t afford to offend them.

Feng Fei Yun, of course, was not foolish enough to mess with the Yin Gou family; at least, he was not at the moment since he currently lacked the strength.

The moment Fei Yun had entered the door, Zheng Dong Liu had already started to observe this legendary young master very carefully; however, his impression of Fei Yun, compared to his reputation, was greatly different.

This young master did not seem to be an idiot!

Zheng Dong Liu smiled, and he then inquired:

“If you didn’t have any business, you wouldn’t have come here. What did you want to buy here at the Yin Gou ward?”

“Weapons! I heard Yin Gou ward sold the best magical weapons.”

Feng Fei Yun replied.

Zheng Dong Liu continued:

“Which do you want to buy? Weapons are categorized into twenty eight different sections: sword, blade, staff, hook, rings…”

“The sabre!”

Fei Yun said.

“Which one do you want? The sabre is also divided into thirty four different categories: Zhanma sabre, horse slaying sabre, butterfly sabre, tiger sabre…”

Zheng Dong Liu was a shrewd merchant, and he was familiar with any merchandise; otherwise, he would not be the manager of the Yin Gou ward.

“The heavy sabre!”

Feng Fei Yun spoke.

Zheng Dong Liu was surprised; this young master Feng looked like a person who was physically weak. Could he even hold a heavy sabre?

Even though his mind was questioning the choice, he didn’t want to bring his concern to light.

“The heavy sabre; the lightest is eighty nine pounds, and it is divided into three ranks: iron sabre, magical sabre, and spirit sabre. I trust that you wouldn’t find an iron sabre to be worthy of your status. Today, our Yin Gou ward has two finely crafted magical heavy sabre, you can pick from them.”

Zheng Dong Liu explained.

Weapons are divided into three categories: normal weapons, magical weapons, and spirit weapons.

The highest grade of normal weapons was made from common metals, and they could split iron ingots without damaging the blade.

However, even the lowest grade of magical weapons could easily slice through the best grade of normal weapons. they were made with a few special metals that were extremely valuable.

As for spirit weapons, they were exceedingly rare. Each of them was a heavenly weapon with the power to scare the heavens and shake the earth. Even if one was to trade ten mortal cities for them, no one would be willing. Right now, in all of Spirit State city, no one had one available. Maybe, in the Yin Gou ward, they could potentially be the only group to have one for sale.

Zheng Dong Liu took Fei Yun to the fifth level. The higher the level, the higher the grade of the weapon as well as the level of protection.

The first magical heavy sabre was brought by two bodyguards. Its blade was completely black and around one and a half meters long. It was half a palm thick, and on top of it, were animal engravings with an icy cold aura.

This was a true killing weapon; people couldn’t help but shudder at the sight of it.

“The blade’s name is Man Ya, and it weighs three hundred and forty two pounds. It is made from Dark Steel that is found in the bottom of the ocean. The whole blade has the ice element; once it slices off someone’s neck, it can freeze the blood in the blink of an eye. Thus, even after killing someone, the blade will not be covered with blood.”

Zheng Dong Liu brought in a cup of water, and he poured it over the blade. A freezing noise filled the room, and they were no longer water drops the moment they reached the floor; the water was turned into ice.

“This blade’s price is three thousand gold coins.”

One gold coin was equal to one hundred silver coins, and one silver coin was worth one hundred bronze coins.

One gold coin was enough to feed a regular family for a year, so one could see that three thousand gold coins was a staggering sum; a grand fortune in the eyes of regular people.

“It is a good blade!”

Feng Fei Yun clapped his hands, but he also shook his head and said: