Half a day later.
Zhao Feng carried three big bags as he returned to Sun Feather City.
In an animal skin shop in the city.
"Black-spotted boar parts, tusks, feet … … .worth three hundred and ninety-five silver."
"Gold-patterned snake … … worth four hundred and twenty silver."
"Five poison centipede … … worth two hundred and ten silver."
The shopkeeper and the shop assistant's expressions were normal as they helped Zhao Feng calculate the prices one by one.
"Metal pecker eagle … … Eh!"
Thinking up to here, the shop assistant and shopkeeper's expressions changed slightly.
Metal pecker eagles were birds that were close to the level of fierce beasts. They had astonishing speed and defense, and were extremely difficult to kill. Even a fourth rank martial artist would rarely be able to kill one.
Therefore, the value of a metal pecker eagle far exceeded other wild beasts of the same strength.
"Metal pecker eagle … … .There are three of them, and each one is worth one thousand and one hundred silver."
The shopkeeper pondered for a moment before giving out the price.
One thousand and one hundred silver?
Zhao Feng was slightly shocked. The metal pecker eagle was worth more than he had imagined. Killing one was equivalent to killing several other wild beasts of the same level.
Not long later, Zhao Feng had finished calculating all the wild beast materials except for the Tiger King.
"All in all … … .it's a total of five thousand eight hundred and fifty silver!"
The shopkeeper gave out a price.
Five thousand eight hundred and fifty silver!
Zhao Feng's heartbeat quickened.
One had to know that his monthly allowance was only twenty silver. He had never had more than a hundred silver on him before.
Moreover, Zhao Feng had not taken out the most valuable Tiger King material yet.
"How about this, I'll give you a total of five thousand nine hundred silver."
The shopkeeper had a shrewd expression.
"Okay."
Zhao Feng was too lazy to haggle, so he made the deal.
The shopkeeper's efficiency was very high. Not long later, Zhao Feng received five thousand nine hundred silver, a portion of which was in bills.
"Oh right, do you accept parts of fierce beasts here?"
After the transaction, Zhao Feng did not immediately leave.
"Could it be that you have materials from fierce beasts?"
The shopkeeper's eyes flashed as he glanced at the remaining bag in Zhao Feng's hand.
"That's right."
Zhao Feng was not afraid. He slowly opened the bag and revealed the components of the Tiger King.
Suddenly, a faintly discernible murderous aura came from the bag.
"Tiger King!"
The shopkeeper's face turned cold as he looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.
The handyman at the side was also shocked.
They couldn't believe that a martial disciple at the second level of the Martial Dao had the qualifications to kill a fierce beast.
One had to know that an ordinary fierce beast could rival a true martial artist.
On the continent, there was no lack of rumors of powerful beasts destroying entire cities.
"We had a total of six or seven people. One of us was injured or killed. It took us a lot of effort to kill it."
Zhao Feng's next words made them feel slightly relieved.
The shopkeeper thought about it for a moment when he faced the fierce beast materials. His gaze swept past the logo of the Zhao Clan on Zhao Feng's clothes, and he finally gave a price.
"Sixteen thousand silver taels!"
When the price was announced, the shop assistant next to him gasped. This was the first time he had seen such a high price.
The shopkeeper didn't dare to cheat Zhao Feng. He could tell that Zhao Feng was from the Zhao Clan from his attire.
In Sun Feather City, the Zhao family, Xin family, and Qiu family were the three great clans. Their influence spread over a thousand miles, and any business couldn't avoid the three great clans.
"Deal!"
Zhao Feng's lips curled into a smile. Although he looked calm on the surface, his heart was filled with joy.
This trip was really fruitful.
Not long later, Zhao Feng left the material shop with twenty thousand silver taels.
"With this much silver, I can buy precious herbs and break through to the third level of the Martial Path."
Zhao Feng's heart was filled with joy.
How should I spend this money?
Zhao Feng went straight to the weapon shop that he went to a few days ago.
"Young man, you're here again?"
The shopkeeper of the weapon store said with a smile.
A few days ago, Zhao Feng was very tight on money and had to borrow and borrow to buy a heavy metal bow from this place.
Pa!
Zhao Feng put his hand on the table and smiled: "Here's a hundred silver taels, thank you for your help that day."
A hundred silver taels?
The shopkeeper was slightly shocked. He didn't think that Zhao Feng would be so trustworthy. Before he left, he said that he would pay back double the amount he owed.
But now, it wasn't just double, it was more than ten times!
"I'm impressed that you're trustworthy."
The shopkeeper took the silver taels with a smile.
Although he was the shopkeeper, he wasn't the owner of the shop. A hundred silver taels was half of his income.
After paying back the money, Zhao Feng didn't leave immediately, but looked around the shop.
"The heavy iron bow in my hand is only average, and it doesn't have enough power."
Zhao Feng decided to choose a more powerful bow.
He secretly used his left eye to observe the weapons hanging on the wall.
Soon, Zhao Feng's gaze landed on a silver bow.
This silver longbow had a cold luster to it, giving off a calm and steady aura.
"How much is this bow?"
Zhao Feng asked.
"You have good eyes! This bow is called the 'Silver Profound Bow', and it is one of the most powerful weapons in this shop. Only true martial artists who are proficient in archery can fully display its power … … It's worth one thousand eight hundred silver taels. "
The shopkeeper smiled.
He didn't think that Zhao Feng could afford this bow, but he was still very polite.
"One thousand eight hundred silver taels? It's not that expensive, I'll buy it. "
Zhao Feng said decisively.
The material and craftsmanship of the Silver Profound Bow was definitely several times better than the heavy iron bow in his hand. Only true martial artists of the fourth rank of the Martial Path and above could fully display its power and potential.
"You really want to buy it … … you don't want to default?"
The shopkeeper was slightly stunned.
Pa!
Zhao Feng pushed a pile of silver taels towards the counter: "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
Ah?
The shopkeeper was shocked, he didn't think that Zhao Feng would become so 'rich'. He couldn't believe that the other party still owed him some silver taels a few days ago … …
"Yes, yes!"
The shopkeeper nodded, and personally took down the 'Silver Profound Bow' for Zhao Feng, and placed it in a beautiful wooden box.
Apart from that, he also bought a set of arrows. Each arrow was worth three taels, and he bought a hundred of them in one go.
Leaving the weapon shop, Zhao Feng quickened his pace, and headed towards the biggest medicine shop in the city.
"Medicine Pavilion, this is the biggest medicine shop in the city, and the owner behind it is extremely mysterious. They opened this medicine shop in the surrounding thirteen countries, and even the three big families of Sun Feather City don't dare to provoke them."
Just as he arrived at the medicine shop, he heard a cold and slightly familiar male voice.
Eh!
Zhao Feng noticed a man and a woman not far away.
The one who spoke was a purple clothed youth, with long straight eyebrows and a straight figure. His body emitted a sharp aura.
Beside him, there was a snow robed girl, who looked extremely obedient.
It's actually them … …
Zhao Feng sighed.
This man and woman were Zhao Yijian and Zhao Xue.
"Brother Feng."
Zhao Xue's eyes turned, and when she saw Zhao Feng, she revealed a trace of surprise.
Zhao Feng only nodded in response, and walked into the Medicine Pavilion.
"Hehe, him? He also has the right to enter the Medicine Pavilion? Any medicine in the Medicine Pavilion is worth a few years of his salary. "
Zhao Yijian smiled coldly, and his face was full of disdain.
Zhao Xue did not say anything. She naturally knew that with Zhao Feng's family background, it would be hard for him to take out a few hundred taels of silver.
In comparison, Zhao Yijian's father and grandfather were both martial artists of the fourth rank of the Martial Path, and they were in the upper echelons of the family.
Zhao Feng ignored the two, and entered the Medicine Pavilion, and began to look for precious medicine suitable for Martial Disciples.
"The third rank of the Martial Path focuses on training the body, and strengthening the blood flow. In this aspect, the blood ginseng is very useful. It can strengthen and strengthen the blood flow, and even help in training Inner Strength … …"
Zhao Feng thought for a moment, and decided on his target.
Among the many spiritual ingredients, the blood ginseng was the most useful for Martial Disciples.
There were many years of blood ginseng, and the higher the age, the greater the increase in value.
"A hundred year old blood ginseng, five hundred taels of silver. A two hundred year old blood ginseng, a three hundred year old blood ginseng, three thousand taels of silver … … a five hundred year old blood ginseng, ten thousand taels of silver. "
Zhao Feng's gaze swept through the prices of the blood ginseng.
The older the blood ginseng, the better the medicinal effect.
Of course, the limit that a Martial Disciple could bear was a five hundred year old blood ginseng, and it had to be at the peak of the third rank of the Martial Path.
"Brother Jian, if I had a two hundred year old blood ginseng, I might be able to reach the peak of the second rank of the Martial Path in half a year."
Zhao Xue's slightly coquettish voice sounded in his ear.
"This is not possible, I can only buy you a hundred year old blood ginseng. Recently, I have been trying to train Inner Strength, and I need the help of precious medicine."
Zhao Yijian said indifferently.
Although his family was rich, he could not spend without limits.
"A hundred year is fine."
Zhao Xue smiled slightly.
At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, "Shopkeeper, give me two two hundred year old blood ginseng, and one three hundred year old blood ginseng."
This voice attracted many people's attention.
It's him!
Zhao Xue saw Zhao Feng not far away, and her heart skipped a beat.
"Three hundred year old blood ginseng? Are you bragging? "
Zhao Yijian sneered disdainfully.
He did not believe that an ordinary branch family disciple like Zhao Feng could buy three hundred year old blood ginseng.
"Two two hundred year old blood ginseng, one three hundred year old blood ginseng, that's a total of five thousand four hundred taels of silver."
The shopkeeper quoted the price.
Then, under the gaze of the two, Zhao Feng took out the money, and successfully traded for three blood ginseng.
This scene made the smile on Zhao Yijian's face freeze.
"This … … how is this possible?"
Zhao Xue's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes glazed over in disbelief.
"Shopkeeper, give me three bottles of high quality healing pills, three bottles of high quality blood replenishing pills … …"
Zhao Feng then bought some medicinal pills, all of which were high quality, and spent more than a thousand taels of silver.
After the trade, Zhao Feng only said goodbye to Zhao Xue, and then left the Medicine Pavilion.
When she replied, Zhao Xue's smile was very forced, and she did not dare to look at Zhao Feng's eyes … …
After leaving the Medicine Pavilion, Zhao Feng did not immediately return to the Zhao Clan, but instead went to an inn.
First, he sorted out the silver, and there were still around twelve thousand taels of silver left.
"I'll leave this silver for the future."
Zhao Feng understood that the path of cultivation required a lot of precious resources.
That night, he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. First, he practiced the Air Pushing Breathing Technique, and found that after a few days of fighting, his blood and energy were more vigorous, and his cultivation seemed to have improved.
In the dimension of his left eye, the faint green light had grown from two feet eight to two feet ninety-five.
Zhao Feng was sure that he had reached the peak of the second rank, and he was only half a step away from the third rank.
"Looks like the effects of fighting are not bad, but I wonder how effective the blood ginseng is."
Zhao Feng's face was full of anticipation, and he immediately swallowed a two hundred year old blood ginseng.
Moments later, Zhao Feng felt a strong heat appear in his abdomen, which made him break out in a cold sweat and scream.
"What a strong medicinal effect!"
Zhao Feng did not let his guard down, and he circulated the Air Pushing Breathing Technique to absorb the blood ginseng's medicinal effect, allowing the energy to merge into his blood and energy, and cleanse his body.
Maybe it was because he had never used such precious medicinal ingredients before, but Zhao Feng felt that the blood ginseng's medicinal effect was terrifying.
The next morning.
"Could it be … …"
Zhao Feng felt that his blood and energy had broken through a bottleneck, and his muscles, bones, and other parts of his body gave off a shocking power.
Bang!
He casually waved his hand, and the wind from his fist whistled as he punched out with more than seven hundred kilograms of force!
The process of breaking through to the third rank of the Martial Path was easier than Zhao Feng had imagined … …
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