Martial Arts Evil God

Dongfang Han found a deserted place, took out a weapon from his space ring, and then wrapped it with a rag.

Three hours later.

Dongfang Han came to a shop of considerable size.

The shop was called Tengyun Weapon Pavilion.

"Hello, young master." As soon as Dongfang Han entered the Tengyun Weapon Pavilion, someone came up to greet him respectfully. This was a young woman with a relatively ordinary appearance.

"Does your shop accept weapons?" Dongfang Han asked.

"Yes." The woman said.

"Well, call your person in charge." Dongfang Han said.

"Okay." The woman nodded.

Not long after, a middle-aged man came over.

"Hello, young master, I am Deacon Liu, the person in charge of Tengyun Weapon Pavilion. I wonder what grade of weapons you want to sell?" Deacon Liu looked at Dongfang Han and asked.

"Xuan-level top-grade weapons." Dongfang Han uttered a few words.

"Xuan-level top-grade?" Deacon Liu's eyes lit up: "Follow me."

Dongfang Han followed Deacon Liu into a room, and someone immediately brought good tea and water.

"This is the Xuan-level weapon sword I want to sell. See how much it is worth." Dongfang Han took out the weapon he had prepared in advance and opened the rag.

Deacon Liu picked up the sword and pulled it out of the scabbard. The bright light proved the extraordinaryness of the sword.

"It is indeed a Xuan-level top-grade sword." Deacon Liu praised: "And it is 99% new."

"Name your price!" Dongfang Han said.

"The selling price of a brand new Xuan-level top-grade weapon is generally between 2,500 and 3,000 taels of gold, but that is the selling price. We charge a brand new price, so we can't give a selling price. Although your weapon sword is not brand new, it is also 99% new. Because I have to make money by reselling it, how about giving you 1,800 taels of gold?" Deacon Liu pondered for a moment and gave his own price.

"1800 taels of gold?" Dongfang Han nodded: "The price you gave is fair, I'll sell it."

"Okay, then, young master, do you need gold notes or gold? Gold notes are issued uniformly by the Lieyun Empire, so you don't have to worry about not being able to spend them." Deacon Liu asked.

"Then get me 1700 taels of gold in gold notes, and the other 100 taels of gold, make me silver notes! Try to make them in more denominations." Dongfang Han nodded.

"Okay, that's no problem at all." Deacon Liu quickly handed Dongfang Han a stack of gold notes and silver notes.

A gold note with a denomination of 1000 taels, a gold note with a denomination of 500 taels, a gold note with a denomination of 100 taels, and some other denominations.

Silver notes are similar.

Dongfang Han folded these gold notes and silver notes and put them in his arms.

"Goodbye!" Dongfang Han said after collecting the money.

"Young master, if you have anything to sell in the future, you can still come to my Tengyun Weapon Pavilion." Deacon Liu smiled.

"That's no problem." Dongfang Han replied.

Dongfang Han left Tengyun Weapon Pavilion.

"At such a young age, he has cultivated to the Kaibao realm, and he even sells Xuan-level top-grade weapons. I wonder whose disciple this is?" Deacon Liu's eyes flickered.

That's right, Dongfang Han unlocked some of his cultivation when he came to Tengyun Weapon Pavilion this time, because he wanted to sell things and was worried that some people would take advantage of him.

It's not common for a Kaibao realm expert to sell Xuan-level top-grade weapons, but it does happen. What if a body-refining realm expert sells Xuan-level top-grade weapons? I'm afraid it will attract the covetousness of many people.

Not long after, Dongfang Han moved to a deserted place and hid his cultivation again to the Nine-Star Body-refining Realm. At the same time, he put most of the silver and gold bills on his body into the space ring.

Only a part of the daily use is left.

"I didn't expect that a Xuan-level top-grade weapon could be sold for so much money. You know, the worst weapons in my space ring are Xuan-level top-grade weapons, there are more than ten pieces, and there are even a few Xuan-level top-grade weapons. There are more than thirty earth-level weapons, and even a few heaven-level weapons. If I take it out to sell, how much can it sell for?" Dongfang Han sighed in his heart.

He knew that the weapons in his space ring were valuable before, but he didn't expect it to be so valuable.

"It seems that in the future, unless it is necessary, I'd better not take out the heaven-level weapons, otherwise, I'm afraid even the strong men at the level of the king of heaven will start to snatch them, right?" Dongfang Han was secretly alert.

At this time, he was shocked by the background of the Hell Camp. Such a level of treasures can be taken out so many at will, how terrifying is this force?

You know, after six years of training in the Hell Camp, the oldest is only about 18 years old. At this age, almost all of them are Kaibao Realm strongmen.

If you don't want to serve the Hell Camp, you must break into the Death Tower. But after knowing how cruel the Death Tower is, how many people dare to do this?

Therefore, most of the geniuses cultivated by the Hell Camp will eventually serve the forces that control the Hell Camp.

Not long after, Dongfang Han found the Osmanthus Inn.

"I forgot to ask Miss Zi and Sister Qingluo about their rooms just now." Dongfang Han thought to himself.

"Hello, are you staying in the hotel?" the innkeeper asked enthusiastically.

"I want to ask which room the two girls wearing veils live in?" Dongfang Han asked.

"Sir, we can't reveal your information." The innkeeper thought he was looking for someone, so he was not very enthusiastic.

"I live next door to them, how much is it?" Dongfang Han said, taking out a hundred taels of silver from his arms.

"Ah?" The innkeeper laughed dryly: "They live in Room 5 of Dizi."

"Is there anyone in Room 6 of Dizi? If not, then it's Room 6 of Dizi." Dongfang Han said.

"There is no one in Room 6 of Dizi yet." The innkeeper said.

"Here is a hundred taels of silver notes. The rest of the money, make food for me and send it up." Dongfang Han said. He had just glanced at it and had seen the charges for Room 6 of Dizi, which was about thirty taels.

"Send it to your room, or to the room where the two girls live?" The innkeeper was overjoyed. This was a generous guest.

"Send it to the two girls' room!" Dongfang Han said after a little hesitation. He was thinking that maybe the two of them hadn't eaten yet and just happened to eat together.

"Do you want wine?" The innkeeper blinked and asked ambiguously.

"Ahem, I don't want this." Dongfang Han waved his hands. He was joking. If the two girls misunderstood him and thought he was that kind of person, it would be bad.

"Okay, sir, here is the key to your room. The food will be served to you soon." The innkeeper said, paused and shouted: "Waiter, take this guest to Room 6 of Dizi."

"Okay." The young waiter responded immediately.

Not long after.

Dongfang Han was taken to Room 6 of Dizi.

"Sir, this is your room. Next to it is Room 5 of Dizi." The waiter said respectfully.

Dongfang Han casually threw a five-liang silver note to the waiter and said: "This is a tip. When the food is ready, send it to Room 5 of Dizi as soon as possible."

"Thank you, sir, I will do it." The waiter was overjoyed.

Five liang of silver is not a small amount for him. You know, his daily salary is only two liang of silver.

Dongfang Han did not enter his room, but came to Room 5 of Dizi and knocked on the door.

"Miss Zi, is Sister Qingluo here?" Dongfang Han asked.

"Sister, it's Dongfang Han. I'll open the door for him." This is Zi Qingluo's voice.

Squeak!

As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened.

Dongfang Han saw a beautiful girl wearing a green dress, with a pure and innocent look, a little immature, and a cute and quirky look.

Dongfang Han was stunned: "Is this sister Qingluo? She is really lethal without a veil!"

"Ah!" Zi Qingluo realized that she was not wearing a veil, screamed, and then slammed the door shut.

Dongfang Han was turned away, touched his nose and smiled helplessly: "Fortunately, I didn't take a step forward, otherwise I would have been exposed."

However, at this time, he also understood that the reason why the two wore veils was not because they were ugly, but because they were too beautiful and worried about attracting people's covetousness.

Soon, the door opened again.

But at this time, Zi Qingluo had already put on her green veil. From the ruddy skin on the edge of the veil, it can be seen that she seemed shy.

Walk into the room.

"Mr. Dongfang." Zi Luolan said with a smile, "I was a little reckless just now, please forgive me."

"It's okay." Dongfang Han waved his hand, "Just don't say I was rude to the two beauties."

"Hmph." Zi Qingluo snorted coldly, "You've been rude."

"Well, okay, then I apologize." Dongfang Han smiled bitterly.

"Apology? Then what do you apologize with?" Zi Qingluo surrounded Dongfang Han and looked him up and down.

"Let's treat the two girls to a meal first!" Dongfang Han laughed dryly, "If the two girls need anything, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it."

Being in the same room with the two girls, he felt really stressed.

"Do you know that treating two beautiful women to a meal is a very vulgar thing? Besides, do you have money?" Zi Qingluo said without hesitation.

Of course, she didn't have any malice in her words, so people couldn't get angry.

"Qingluo." Ziluo Lan could no longer bear it, interrupted Ziluo Lan's words, looked at Dongfang Han apologetically and said, "Mr. Dongfang, my sister has no ill intentions, she just likes to tease others, she is actually very kind."

"I know, I'm not angry." Dongfang Han smiled. Although he had been with Ziluo Lan for a short time, he was full of affection for this quirky girl, so he naturally wouldn't be angry because of her jokes.

At this moment, a voice sounded outside the door.

"Sir, your food is here." This was the voice of the waiter.

"So fast!" Dongfang Han said secretly, the speed of serving food was really not slow!

"Food? We didn't order food?" Ziluo Lan said in surprise.

"It should be a mistake." Ziluo Lan said.

"No mistake, I guess you two haven't eaten yet. When I came up just now, I specially ordered some food." Dongfang Han explained.

Then he opened the door.

Outside the door, four people were holding a tray with four or five dishes on it. Four people carried almost twenty dishes.

"So many?" Zi Qingluo was stunned and asked subconsciously, "You haven't paid yet, right?"

"Young Master has already paid." The waiter laughed.

"Paid?" Both women looked at Dongfang Han in surprise. This guy didn't have money to pay in the morning, but he had money after being separated for several hours in the afternoon?