2024-02-06 16:29:31Admiration engulfed the two as soon as they entered the Hall of Treasures. Many medical elements draw interest, including plants, roots, medicines, talismans, and more. For the purpose of fighting and improving cultivation, these objects were vital to growers. In addition, there are numerous other medicinal plants and tablets. There were a lot of excited people in the Treasure Hall's ground level exhibition hall.
Abruptly, a voice welcomed them from a 20-year-old girl with a charming face and rather formfitting attire.
Dear ladies and gentlemen, what herbs or mustika are you in need of? "Ayin is here to assist," the girl remarked as she walked over to Yi Zan and Yuan Fen.
Yi Zan muttered to Yuan Fen, "Hmm, this guardian girl's cultivation has even reached Mortal Realm 5."
It's incredible, Morning Star City's Treasure Hall. Yi Zan said once more, "The latent strength behind the trading hall like this should not be treated lightly.
"I only glanced at it. Something still piques my attention. My brother might require something. Look at Yuan Fen, please ask him," Yi Zan replied.
"Oh, so this young master is this little lady's older brother. "Ayin will assist you with your requirements," Ayin said, glancing coquettishly at Yuan Fen.
Ayin's abrupt shift in flirtatious demeanor surprised the naive Yuan Fen, who blushed with humiliation. He swiftly withdrew Yi Zan's hand, taking his bored attention elsewhere. Yuan Fen was concerned that Yi Zan might become enraged and target Ayin with a few explosive charms. Ultimately, it would be unfortunate if a stunning young woman in charge of luring patrons to purchase Treasure Hall goods met a terrible end simply because Yi Zan was bored.
"We are going to meet on the second floor. While pulling Yi Zan in the direction of the stairs leading to the second level, Yuan Fen remarked, "There might be some good things over there."
"You're very welcome, miss and young master. "It's Ayin who will take you both on a tour of the second floor," Ayin hastily led the way upstairs.
"This 2nd floor of the Great Hall of Treasures is where the various weapons needed by cultivators are displayed."
"This part is Armor, while there are Gloves and Shoes."
The Weapon Section is located at the very end. We offer a variety of weaponry, including crossbows and swords.
"Everything is of the highest caliber, coming from Venti Grade Mortal Weapons. With pride, Ayin said, "Some things have even been designated by symbol masters, boosting the weapon's battle capability to 10% of its original potential.
Yuan Fen studied Ayin's exhibition of combat gear with admiration. Unfortunately, he was unable to practice with a sword due to financial limitations. Payments were done with Energy Stones in all these regions; Gold Coins had little value in a trading hall the size of Morning Star City Treasure Hall.
"So, Class 2 Talismans are accepted in the treasure hall, huh? Yi Zan glanced at Yuan Fen and stated, "We want to sell it."
Yi Zan smirked at Yuan Fen, saying, "Big brother, try to take out the three talismans I asked for back then." Yuan Fen accepted three of the five talismans he had finished, even though he still needed to comprehend Yi Zan's objectives completely. Yi Zan commanded the production of talismans that would heal, teleport for fifty meters, thunder, nightmare, and 15% combat fan. Only three of them were brought by Yuan Fen: the 50-meter teleportation talisman, the thunder talisman, and the battle wound healing talisman.
"I made this talisman, and it's really good. They are ideal talismans for the quasi-class. This brother truly possesses a gifted mental energy," Fenyin pondered. He was powerless to dispute Yuan Fen's destiny as a famous Symbol Master. His talisman has always contained pure Qi energy and very strong mental energy. As so, the quality is nearly flawless.
We are planning to sell these three talismans, so please evaluate their value. As long as the price is right, we'll let them go," Yi Zan declared.
"Ayin is unable to treasure this talisman. Allow Ayin to appraise them by calling Manager Luo of the Treasure Hall and Master Ye, the Morning Star City Treasure Hall's symbol master," Ayin replied, giving a salutation and hurried to the second-floor door before vanishing.
Would you mind taking out all five of the talismans you prepared for me? Talismans are pricey and valuable. Additionally, the talisman you created is almost flawless. I fear that if you take away these five valuables, people with nefarious motives may surface, which would make things challenging for the two of us going forward."
Yuan Fen gave her an encouraging "yes." Once more, Yuan Fen gained insight from this youthful-appearing girl despite her wise and experienced perspective.
"Who are the ladies and gentlemen who will sell valuables to our Hall of Treasures?" From the direction of the Hall door, a loud voice could be heard. Their faces were similarly directed in the direction of the door by the second floor dial.
Who is this newcomer?
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