The old man and Tang Sanghua looked at each other, and the latter shrugged innocently. "At least in terms of using a sword, I have never seen anyone better than him."
Of course, this was an exaggeration. The old man snorted unhappily, but still took the sword down and threw it to Yan Li. "I have so many treasures, but you don't care. You just have to take a decoration. What do you think it can do?"
Yan Li caught the sword, but before she could look at it, it was snatched away by Tang Sanghua.
It looked like it was used for decoration. The hilt was dark red, carved with knot-like patterns that intertwined with each other and spiraled upwards. The hilt was black, and it was also carved with dense spiral patterns. The scabbard was moon white, and the color was light, like thin ice under the moonlight. It was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and as smooth as a mirror.
Tang Sanghua snatched it and directly pulled it out of the scabbard. She couldn't help but be stunned. The sword was almost transparent, like a gauze. It didn't look like a sword, but more like a piece of cloth.
She exclaimed, "A Precious Tool!"
Precious Tools were blessed by nature. They were spiritualized, so they were called Precious Tools. A godly weapon that could only be used by cultivators.
The old man sat back down in disdain.
Tang Sanghua's expression suddenly became very strange. "This, this is only the prototype of a Precious Tool. It can't even be considered a prototype. Who would be so free to forge this thing?"
Only cultivators above the third rank of Martial Artist could forge Precious Tools. They were divided into six ranks: Elementary, Common Weapon, Martial Tool, Spirit God, Moonlight, and Mystic Sun.
The rank of a Precious Tool was the same as a cultivator's cultivation. It could be improved through various methods, but the higher the rank, the more precious treasures needed.
And this "decorative sword" couldn't even be considered "Elementary." It was just a mold of a Precious Tool.
The old man sneered. "Not only that. Its material is Shadowless Starsilk. You should know the difficulty of upgrading it. "
"Shadowless Starsilk?" Tang Sanghua was very surprised.
Shadowless Starsilk was a kind of natural treasure. Every hundred years, a star would fall in the divine land. The stars hung high in the sea of stars, but they were not eternal. The meteorite fell on the Divine Great Land, and its entire body was a treasure. The Shadowless Starthread was a precious treasure extracted from a meteorite. It was only the size of a strand of hair, and its color was very faint. That was why it got its name.
The Shadowless Starthread was a necessary treasure for refining treasures. Otherwise, the treasures would not be able to condense.
However, the Shadowless Starthread was too rare. One qian of it would cost a hundred gold taels. Normally, a treasure would require at least ten qian of Shadowless Starthread.
Tang Sanghua's beautiful eyes flashed, "A sword needs at least fifteen taels of Shadowless Starsilk to condense. You spent fifteen thousand taels of gold just to forge such a sword?"
She paused, looked at Yan Li, and said, "You have to think this through. Right now, it can't be used at all. Moreover, because it is purely refined from Shadowless Starsilk, it can only be replaced by Shadowless Starsilk in the future. There are no other precious treasures that can replace it, and the amount required is more than twice that of a normal artifact. This burden is not something an ordinary person can bear."
Yan Li took it, and his left hand gently rested on the blade. It felt soft, like silk. He chuckled, "Since I've already given it a name, I can't give it up. How much? "
He put the sword back into the sheath, and with a flick of his left wrist, the treasure sword spun a few times with his palm as the axis. Then, like a spirit snake, it slid into his sleeve.
Seeing this, the old man rolled his eyes, and said, "Hey, since you want it, then this old man won't be vague with you. Ten thousand taels, take it."
"What? You might as well rob it! " Tang Sanghua glared at him, "Damn old man, you saw that he was determined to get it, so you took the chance to raise the price. I guess when you buy it, it won't be more than one thousand taels!"
Yan Li said, "I'll give you one thousand five hundred taels at most. Do you want to hang it on? Or sell it as soon as possible? "
The old man's face darkened, and he said angrily, "You want to send me off with one thousand five hundred taels of silver for the cost of more than ten thousand gold?"
Yan Li sneered, and said, "This sword isn't even a sword embryo. In the future, how many Shadowless Starlight Threads will be needed for it to truly take shape? This is an unknown number. If you really like it, then I'll return it to you, and let you hang it on for the rest of your life."
Although he said that, he had no intention of taking it out.
The old man was furious, and he gritted his teeth, and said, "Three thousand taels, no less!"
Yan Li raised his eyebrows, and said, "You still don't understand what I'm saying? I might as well tell you, I've seen the birth of three treasured weapons with my own eyes. The initial investment of this sword is at most five taels of Shadowless Starlight Threads. Although the sword hilt has been solidified, the sword blade only has Qi dynamic. It's basically a useless sword! "
Tang Sanghua rolled his eyes at him, and thought to himself, 'Since it's a useless sword, and you're still determined to get it, of course he's asking for an exorbitant price. However, this bastard is really treacherous, and it's really not easy to take advantage of him. '
She then glanced at the old man with schadenfreude and said, "Mr. Fish, it's best if you don't fight with him. He could tell from the start that you have a lot of resentment towards this sword, so he's determined to eat you up."
"Hmph!" The old man stared at Yan Li unkindly, "What makes you think that I'll definitely sell it to you?"
"You'll sell it," Yan Li said lightly, "because I can see that you're a real businessman. The backlog of goods, for a businessman, is the most fatal wound. If it's left for too long, it'll become a pus wound."
The old man frowned, and said, "Two thousand taels, the lowest price."
Yan Li smiled, and took out two banknotes from his bosom, and handed them to him, "Deal."
…
Leaving Big Fish Workshop, they came to a secluded alley.
Yan Li stopped, and with a wave of his hand, Li Ya appeared in his hand, "I'll give you a chance, come and hit me."
Tang Sanghua took off her hood, and sneered when she heard this, "Hit? Once I make a move, you'll either live or die. "
She looked around, and sneered even more, "There's no one here, and it's a good place to silence people. Are you sure you want me to do it?"
Yan Li shrugged, "Women are so long-winded."
Tang Sanghua laughed, and with a shake of her body, her black robe shattered into dust, and within the dust, there was a hidden cold murderous intent, like a ghostly fog.
Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and the ghostly fog was torn apart by a slender shadow, and in the blink of an eye, the shadow was already on top of Yan Li's head.
When he focused, he saw that Tang Sanghua had turned over on top of Yan Li's head, and as he spun, the machete in his hand drew a half arc, and went straight for his chest and neck.
The speed was too fast, and Yan Li had no time to react.
Tang Sanghua, a third-grade martial artist, and Hou Dongqun, a fifth-grade martial artist, were not on the same level at all.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Li's whole body fell straight down almost at the moment of danger. In another instant, his legs quickly spread open, and he only felt a bone-piercing cold between his legs, as if ants were crawling all over his body, and his whole body suddenly tensed up.
Tang Sanghua's two consecutive attacks missed, and her beautiful eyes were like silk. Her feet touched the ground, and with her feet as the axis, her delicate body also fell down like Yan Li, but she fell facing Yan Li, and the machete in her hand once again stabbed at the vital parts of Yan Li's lower body.
Looking at the petite, soft, and weak girl, her attacks were ruthless, and it seemed like she would not stop until she killed Yan Li.
Of course, so far, she had not used her Primordial Qi, or else Yan Li would not be able to play even if he had several lives.
Yan Li had adapted at this time, and his body became like a paper man. He lightly slid back half a step, and then his whole body floated vertically, avoiding another killing move from Tang Sanghua.
Tang Sanghua's beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, and suddenly revealed a murderous intent. She shouted, "Beast Mark!"
The machete stabbed into the bluestone ground, and with the machete as the center of gravity, she swung like a soft whip, causing the air to make a crackling sound, and hit the scabbard that Yan Li used to block.
Bang!
The sound of the air explosion exploded, and the airflow surged. Yan Li's whole body was like a cannonball, and he was kicked out heavily.
And this was only the power of her body. If she used her Primordial Qi, with the surging cultivation of a third-grade martial artist, Yan Li would not be able to withstand a blow.
This was a barbarian girl from the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Yan Li flew backward, and then his whole body, like a spider, hit the wall with a bang, and four cracks appeared on the wall.
The corner of his mouth rose slightly, and then he looked up, but he was stunned. Tang Sanghua had disappeared.
The next moment, he suddenly flipped over, and with both hands holding the scabbard, he fiercely pushed upwards.
"Your reaction is not slow."
Yan Li only heard a delicate laugh, and then he felt the top of his head go black, and a huge force suddenly hit him.
Bang!
This time, he was not lucky, and he was smashed to the ground. Fortunately, the scabbard absorbed most of the force, and Tang Sanghua did not use her full strength, so he was only hit with stars.
"Sigh, why are the girls these days so powerful, so ruthless."
Tang Sanghua did not respond. She gently landed on the wall, and the charm on her face disappeared without a trace, replaced by coldness and sternness.
This was an excellent opportunity to silence him. Yan Li was too careless.
She was a little excited, but also inexplicably nervous.
If I kill him, no one will know my secret!
Kill him!
Primordial Qi suddenly erupted like a raging tide.
Yan Li was very sensitive to danger. He slightly narrowed his eyes, and almost at the same time, he slid back a few steps and stood up. "You want to break the tacit understanding between us? You have to know, if I escape from here, you will be in big trouble! Remember, why did you hide in Yongling? Do you really want to fail at the last step? "
"You are too cunning." Tang Sanghua suddenly laughed again, softly and softly. "How do I know that after you have used me, you will not burn the bridge after crossing the river? You are also a very smart person, and you will not let a sharp blade hang over your head, a blade that can take your life at any time! "
Her Qi movement had completely locked onto Yan Li.
Yan Li knew that if he wanted to escape now, it would be very difficult. He would likely be seriously injured, and then the follow-up plan could not be carried out.
However, he did not panic. He was still as calm as ever.
"You will change your mind," he said.
Tang Sanghua raised an eyebrow, and held the scimitar horizontally. Primordial Qi was poured into it, and the scimitar shone brightly.
Yan Li's eyes suddenly became deep, black, and bright, and there was a faint smile on his lips. As Tang Sanghua rushed over, he slowly pulled out his sword.
Just the action of pulling out the sword made Tang Sanghua stop.
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