Chapter 1687
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Purple Peak was one of the more unique peaks on the island. The entire mountain was covered in lush purple trees.
These trees were called Purple Steel Trees. They matured in a hundred years, and were cut into wooden sticks after being chopped down. Finally, they were soaked in metal oil for a hundred days. After being taken out, they were incomparably hard and durable. Many initial stage practitioners were very keen on using them to practice their fist techniques.
Of course, besides this, the Purple Steel Trees had an even more unique characteristic. The aura they emitted had a very good suppressive effect on the decay and aging of objects.
Therefore, there was a very big reason why the Weapon Refining Pavilion had chosen to build the Material Warehouse here.
After arriving at Purple Peak, Long Bufan stood in the air as his powerful Spiritual Sense immediately spread out. Very quickly, he found the entrance to the Material Warehouse. It was located on a precipitous cliff halfway up the mountain, and the environment looked rather serene.
However, Long Bufan felt a chill in this serene environment. As his gaze swept around, he understood in his heart that there were definitely quite a few practitioners hidden in the lush Purple Steel Forest all around this cliff.
Long Bufan did not pay much attention to this. His figure directly landed in a depression in the cliff. There was a huge metal door here, its surface giving off a thick dark purple lustre. From the patterns on its material, it was clearly made from Purple Steel Trees.
Long Bufan's gaze shifted upwards, only to see the words' Material Warehouse 'engraved on the top of the metal door. This was undoubtedly the place he was looking for.
"I wonder how many top grade ores are hidden in the Weapon Refining Pavilion's Material Warehouse."
Long Bufan was secretly speechless. He could faintly sense traces of energy undulations from the metal door. He knew that there was definitely a formation hidden within. Therefore, even though he was pressed for time, he did not immediately push open the door and enter.
Long Bufan immediately coldly shouted, "Why haven't you come out and opened the door after seeing that I've arrived!"
Nine black figures rushed out from the forest after his voice sounded. In an instant, they stood outside of the door.
Long Bufan raised his eyes and looked over, only to see that these nine figures were not the black robed deacons of the Assignment Hall. They were men in long black robes, and each of them had an exquisite clan emblem embroidered on their chests.
"Zhang clan!"
Long Bufan's heart slightly sank as he gazed at the clan emblems on their chests. Could it be that the ones in charge of the Weapon Refining Pavilion's Material Warehouse were from the Zhang clan?
"Long Bufan, I did not expect that you would still dare to run around after killing Zhang Huayun on the Blood Martial Stage.. I admire your courage..
Just as Long Bufan was feeling doubtful, a somewhat dark and cold hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the sky. Soon after, a middle-aged man with a moustache suddenly appeared in front of Long Bufan.
This person's stature was on the short side, yet his muscles were robust. The grey robe he wore similarly had a Zhang Clan emblem embroidered on the chest.
"It's him!"
Long Bufan's gaze slightly sunk as he gazed at the grey clothed middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared. He was no stranger to this fellow's appearance. It was the hall chief of the Zhang clan, who had once revealed killing intent towards him in the Sky Hall's training area — Zhang Tian.
Long Bufan's eyes narrowed slightly. Looks like enemies are bound to meet on a narrow road today. He had just killed Zhang Huayun, and now Zhang Tian had appeared. This Zhang clan was truly troublesome.
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