The territory of Wanluo Prefecture was larger than that of Tianjiang Prefecture, at least twice as large.
However, there were fewer ranked Sects in Wanluo Prefecture than Tianjiang Prefecture. There were only four of them. One of them was the mid-ranked Wanluo Sect, an imperial force that was not inferior to Wanluo Sect. The other two were the Green Caltrop Sect and the Yin Sifting Sect, which was affiliated to Wanluo Sect.
The Wanluo Sect alone occupied a small part of the entire Wanluo Prefecture's territory and resources, which was almost equivalent to the entire Tianjiang Prefecture's territory and resources. It was very shocking. The more abundant resources provided, the stronger and more powerful support for the development of the Wanluo Sect.
However, the center of Wanluo Prefecture was Wanluo City.
A huge ancient city stood tall on the ground. The black city walls were filled with the vicissitudes of time and were as majestic as a mountain.
Without any hesitation, Chen Zong stepped into Wanluo City.
Wanluo City was bigger than Tianjiang Prefecture. The wide streets paved with black stone slabs looked solemn. There were many shops on both sides of the street. Pedestrians came and went. It looked very lively and prosperous.
Chen Zong walked along the wide street. His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings and grasped the movements of the pedestrians.
He stopped in front of a big restaurant. He turned around and walked into the restaurant. At a glance, the lobby was almost crowded.
"Sir, please go to the third floor. There are still seats available." The waiter of the restaurant immediately ran over to greet him warmly.
There were two empty tables on the third floor. Chen Zong chose one and sat down.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?" The waiter bowed and asked.
"What are your specialties? Bring me a few dishes and a jug of wine," Chen Zong said with a smile.
"Sure. Sir, please wait a moment. I'm sure you'll be satisfied." The waiter was very confident in his restaurant's dishes.
After a while, the waiter served a few delicate-looking meat dishes and a pot of wine.
"Sir, please enjoy. Call me if you need anything. I'll be right there." The waiter smiled.
Chen Zong nodded. Mance picked up a pair of white chopsticks and poured himself a cup of wine. The aroma filled the air.
Halfway through the meal, Chen Zong summoned the waiter.
"Sir, what can I do for you?" The waiter bowed and asked.
"Is there anything interesting in Wanluo City?" Chen Zong asked casually.
"Interesting place?" The shop assistant was slightly startled and revealed a pondering expression. He carefully sized up Chen Zong and then said, "There is a very famous miscellaneous market in Wanluo City."
"Miscellaneous market?" Chen Zong was slightly stunned. He was a little puzzled, but a little curious at the same time.
"Yes, the market." The shop assistant was just testing the waters, but Chen Zong's reaction calmed him down, so he started to explain.
The so-called Miscellaneous Market was a place specially for setting up stalls. It was very big because there were many people setting up stalls, and they would sell all kinds of things. It was very heterogeneous, so it was called the Miscellaneous Market. It was a special feature of Wanluo City.
In the miscellaneous market, it was possible to buy a Rank Three Pseudo Spirit Tool or even a real Spirit Tool, but it was also possible to buy something worthless. In short, the miscellaneous market was full of possibilities, which was also the reason why so many martial artists were attracted to it.
Chen Zong's interest was greatly increased. After finishing the food, he took out some spirit shells and gave them to the waiter. Then he left the restaurant and walked to the so-called Miscellaneous Market.
The Miscellaneous Market was located in the north corner of Wanluo City. There were no tall buildings or pavilions, just a large open space. There were many stalls in the open space, which seemed to be in good order, but also a little messy.
People came and went, and there were sounds of bargaining. Chen Zong felt that it was a market for ordinary people, which made Chen Zong feel more interested.
Stepping forward, Chen Zong stepped into the Miscellaneous Market. The black soil made the Miscellaneous Market more mysterious.
"Come quickly, the treasures are hidden here."
"You only need to pay 100 spirit shells for each item, and you may get a pseudo-spiritual weapon."
Even a first-level pseudo-spiritual weapon was worth more than 100 spirit shells, so it was naturally very attractive. Of course, the possibility of getting a pseudo-spiritual weapon was very low.
Chen Zong walked over one by one, and his eyes casually swept across each stall. Some of them were weapons, but they looked very old, as if they were dug out from the soil. Some of them were clay pots, and there were also all kinds of strange objects.
"Young man, come and take a look. I have all the good things dug out from the Wanxiang Ruins." A skinny old man with a small body like a monkey called out to Chen Zong with a smile. His small eyes sparkled as they fell on Chen Zong's face.
Chen Zong didn't answer, but he stopped and looked at it carefully.
Chen Zong had heard of the Wanxiang Ruins before. It was a huge ruin located at the edge of the Wanluo Manor, which happened to be the border between the Wanluo Manor and the Pure Grace Manor. It was rumored that it was caused by a great battle a long time ago.
There were countless casualties in that great battle, causing the land and palaces to be turned into ruins. As a result, many treasures were buried there.
However, after many years of digging, most of the treasures had been found and taken away. Most of the remaining items were of little value.
Even so, there were still people who entered the Wanxiang Ruins to search. Perhaps they would be lucky enough to find something good. It was rumored that a few years ago, someone found a low grade spiritual weapon in the Wanxiang Ruins and sold it at a sky-high price. This caused more people to enter the Wanxiang Ruins in recent years, and they really did find many good things. As a result, the items found in the Wanxiang Ruins were often very popular.
As a result, many people would use the Wanxiang Ruins as a pretense when setting up their stalls.
Of course, Chen Zong did not know this. With a trace of interest, he looked carefully in front of the old man's stall. A trace of cunning flashed across the old man's eyes.
Some of the items in his stall were naturally from the Wanxiang Ruins, but they were very few and only at the edge of the Wanxiang Ruins. As everyone knew, the deeper one went into the Wanxiang Ruins, the greater the chance of finding good things. Of course, the greater the danger.
The Wanxiang Ruins was not so easy to explore.
"Another one is going to be cheated." The people in the other stalls glanced at Chen Zong and said secretly. However, they did not point it out. This was the rule here. If they pointed it out, it would be the same as interrupting other people's business. Then, they would be interrupted by others in the future, and it would become a mess.
"Young man, look at this compass. I feel that it contains a great secret. Unfortunately, I am old and my talent is limited, so I can't see anything. You must be a genius." The old man picked up a palm-sized black compass. There was still a lot of dirt on the compass, and it looked very ancient. "Maybe you can comprehend something from it."
Chen Zong was unmoved. The old man also very patiently promoted the items one by one.
In fact, Chen Zong did not understand.
Although he had accumulated a lot of knowledge compared to many people, there was no end to knowledge. There was too much, too much, and he needed to learn continuously. In terms of appraising treasures, Chen Zong was clearly lacking.
If he did not understand, then he could not pretend to understand. Otherwise, he would only pretend to be a fool.
No matter how the old man promoted, Chen Zong was unmoved. This was because Chen Zong knew very well that the old man's purpose was to make money from him.
Seeing that Chen Zong was unmoved, the old man was helpless. He was already very eloquent, but his mouth was dry. However, Chen Zong still did not respond. He could only stop and let Chen Zong look. He was also mentally prepared that he would not be able to make money from Chen Zong.
After searching for a while, Chen Zong picked up something. It was a silver-white fragment about the length of a thumb. Judging from its shape, it should have been the tip of a sword. For some reason, the tip of the sword had been broken. There were a few black marks on the tip of the sword, as if it had been there since the beginning.
Pinching the sword tip with his fingers, Chen Zong was a little curious about the black marks on it.
"Haha, young friend, you have good eyesight. You even found the best treasure in my stall." The old man's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "This sword tip is the tip of a real spiritual weapon. It was found in the center of the Wanxiang Ruins. Legend has it that it was the sword of a Sword King. You know the Sword King, right? He is an amazing existence."
Hearing this, Chen Zong smiled slightly, but did not respond. According to the old man's words, Chen Zong knew that the old man did not have a clear understanding of the concept of a Sword King.
The King of the Martial Way was the limit of the Extreme Mortal Stage, and was said to be invincible in the Extreme Mortal Stage. As for the Sword King, it was said that one needed to have a high level of attainment in the Way of the Sword. This level had long surpassed the level of Body and Sword as One.
"How much is this sword tip?" Perhaps it was because he had been reborn after obtaining the mysterious sword tip in his early years, and had embarked on this path of overcoming obstacles, but Chen Zong had an inexplicable good feeling about this sword tip. This was the first time he had asked about it.
The old man's eyes suddenly lit up.
Asking about the price was a good thing.
"Young friend, you also know that this sword tip has a great origin, and it is not easy to obtain. It is a precious treasure, so of course it will not be cheap." The old man smiled.
"Just say it." Chen Zong said. This old man was only at Lv 6 of the Genuine Martial Realm.
"Haha." The old man's eyelids trembled. At that moment, Chen Zong emitted a trace of sharpness, which made the old man's heart tremble. He said with a more cautious tone, "Only 10,000 Spirit Shells, and this sword tip is yours."
Hearing the old man's words, Chen Zong did not say anything. However, the other stall owners were startled. They all secretly thought that the old man was greedy and had asked for an exorbitant price. The old man was also very nervous.
10,000 Spirit Shells!
This was a very high price.
Of course, compared to a Spiritual Weapon, it was insignificant. However, this was only a sword tip, not a complete Spiritual Weapon.
Chen Zong put down the sword tip with a faint smile. 10,000 Spirit Shells, of course, he could afford it. However, he wanted to buy this sword tip out of curiosity. He did not see anything special about it, so naturally, he would not be a fool.
"100 Spirit Shells." Chen Zong said directly after putting down the sword tip.
"9,000 Spirit Shells, no less." The old man gnashed his teeth and said. Chen Zong did not speak again and directly turned around.
"Wait, 8,000 … how about 7,000 … 6,000 …"
As Chen Zong walked away, the old man lowered the price again and again.
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