547: C547 Exalting His Pride

C547 Exalting His Pride

"Yes, Master!" The two little fellows replied and rushed over with the wooden swords in their hands.

"Wooden swords? Hahaha, let me teach you a lesson." A seemingly robust fellow laughed loudly as he struck out with his palm. A bright light flickered on his palm. This guy wasn't only at the Spirit Lake Stage. He was also wearing a pair of Spirit Weapon Gloves.

Pudding's sword force didn't change. He only made a slight mistake the moment he made contact with the opponent. He crossed the spiritual gloves and cut a large hole from the bottom to the bottom of his arm.

"Ah...!" The man screamed in pain and blood poured out like a pillar.

Pudding slightly turned his body and stabbed the acupuncture point at the back of his neck with his sword.

"Putong ~" The man fainted without any suspense.

Insta-kill!

"Ah... You actually dare to kill Dazhuang?" The triangle-eyed man exclaimed.

"He didn't die, he just fainted." Pudding said calmly, but his little hand was slightly trembling.

Ye Wufeng smiled. Sure enough, this was the first time the little guy had seen blood. His mind was a little unstable. "It's been one breath. If you can't finish within ten breaths, the training this time will be useless. All of you are to go back obediently. You are not allowed to go out for three months."

These words were effective. The two little guys did not say another word. Grasping every minute and second, the little wooden sword stabbed out along a profound trajectory. In the blink of an eye, the enemies were all stabbed to the ground, leaving behind only a triangular eye. He foolishly looked at the fallen scoundrels on the ground.

"This, this is impossible. Didn't you guys not cultivate? How could you possibly defeat us? We are Spirit Lake Stage." The man with the triangular eyes rubbed his eyes and spoke in disbelief.

The two little fellows didn't waste any time. One after the other, they thrust their swords at the triangular-eyed man.

"Demonic Snake Scaly Armor!" The triangular-shaped eye cried out loudly. Layers of scales appeared around his body, wrapping him up like a standing demonic snake.

"Dang..." The two little fellows' wooden swords were blocked. After all, this was just an ordinary wooden sword, but the opponent's was a top-grade spirit weapon. No matter how exquisite the sword technique was, it would not be able to pierce through it.

The two little fellows simultaneously retreated with their right feet. They spun in a circle on the spot, dispelling the force of the collision and preventing the wooden swords from breaking on the spot.

Ye Wufeng narrowed his eyes and said, "There's still one more breath."

Pudding, who was facing him, did not hesitate to stab out with his sword.

"Haha, this is a gift that my father personally made for me on my tenth birthday. It's a protective armor made from the scales of a King Stage Profound Water Demonic Snake. You think you can pierce through it with just your wooden sword?" The triangle-eyed man laughed.

Pudding was fully focused. The moment the wooden sword stabbed into the scales, it shook nine times.

"Boom..." Under the intense vibration, the small wooden sword exploded with a loud bang. The scale of a top grade spirit weapon also shook violently. It disintegrated in an instant, and the triangular eyes that were wrapped in it were revealed.

Guoguo, who was behind him, stabbed his neck with her sword. The triangular eyes softly fell to the ground.

"Huhuhu..." The two little fellows ran back to Ye Wufeng's side panting heavily. It was not because they were tired, but because they were excited. They actually defeated more than a dozen enemies within ten breaths.

Tangyuan gently rubbed his right shoulder, and his expression changed slightly.

Ye Wufeng saw it and shook nine times in an instant. This little fellow actually did it. However, using this technique with a Spirit Weapon level body seemed to be a little difficult.

"En, well done. Let's go!"

Throwing down the unconscious guy on the ground, the three of them swaggered off.

"Customer, what do you need?"

Entering a weapon store, the receptionist enthusiastically ran over.

"Two swords, suitable for these two little guys." Ye Wufeng said lightly. He did not have too many requirements for the weapons that he chose for the little guys. The size was suitable, but the sturdiness was not so easy to break. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't forge weapons in his current condition, he wouldn't have brought his disciples to this kind of low-class weapon store to buy things.

The receptionist looked at the two kids behind him and said awkwardly, "Our weapon store only sells weapons for adults. For people like them, we need to customize them."1

"Oh, customization is also possible. Can it be done in two hours?" Ye Wufeng frowned and thought that it would be a waste of time again.

"Two hours is not possible. It will take at least three days." The receptionist shook his head and said. Refining a spirit weapon, even if it was the Artifact Refiner, it would still take half a day's time to start refining right away. How could two hours be enough? Not to mention, every Artifact Refiner had a noble status. Normally, they would only deliver the goods after three days. He said three days was already a long way to go.

"Then forget it. We can't wait for three days." Ye Wufeng shook his head and left with the two little fellows.

After that, he went to another two weapon shops. The result was the same. There was no stock, and customization would take at least three days.

While the young master was feeling troubled, he suddenly found a distribution center not far away, and his eyes lit up.

"Come with me. Let's go there and take a look."

After entering, the hawker's voice, the hunter mercenary's loud voice, showed off his bloody spoils of war. Such an atmosphere made Ye Wufeng feel like he had returned to the Maple Leaf City in the past. Tangyuan and Guoguo were even more excited as they ran around looking around. Everything felt very fresh.

The young master laughed and shook his head. He followed them everywhere while he quickly searched the entire market. Finally, he set his sights on a huge skeleton and a piece of black metal.

He came in front of a seemingly big and sturdy stall owner and asked, "What's the price of this bone?"

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist, you really have good taste. This is the fang of a newly created Emperor Stage 'tiger with wings'. It was obtained by dozens of people from our Wild Tiger Mercenary Group with their utmost effort. It's definitely a good thing."

Ye Wufeng couldn't help but be stunned. Unlike his appearance, this big man was unexpectedly very talkative.

"I know what this is. Name your price." The young master said impatiently. You are not a beauty. What are you talking about?

"Ten thousand Spirit Marrow, no bargaining." The stall owner immediately perked up.

Ye Wufeng thought for a moment, then took out nine high grade Spirit Marrow and said, "Nine high grade Spirit Marrow, I want it." Although the price of ten thousand Spirit Marrow was a little higher, it was still reasonable.

The stall owner was slightly stunned. He received the high grade Spirit Marrow and hesitated for a moment. In theory, the exchange rate between a top grade Spirit Marrow and a Spirit Marrow was 1: 1000. On the surface, this transaction was a bit of a loss. But that was only a theoretical exchange ratio. As long as he walked around the black market, this transaction was not a loss at all.

Then, the young master walked to another stall, "What's the price of this metal?"

An old man with a hunched back rolled his eyes and said, "Fifty percent purity 'Black Star Black Gold'. Ten supreme-grade Spirit Marrow, no discount."

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