"It's up to you whether you believe me or not! I'm not forcing you to believe me! "Qin Feng rolled his eyes at Ren Xiao Yao. Ren Xiao Yao stomped her feet in anger.
She knew that this weirdo wearing a wolf mask might be a Stage 2 or even higher alchemist. She couldn't afford to have a conflict with Qin Feng right now.
Alchemists were rare in China. Even the lowest-ranked Stage 1 alchemist could destroy a small aristocratic family in a second-tier city with a flip of his hand. It wasn't because an alchemist's individual combat ability was extraordinary. It was because an alchemist had many martial artists willing to help him.
This was because high-grade medicinal pills were one of the main methods to increase a martial artist's strength. There were countless cases of martial artists working for an alchemist in exchange for a miraculous medicinal pill!
"Hmph! So what if you're an alchemist? There are many alchemists in Saint Medic who aren't any worse than you! "Ren Xiao Yao placed her hands on her hips and glared at Qin Feng.
"I don't think I'm that great! I'm just saying that the medicinal pills and potions here are too expensive. It's not an exaggeration to say that you're running a scam! "Qin Feng wasn't angry at all. He smiled at Ren Xiao Yao's alluring breasts.
Ren Xiao Yao's face darkened. As an alchemist, Qin Feng's cost of concocting medicinal pills was naturally very low. Saint Medic was a large pharmacy, and they sold many of their main products that were shipped from other pharmaceutical companies. For example, the Da Da Water was sold by the Liang family, a major pharmaceutical company in the provincial capital. Since the Liang family wanted to make money, Saint Medic had to collect some processing fees and commission fees.
"Let's go! Since you don't need our medicine, you should leave now. Don't look at me like this! " Ren Xiao Yao realized that she couldn't fight with Qin Feng, and she couldn't win an argument with him. She could only push Qin Feng away.
Just as Ren Xiao Yao was about to push Qin Feng, Qin Feng hastily retreated. Ren Xiao Yao's body suddenly disappeared, and she fell into Qin Feng's arms. Qin Feng smiled and opened his arms, waiting for Ren Xiao Yao to fall into his arms.
"So soft!"
Qin Feng embraced Ren Xiao Yao's slender waist with a look of enjoyment on his face. His gaze fell on Ren Xiao Yao's breasts. Her slightly protruding breasts were pressed against Qin Feng's chest, and they were deformed by the pressure. The soft and bouncy sensation made Qin Feng so excited that he almost screamed!
"Ahhh! Go to hell … you beast, go to hell! "
Ren Xiao Yao's face turned red. She was embarrassed and annoyed. The flexible sword in her hand trembled in the air and instantly turned into a silver snake that stabbed toward Qin Feng.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and run. Don't tell me you want to hug that girl too?" Qin Feng had already retreated outside the store when Little Demon Ren attacked.
Before he left, he yelled at Liu Jie, who was still in a daze.
"Holy shit! The boss was the boss. He was so awesome! He even dared to flirt with a beauty from Saint Medic … Boss, don't teach me Chinese medicine anymore. Teach me how to flirt with girls! "
Liu Jie, who had regained his senses, quickly ran away. As he ran, he shouted at the top of his lungs. Ren Xiao Yao heard every single word he said. She was so angry that she clenched her teeth so hard that they almost broke!
"Just you wait, you wolf-headed monster! If I see you in the outside world, I'll chop your head off!" Ren Xiao Yao stomped her feet in anger as she watched Qin Feng disappear into the distance.
… …
"Boss! Let's stop running. That fiery girl hasn't caught up with us. I can't run anymore! "After running for more than ten minutes, Liu Jie sat on the ground and refused to leave.
Qin Feng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the woman in red did not catch up with him. That woman's strength was still very frightening.
"A blacksmith shop? What the hell is this? It's shameful to open such a lousy shop in Martial Artist Town! "Qin Feng scanned his surroundings and saw a shop across the road.
The exterior of the shop was decorated in an ancient style, and there was a large manor at the entrance. A white flag was hung on the top of the manor, and on the flag were the words' Blacksmith's Shop '.
Liu Jie was so scared that he almost vomited blood when Qin Feng complained.
The blacksmith shop and Saint Medic were the two sacred places in Martial Artist Town. It was Qin Feng's first time in Martial Artist Town, but he seemed to want to provoke both shops.
"Boss! Stop complaining. This blacksmith shop is as powerful as Saint Medic. They specialize in selling weapons and equipment that martial artists need. They have a strong background! "
"Ahem!" After hearing Liu Jie's explanation, Qin Feng hurriedly cleared his throat and looked at the wooden stake and the white flag with a solemn expression.
"Not bad! The exterior of this shop looks like an ancient blacksmith shop. I can tell that it's a shop that has inherited the legacy of the ancient ancestors. I believe that the weapons and armor forged here are of high quality and cheap! "
"This shop is not bad. Let's go in and have a look!"
Qin Feng swaggered into the blacksmith shop. Liu Jie, who had a dumbfounded expression on his face, was flabbergasted.
The interior of the blacksmith shop was very simple. The room was very spacious. There were wooden display racks on the four walls. There were all kinds of weapons on the racks. There were sabers, spears, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, and a total of 18 types of weapons.
As Qin Feng walked into the house, he could feel a very subtle flow of spiritual energy in the surroundings. It should be coming from some kind of weapon.
"Wow! Boss, this Lord Guan's Broadsword is so domineering! "Liu Jie had also entered the shop. He stood in front of a broadsword that was more than two meters tall and couldn't bear to part with it.
Qin Feng walked over to take a look. This Lord Guan's Broadsword was obviously a replica. Moreover, it was made of steel. There must be a little bit of frost iron in it, which gave it a chilly feeling.
When Qin Feng killed Bronze Number Eight of the Golden Assassin Group, he took his Green Dragon Crescent Blade. The Green Dragon Crescent Blade looked like the real deal. The entire blade and handle were made of frost iron. It was cold to the touch and could cut through iron like mud. However, Qin Feng didn't like to use such a large weapon, so he used the Green Dragon Crescent Blade to upgrade his Winter Iron Glove. If he knew he could have a little brother like Liu Jie, Qin Feng would have kept the Green Dragon Crescent Blade for Liu Jie.
Looking at Liu Jie's burly and fat body, a large weapon like the Green Dragon Crescent Blade was quite suitable for him.
Qin Feng let Liu Jie roar excitedly at the replica of the Lord Guan's Broadsword while he looked at the price and material introduction of the weapons.
Most of the weapons in this shop were made of rare materials like frost iron, darksteel, or black steel. However, the price was dozens of times higher than weapons made of pure iron. It seemed like this blacksmith shop was the same as the Saint Medic Hall. They were both blacksmiths!
After walking around the shop, Qin Feng found a few white-grade spiritual equipment and an orange-grade spiritual equipment. The orange-grade spiritual equipment was a Shaolin Staff. It was completely golden and glowed with an orange light. It should be the most precious treasure of this shop. It was placed on the highest altar.
In order to become a white-grade spiritual equipment, the weapon had to be made of rare materials like frost iron and darksteel. It couldn't be mixed with any other impurities. As for the orange-grade spiritual equipment, other than rare iron ores, it also needed materials like the tibia or hide of some spiritual beasts. For example, the Spirit Snake Whip that Qin Feng obtained from Bronze Number Five was made of the skin and tendon of a Spirit Snake!
As for the weapons that were made of a mixture of frost iron and ordinary steel, they couldn't be called spiritual equipment at all. They could only be called weapons!
This blacksmith shop mostly sold weapons!
"Hey, you damn fatty! You've been touching the weapons for a long time and the grease on your hand is all over the weapons in my shop. Are you going to buy it or not? If you can't afford it, get lost! "
There were two people looking after the smithy. One of them was wearing a coarse gray linen gown, while the other was wearing a white Tang suit. He had an imposing appearance and looked like a rich young master from a wealthy family.
The gray-sackcloth servant walked to Liu Jie's side. He pushed Liu Jie harshly and shouted at Liu Jie with a disdainful expression.
"Hey! Don't hit me! You should just talk! " Liu Jie was focused on studying the Guan Yu Greatsword and was caught off guard. He was pushed to the ground by the servant's palm and stood up to confront the servant.
"Yo! What's wrong? Are you trying to cause trouble in our blacksmith shop? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself first? Who do you think you are? How dare you act like a lord in front of me? You're still too young! "
The servant had already sized up Qin Feng and Liu Jie, especially Liu Jie. Liu Jie acted as if he had never seen a weapon before. He was so excited when he saw a crescent blade mixed with a little bit of frost iron in his hand. This kind of person was obviously poor. Therefore, the servant took advantage of his position to bully Liu Jie and didn't give Liu Jie any face.
Liu Jie had calmed down by now. Although he was still angry, he didn't dare to cause any trouble when he thought about the blacksmith shop's background. If he was just fighting for himself, he wouldn't mind dying here. However, he represented his family. He couldn't let his parents and his fellow brothers and sisters get implicated because of his impulsive actions.
"Hmph! Why don't you dare to speak? Weren't you acting arrogant and wanting to hit me? I'm standing here waiting for you to hit me. Do you have the guts to hit me? "
"If you don't have the guts to hit me, then get lost. Don't stand here and hinder our Sima family's business. Look at your body. People will think that our Sima family brought a pig into our blacksmith shop! Get lost! "
"You … You better watch your mouth!" Liu Jie clenched his fists tightly. His eyes were bloodshot.
"Motherf * cker! So what if I call you a pig? Your whole family are pigs!" The servant was not afraid of Liu Jie. He stretched his neck and glared at Liu Jie as if he was asking for a beating.
"I'm going to f * cking kill you!" Liu Jie was at the age where he was full of vigor and vigor. He couldn't hold back his anger any longer.
"Liu Jie, stand down!" Qin Feng's voice rang. Liu Jie's fist was about to graze the tip of the servant's nose when he stopped abruptly.
"Boss! He … "Liu Jie looked at Qin Feng with an aggrieved expression. Tears were about to fall from his eyes.
"If you still recognize me as your boss, then stand down. I … I'll handle this matter!" Qin Feng glared at Liu Jie. Then, he looked at the servant dressed in a gray linen robe. A sinister smile appeared on his face. "Did you say that this blacksmith shop is owned by the Sima family?"
PS: Thank you, Brother Leng C Jing, for your 5,000 reward. See you every day, Brother Tycoon!
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