Yefeng's eyes flickered as he thought to himself, "Although the Divine Dynasty of Creation has been destroyed for three thousand years, my father once told me that there is a secret treasury of our dynasty hidden in a mysterious location. Only my father and a few trusted individuals know of its existence, and it is filled with endless wealth and treasures..."
However, Yefeng also knew that this was not something he could consider for the time being.
At this moment, he looked at the solemn gaze of the old man in the hemp clothes in front of him.
Yefeng speculated in his heart, wondering what level of sword was contained within the sword box.
For Yefeng now, as long as he could obtain a yellow-level weapon that surpassed the level of ordinary weapons in the Ye clan, he would be satisfied.
"What level of sword is this?" he asked.
"Clang!"
As a sword rang out, Yefeng's heart filled with anticipation as he suddenly pulled the long sword out of the ancient sword box.
"What a shabby sword?"
Yefeng was stunned to find that the sword he had pulled out had a rusty and corroded blade that seemed as though it would crumble to dust at any moment.
Yefeng's gaze turned sharp as he stared at the old man behind the counter and said, "Old man, are you playing tricks on me?"
The old man in hemp clothes remained calm and mysterious, saying with a smile, "One cannot judge a book by its cover, nor can one measure the sea's depth by merely fighting with it. Although this sword looks rusty on the surface, even I cannot discern what hidden powers lie within it. Perhaps, young man, you can."
"Oh, really?"
Yefeng listened to the old man's words with skepticism and inserted the rusty sword back into the sword box, carrying it on his back.
Here are several sword techniques and martial arts books, all free for you, kid."
The old man in a linen robe took out several sword manuals from behind the counter and casually threw them to Ye Feng.
"All of them are yellow-level martial arts! Elementary sword techniques!"
Ye Feng took a quick glance at the three books: Bright Moon Swordsmanship, Fierce Dragon Sword Technique, and Lone Peak Nine Swords.
"Thank you very much for your generous gift, Senior."
Regardless of the person, kill them with iron and blood!
Treat friends with sincerity!
Be grateful to benefactors!
These were the principles that Ye Qingdi had repeatedly taught Ye Feng to live by.
Ye Feng always kept them in mind.
The linen-robed old man looked at Ye Feng and said with a smile, "Ye Feng, practice hard, go on."
Saying that, the old man seemed somewhat bored and fell asleep directly on the counter.
Seeing this scene, Ye Feng smiled slightly and turned to walk towards the wilderness outside the Nanyang County.
In the wilderness, ancient trees stood tall, ferocious beasts roared, the air was bloody, and it was a natural danger zone, but it was also a paradise for martial artists to hone their martial arts skills.
Ye Feng left the Ye Clan and bought a thousand-mile horse in Nanyang County, preparing to enter the wilderness outside the city to hone his sword skills and martial arts strength.
After all, true strong men were forged in blood and fire.
Boom!
The horse galloped wildly, and Ye Feng rushed out of Nanyang County, galloping freely in the wilderness.
Under the sky of ten thousand feet, the cold wind howled.
On the endless wilderness, Ye Feng, dressed in white, rode alone with a long sword on his back, galloping wildly on horseback, his heroic spirit soaring, and his blood boiling!
"This is the life I really want, everything I want!"
At this moment, Ye Feng looked up to the sky and roared, his heart full of heroism!
The white-clad youth, wielding his sword, with the blue sky above and the vicissitudes of the world below.
This scene, in the eyes of countless people at the city gate, was so shocking and eternal.
At the city gate, someone couldn't help but exclaim:
"What a handsome young man, what a fierce thousand-mile horse!
The speed of the thousand-mile horse is very fast.
In less than half a day, Ye Feng had already galloped to a small town on the edge of the wilderness near the Ziyun Mountains outside of Nanyang County.
This small town was called "Ziyun Town" and was backed by the Ziyun Mountains. Countless people came and went every day.
Ye Feng dismounted and walked into Ziyun Town.
In this small border town, there were crowds of people and it was extremely lively.
But at the same time, there were also many hidden dangers.
Because this small town was formed by the martial artists who entered the Ziyun Mountains to hunt, and its strength was based on rules, it was very chaotic.
Murders, looting, and power struggles were all common occurrences.
Ye Feng walked towards the center of Ziyun Town and saw all kinds of people along the way.
There were mercenaries wearing tattered armor.
There were wandering martial artists with fierce eyes.
There were also young men from big families dressed in silk and satin, surrounded by many family guards.
There were also many beautiful women standing in front of each small house, all dressed in a charming and alluring way.
When Ye Feng left his family, he already knew that the central tower in Ziyun Town could accept many bounty missions.
Most of these bounty missions were issued by some powerful figures in Nanyang County, or even in the Great Yan Dynasty.
Most of the bounty missions were to search for special spiritual herbs or exotic beasts in the Ziyun Mountains.
The prices for these bounty missions were very high, and Ye Feng thought that it would be good to hone his martial arts cultivation in the wilderness and also take a few bounty missions.
After all, there was no one forcing him to complete the bounty missions once he accepted them.
However, when Ye Feng walked to the central tower in Ziyun Town, he was stopped by two mercenaries.
These two mercenaries were both around thirty years old, with sinister eyes.
They stared at Ye Feng and impatiently said, "Where did you come from, kid? Don't you know the rules? You need to pay three low-grade spirit stones to our Blizzard Mercenary Group to enter this bounty tower!
"Are there rules like this?"
Yefeng looked puzzled.
But in the next moment, many people around were pointing and whispering.
"Another newcomer is about to be taken advantage of, but there's nothing we can do. This Blizzard Mercenary Group is not to be trifled with."
Yefeng heard the small murmurs in the crowd.
He knew that the two mercenary warriors who had stopped him were trying to force him to pay.
"Indeed, the weak are destined to be bullied. Strength is the rule."
Yefeng self-mockingly smiled in his heart. Then he stared coldly at the two people in front of him and said, "Get out of my way!"
Without waiting for their response, Yefeng walked directly towards the bounty tower.
"You little brat, you have a lot of nerve!"
"Grab him! Bring him back to the mercenary group and make his family pay to redeem him!"
The two mercenaries roared, unleashing a powerful martial arts aura.
They were both true martial realm triple heaven warriors!
"Get out of my way!"
But with Yefeng's cold shout, a surging golden true qi burst out from his body.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The powerful counterforce instantly sent the two mercenaries flying, crashing heavily to the ground.
"What?!"
Seeing this sudden scene, the onlookers around were all shocked.