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Liu Sandao let out a sound and, seeing Wang Yi's cold gaze, immediately said, "Please lead the way, Young Master." With that, he guided Wang Yi out of the alley and towards West City.
West City is a place where the impoverished people of Deer City live. The houses are old, the windows are broken, and the ground is uneven. The originally serene blue tiles have turned black after enduring wind and rain for so long.
After a while, Wang Yi and Liu Sandao arrived at a somewhat dim alley. Sunlight poured down, adding a touch of life to this quiet place.
The two stopped in front of a house. Liu Sandao cautiously said, "Young Master, it's right here."
Wang Yi looked up. The house was indeed shabby; due to its age, several fine cracks appeared on the walls. The window made of white paper was already tattered and creaked in the cold wind, which constantly seeped through the window. One could imagine how cold it must be for those living inside.
Liu Sandao approached the door when suddenly a soft female voice came from inside, gentle like flowing water.
"Brother, are you back?"
With a creak, accompanied by light footsteps, the door opened to reveal a girl around fifteen or sixteen years old standing before them. She quickly spotted Liu Sandao, her face lighting up with joy. However, upon seeing the tall figure of Wang Yi, her quick steps halted abruptly. Her clean and slender hands clutched her clothing nervously as she stood still, staring at him like a startled rabbit.
Though the girl was at an age as beautiful as a flower, there was no trace of floral charm about her: on the contrary, she wore a faded blue garment that had been washed too many times. Her figure was not graceful but rather thin, and her pale face showed no color at all, clearly indicating she was seriously ill. Yet her eyes were clear and bright, devoid of any impurities, resembling two beautiful gemstones.
"Young Master, this is my sister Liu Qing'er." Liu Sandao wanted to introduce Wang Yi but hesitated on how to address his sister.
"Wang Yi," Wang Yi smiled slightly. Seeing the sickly girl stirred feelings of pity within him. It seemed Liu Sandao's words were not unfounded; he thought to himself: "It appears that this world is no different from the one I used to live in; where there are wealthy people, there will also be those who suffer."
"Hello, Young Master Wang," Liu Qing'er timidly said as she pulled Liu Sandao aside and complained, "Brother, did you offend this young master? Why has he come to our home? My illness is not serious; I've been feeling much better since taking the medicine you bought last time."
Liu Sandao allowed his sister to scold him and appeared flustered afterward, unsure of what to say.
Wang Yi replied, "I am your brother's friend; I came here to see you."
"Really?" Liu Qing'er looked at Wang Yi with her bright eyes.
"Young Master Wang is not bad, sister. It's cold outside; you should go in early," Liu Sandao said anxiously, fearing that his sister would not withstand the cold.
"Oh, then brother, please invite Young Master Wang inside. I will go make a pot of tea," Liu Qing'er replied, her voice clear and melodious like the sound of a bubbling spring, before heading to the back room.
"Young Master, please come in," Liu Sandao said respectfully.
"Hmph, you have spoken well this time. I will let you off this time; don't let it happen again..." Wang Yi snorted coldly.
"Yes, I won't dare again," Liu Sandao quickly bowed.
"Take this silver to treat your sister's illness," Wang Yi said, handing over several dozen taels of silver he had taken from Li the Boss to the bewildered Liu Sandao.
"Ah." Liu Sandao exclaimed in surprise. When he looked up, there was no trace of Wang Yi left. Two drops of tears fell from the corners of his eyes and landed in the stone pit.
Liu Qing'er walked out of the door and looked at the empty street, puzzled. "Brother, where is Young Master Wang?"
Liu Sandao hurriedly tucked the silver into his clothes and wiped away the tears from his eyes. "Young Master Wang had something to attend to and left first."
Liu Qing'er responded with an "oh," but suddenly felt dizzy and unstable, about to fall over. Liu Sandao reacted quickly and caught his sister, feeling guilty as he said, "It's all my fault. I knew Qing'er couldn't withstand this cold wind, yet I didn't stop her." He then carried Liu Qing'er on his back and ran towards the nearest pharmacy.
After making some inquiries, Wang Yi arrived at the largest commercial guild in Deer City.
The guild's building was grand and imposing, consisting of three floors, with two Transcendence Realm third-level martial artists guarding each side, indicating the guild's extraordinary strength.
"This young master wishes to purchase something. Our store is the largest in the city and guarantees to meet your needs," an Azure Attendant said respectfully as he approached Wang Yi upon seeing him enter.
"I would like to buy a weapon; do you have any?" Wang Yi asked.
"Oh, young master, you have come to the right place. The quality of our weapons is the best in Deer City." The Azure Attendant noticed Wang Yi's growing impatience and quickly bowed, saying, "Please follow me."
Wang Yi followed the Azure Attendant to the second floor.
The space on the second floor was noticeably larger than that on the first floor, but the layout was even more exquisite. In the center were several tea tables, neatly arranged with an ancient blue incense burner. Wisps of smoke wafted from it, filling the air with a captivating fragrance.
Countless pills, martial arts manuals, and weapons at the counter left Wang Yi in awe.
"May I ask what type of weapon you wish to purchase?" The Azure Attendant smiled slightly, a hint of pride flashing across her face.
Wang Yi pondered for a moment and said, "A large sword, something like a Mystic Grade Weapon."
"You wish to purchase a Mystic Grade Weapon?" The Azure Attendant's expression changed slightly.
"Is there a problem?" Wang Yi frowned and asked.
At that moment, a gray-robed elder approached and waved his hand, saying, "You may leave now!"
"Yes, Chief Wang," the Azure Attendant replied respectfully.
"This young master seems unfamiliar; is this his first visit?" The gray-robed elder noticed Wang Yi nodding and continued, "Why not sit down first and discuss your matters?"
Though puzzled, Wang Yi complied with the gray-robed elder's suggestion and sat down at one of the tea tables.
The gray-robed elder smiled and said, "You wish to purchase a sword-type Mystic Grade Weapon?"
"That's correct," Wang Yi replied.
Gray-Robed Elder smiled and said, "I believe you know that weapons of this grade are quite rare, especially the Mystic Grade Weapon you wish to purchase. Please wait a moment; I will be right back."
Wang Yi frowned slightly, surprised that a Yellow Grade weapon could be so rare. Why then was his Chiyang Blade cut in half by Jin Qinghan with just one strike? Could it be... Wang Yi dared not think further, and his curiosity about Jin Qinghan grew stronger.
After a while, Gray-Robed Elder returned with three men dressed entirely in black. Each of the three Black-Clad Men carried a rectangular purple-red wooden box.
Gray-Robed Elder instructed the three to place the boxes in front of Wang Yi, waved his hand for them to step back, and then said with a calm smile, "These three weapons were all forged by a master craftsman and are extremely sharp. You may inspect them at your leisure."
Wang Yi nodded and gently opened the lid of the first box. Immediately, a dazzling golden light burst forth.
A blade approximately one meter long and four fingers wide, the Golden Blade, appeared before Wang Yi.
A look of astonishment crossed Wang Yi's face as he picked up the Golden Blade. The blade was thin and sharp; a beam of golden light reflected off it onto the tea table, making it seem as if the table had been pierced by the light. He exclaimed, "What a fine blade!"
"This blade is called the Golden Refined Blade, forged from gold crystal stones," Gray-Robed Elder stroked his White Beard and smiled. "All three are exquisite examples of Mystic Grade Weapons. You may choose any one."
Wang Yi nodded and opened the second box: inside was a white blade, both the edge and spine incredibly light, resembling thin paper. When he flicked it with his finger, it emitted a clear ringing sound, and a wave of white light rippled out like water patterns, dazzling to behold.
"This is the Hundred Refinements Blade, refined over a hundred times by a master craftsman. It is lightweight and well-balanced, making it an excellent piece," Gray-Robed Elder explained with a smile.
Remaining silent, Wang Yi opened the third box: it contained a silver-white broad blade, flawless in its entirety with no visible impurities. A gentle sweep revealed striking silver patterns that were remarkably unique.
"This is the Snow Crystal Blade, crafted from snow water hammered from ancient snowy mountains, mixed with a touch of silver essence. The blade weighs over thirteen pounds," Gray-Robed Elder said calmly but nodded inwardly, recognizing this young man's shrewdness.
Seeing that Wang Yi placed this blade back into its box as well, Gray-Robed Elder looked at him in slight surprise and stroked his White Beard, saying with a smile, "Could it be that none of these divine weapons caught your eye?"
Wang Yi replied lightly with a smile, "Of course not; each of these weapons has its unique qualities, making it difficult to choose."
"Oh." The Gray-Robed Elder clapped his hands twice, and a Black-Clad Man approached, holding a Black Wooden Box.
"Not sure if this blade will catch your eye, Young Master." After the Black-Clad Man placed the Black Wooden Box in front of Wang Yi and left, the Gray-Robed Elder gestured for Wang Yi to take a look.
Wang Yi maintained a calm expression, but inside he couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. He reached out to open the wooden box, and just as he caught a glimpse of a black weapon, a faint light emanated from it. His eyes narrowed involuntarily, and when the box was fully opened, the entire blade was revealed before him.
The blade was sleek and black, with an edge as thin as paper, radiating a chilling glow that made one’s heart race. It was about three fingers wide, with a handle that was charcoal black, exuding a cold aura throughout.
"This is..." The moment Wang Yi picked up the Black Treasure Blade, he felt an intense chill seep into his body, as if he were in an ice cellar.
"This is a failed product." The Gray-Robed Elder looked at the blade with lingering affection and sighed deeply.
"A failed product? Why is that?" Wang Yi had already intended to purchase this blade, but upon hearing the Gray-Robed Elder's words, he immediately set it down, worried that it might not be reliable. He hurriedly asked in confusion.
"The materials used to forge this blade could have produced an Earth-Level Divine Weapon. However, due to some minor errors during the forging process, it ended up being a Mystic Grade Weapon," the Gray-Robed Elder explained to Wang Yi, who looked puzzled.
"Ah! I see." Wang Yi suddenly understood but was taken aback. Although Mystic Grade Weapons and Earth-Level Divine Weapons were only one tier apart, the difference between them was vast. An Earth-Level Divine Weapon could channel Earth Qi, producing power ten times greater than that of a Mystic Grade Weapon or more. Each one was incredibly rare; no wonder the elder had such an expression.
"Then may I ask if this blade is for sale?" Wang Yi suppressed his excitement. Although it was a failed product, this blade surpassed all Mystic Grade Weapons in power and was undoubtedly incomparable.
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