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There were four major buildings in Fengwu City, each with its own unique features and fame.
For example, the Tang Clan's Martial Proof Tower was shaped like a tower.
For example, the Li Clan's Famous Sword Tower was shaped like a giant sword.
For example, the Zhao Clan's Fierce Blade Tower was shaped like a curved blade.
Finally, there was the Dingtian Pavilion.
In terms of power, the Dingtian Pavilion was the most powerful. After all, the Dingtian Pavilion was located in every martial city in the Eastern Continent. However, it was different in nature. The Dingtian Pavilion was neither a clan nor a sect. Instead, it was similar to a trading company that specialized in doing business.
It could be said that as long as one could afford it, there was no business that the Dingtian Pavilion did not dare to do.
The Dingtian Pavilion was shaped like a giant cauldron standing on the ground. It was bronze in color, as if it was made of metal. It gave off a sense of stability and weight, as if it could suppress everything. It exuded a sense of immortality despite the vicissitudes of time.
Standing in front of the Dingtian Pavilion, Chen Zong raised his head and looked at it. He could not hide the shock in his heart.
Among the four major buildings in Fengwu City, only the Dingtian Pavilion gave him the strongest impact.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong strode toward the open door of the Dingtian Pavilion.
The plaque above the door of the Dingtian Pavilion was written with four simple and steady dark golden words — Dingtian Supporting Earth!
There were also plaques on the left and right, which happened to be a couplet.
The door of the Dingtian Pavilion is open to the front. Don't enter if you have nothing to do!
"This couplet … is really interesting …" Chen Zong glanced at it and was suddenly stunned. Then, he revealed a smile. It was very unique, and it also directly showed the Dingtian Pavilion's style of doing things.
The door is open to the front. Don't enter the Dingtian Pavilion if you have nothing to do.
As soon as he stepped into the Dingtian Pavilion, a beautiful and well-dressed young woman stood up. However, when her gaze swept over Chen Zong, a trace of mockery flashed in her eyes. She said casually, "Sir, this is the Dingtian Pavilion. Please don't come in if you have nothing to do."
Chen Zong unconsciously frowned.
Although the couplet looked interesting, the staff of the Dingtian Pavilion spoke with such an attitude and tone, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"Selling some herbs." Chen Zong's tone was indifferent. The other party was not a martial artist, and he was here for an urgent matter, so he did not want to cause any trouble.
"Our Dingtian Pavilion doesn't accept ordinary herbs." The woman's tone was still as casual as ever. She sat down again and said, "Go out and turn left for another 100 meters. There's a pharmacy there. You're welcome."
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong suppressed the anger in his heart. His eyes were cold as he glanced at the woman's face. Then, he turned around and walked toward the Dingtian Pavilion.
Even a clay figurine would have a temper, let alone a martial artist.
Martial artists were full of vigor and vitality. They had a fierce tiger in their hearts and would not be easily humiliated. If it were not for Chen Zong's intelligence and knowledge of what could and could not be done, if it were someone who had no ties and no scruples, he would have already attacked and killed that woman.
"Hmph, you're just a pauper. Why don't you take a look at where you are before barging in?" The woman was shocked by Chen Zong's cold gaze. Then, she sneered angrily. In the Martial Wind City, the Dingtian Pavilion was so powerful that even the Three Great Clans had to be courteous to them, let alone a poor martial artist.
Upon hearing this, Chen Zong's footsteps paused for a moment. Then, he stepped out of the Dingtian Pavilion. Perhaps he was despised because of his ordinary attire, but so what? There was no need to explain.
There were two people walking toward him. One of them was a fat man in a gorgeous brocade robe. He looked like a big rubber ball, and his smiling face hid his eyes. Chen Zong knew the other person. When the other person saw Chen Zong, he was startled at first, but then, he smiled.
"Brother Chen, I heard that you might have encountered misfortune in Mount Fulong. I was just lamenting the loss of a good opponent." Li Zhenshi smiled and walked over. He raised his sword and gently pushed it toward Chen Zong.
"I'm lucky." Chen Zong also smiled. He raised his sword to meet the attack. The two swords collided.
"Young Master Li, this is …" The gorgeous fat man walked over and rubbed his fat palms together like flies. He asked with a smile.
"The head of the Four Little Heroes of Wind Martial Arts … True Sword Chen Zong," Li Zhenshi introduced with a smile.
"I've heard a lot about you." The fat man quickly greeted him. "I'm Qian Huan, one of the deacons of the Dingtian Pavilion."
"Hello, Deacon Qian," Chen Zong responded with a smile.
The woman in the Dingtian Pavilion also saw the three people at the door. When she saw Deacon Qian, she quickly got up and walked over. She happened to hear the conversation between Qian Huan and Chen Zong. Her face turned pale and blood drained from her face.
"Young Master Chen, I didn't treat you well just now. Please forgive me for neglecting you." The woman was very decisive. She quickly ran to Chen Zong's side and bowed, apologizing, and begging. She looked as pitiful as she could be.
The Dingtian Pavilion was indeed very powerful in Wind Martial City. Even the three wealthy families and five big families had to be courteous to them. However, the Dingtian Pavilion also had to be courteous to them. Otherwise, how could they continue doing business?
"What's the matter?" Qian Huan's small eyes widened. His powerful aura spread out and brought great pressure to everyone. Only then did they realize that this fat man was a powerful martial artist who had surpassed the Qi and Blood realm.
"Nothing." The woman did not know how to answer. However, Chen Zong smiled and said, "It's nothing."
Speaking of which, this woman was just an ordinary person. There was no big conflict or contradiction between them. If he wanted her to pay the price just because of a few taunts, Chen Zong would despise himself.
Since he was young, his father had taught him to treat others with sincerity and an open mind. He had to fight for what he should fight for no matter what. If he could make some concessions, he should make some concessions.
"Thank you, Young Master Chen. Thank you, Young Master Chen …" The woman was very grateful. Otherwise, she would probably have been driven out of the Dingtian Pavilion by Deacon Qian.
"In the future, keep your eyes open," Qian Huan scolded. Qian Huan scolded. Since Chen Zong did not take it to heart, he had no intention of pursuing the matter. He looked at Chen Zong with a face full of smiles. "Young Master Chen, I'll make the decision this time. Your expenses in the Dingtian Pavilion will be 20% off."
"Only this time," Qian Huan added. He seemed to be a little pained.
"Thank you very much." Chen Zong did not pretend to decline. Qian Huan was willing to do this. It was a kind of compensation. He did not owe him anything. Why wouldn't he accept it?
"Young Master Li, Young Master Chen, please come in." Qian Huan gestured with his hand.
Stepping into the Dingtian Pavilion again, the treatment was completely different.
Li Zhenshi was here to buy something. He had already told Qian Huan, and Qian Huan had someone prepare it.
"I'll sell some herbs and this treasure-iron short knife first. In addition, I'll buy some herbs." As Chen Zong spoke, he placed the bag on the table and opened it, revealing the short knife and more than 20 herbs. Then, he took out a list of herbs that he had written before coming here.
Qian Huan immediately appraised the short knife and herbs.
The price of a common iron-level weapon was usually 20 to 30 white jade coins. The price of a fine-iron-level weapon was usually 10 times higher, which was 200 to 300 white jade coins. The price of a treasure-iron level weapon was 10 times higher, which was 2,000 to 3,000 white jade coins.
This short knife was relatively common among treasure-iron level weapons. It was about 2,000 white jade coins. However, the price of selling it to the Dingtian Pavilion would naturally be lower, which was 1,800 white jade coins.
The lowest level of those herbs was second-grade, while the highest was fifth-grade. The price of second-grade herbs was usually 100 white jade coins. The price of third-grade herbs was doubled, and fourth-grade herbs were doubled. The price of fifth-grade herbs was about 800 white jade coins.
After the calculation, the total price of more than 20 herbs was 3,800 white jade coins.
"A total of 5,600 white jade coins. What do you think, Young Master Chen?" Qian Huan said with a smile after calculating the gold abacus.
"Okay." This price was about the same as the price in Chen Zong's mind. It was acceptable.
"Then let's take a look at the herbs that Young Master Chen needs." Qian Huan put down the gold abacus and opened the list. His small eyes seemed to light up as he praised, "Good handwriting. I didn't expect Young Master Chen to not only have superb swordsmanship, but also your handwriting."
"You flatter me." Chen Zong said with a smile. He had never deliberately practiced calligraphy. In the past, his handwriting was very ordinary. However, ever since he obtained the mysterious sword tip, everything had changed. As his martial arts cultivation and realm improved, his control over his own strength became more subtle. Especially with the improvement of his swordsmanship, other people's handwriting was also affected imperceptibly. It was more than ten times better than before.
"Good handwriting, good handwriting. The strokes are like swords. I can see that Young Master Chen's swordsmanship is even better than the rumors." Qian Huan sighed. He had a good eye. "However, some of these herbs are not cheap."
"A total of 15 herbs. Let me calculate." Qian Huan picked up the gold abacus and started calculating.
"Young Master Chen, after the 20% discount, give me one set of each of the 15 herbs. It will cost 6,600 white jade coins." Qian Huan said with a smile.
Chen Zong was already mentally prepared, but he was still shocked.
"Then give me one set first." Chen Zong said and took out a bill.
Qian Huan gave the order. Immediately, someone went to prepare the various herbs Chen Zong needed.
"Deacon Qian, is there any treasure in the Dingtian Pavilion that can restore one's vitality and cultivation?" Chen Zong asked with a slightly trembling voice.
"Not here." Qian Huan answered. Chen Zong's heart sank. "However, you can buy it from the main city or place an order here and have it delivered from the main city's Dingtian Pavilion."
"What's the price?" Chen Zong immediately asked. This was related to whether he could get it as soon as possible.
"I know of two types. One is the Seven Leaf Blood Lotus, and the other is the Nine Transformations Blood Rejuvenation Pill." Qian Huan said with a faint smile, "The Seven Leaf Blood Lotus has the best effect. Not only can it restore one's vitality, but it can also break through. The Nine Transformations Blood Rejuvenation Pill can only restore one's vitality. Its price …"
While Chen Zong waited in anticipation and nervousness, Qian Huan said a number that almost made him faint.
"One million white jade coins!" When the price was said, Chen Zong felt as if the world in front of him seemed to be spinning. Li Zhenshi was also shocked.
One million white jade coins. What kind of concept was that?
A treasure-iron weapon was only two to three thousand white jade coins. A treasure-iron weapon was only two to three hundred thousand white jade coins. It was far from comparable.
To the Li Family, one million white jade coins was not an easy amount to take out. It was enough to hurt them.
"One million …" Chen Zong was at a loss. He did not know when he would be able to earn one million white jade coins.
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