"This type of hunting knife is called 'Thunder'. We produce very little, but it is also made of different materials and has different prices. A hunting knife made of the best 'Nine Heavens Black Iron' requires one million taels of silver. A second-level 'Golden Steel' requires one hundred thousand taels. The most common one is made of 'Ice Po Han Steel', which requires two thousand taels, and the second most 'Black Iron' requires eighty taels."

This guy is obviously an expert in weapons. When Chen Musheng asked casually, he began to tell the story and said a lot.

"One million taels! That's so expensive?"

Hearing the terrifying price, Chen Musheng's mouth twitched and took a breath. The Mo family's annual net profit was only tens of millions of taels of silver, and a hunting knife, which accounted for 10% of it. It was really exaggerating.

The guy laughed and said, "The 'Nine Heavens Mysterious Iron' is a specially built airship that travels a long distance from the floating island of the 'Nine-Strata'. The cost and danger are amazing. But even if you use this hunting knife to hunt tenth-level beasts, it will never be broken. Brother, you should also understand that a tenth-level beast crystal is worth at least a few million taels, which is still worth it for those samurai who have the legendary top-level title."

In fact, in this grand world with only the sky, huge floating islands are floating everywhere. People habitually divide the positions between floating islands according to the height of the floating islands. They are divided into nine "flower strata". Fengyue Island is in the "second flow strata" and is a relatively low-end position. The "ninth flow strata" is naturally the highest, but the highest point is naturally the most dangerous place.

"What an exaggerated price. It seems that I can only buy the one that is the second time." Chen Musheng sighed and smiled bitterly in his heart. He was still too poor.

The guy didn't mind and joked: "Brother, now you really want to buy the hunting knife made of Jiutian Xuan Iron, but we really can't get it. Weapons of this level must be ordered at least half a year earlier. However, the 'Thunder Prison' forged with black iron is absolutely not bad at all. It will not break easily when facing ferocious beasts below level 4."

Chen Musheng nodded and said, "I don't have much time. Now I have paid the silver liang. Can I get it?"

Although it was the Mo family’s own shop, before he became a traveler and left the traveler village, Chen Musheng showed his identity as a Mo family, but he had no advantage at all.

The guy smiled and said, "Of course, but the weapons in stock have not been cut off. Brother, now you have paid the money, so I will send it to the blacksmith shop and let the blacksmith master break it. It will be completed in about an hour."

Although a hunting knife of eighty taels of silver coins was already expensive for Chen Musheng, he waved the Lei Yu several times, feeling that he was very good at it and liked it very much.

"It's it! I still have one hundred taels, and I'll spend the remaining silver after eighty taels, which is enough to spend." Chen Musheng calculated in his mind, took out eight silver dollars worth ten taels and handed them to the servant, and said, "Then please help me, I'll take it later in one hour."

"Don't worry, I'll be satisfied with you." The guy promised, exchanged a few more greetings, turned around and walked into the warehouse behind the hall.

"Next stop, cloth shop! It's time to hurry up." Chen Musheng said intimately, took a breath, walked out of the 'King of Weapons', and once again fell into the bustling crowd.

...

"Big brother, wait!" A trembling voice suddenly came from behind.

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Chen Musheng subconsciously turned around and looked at him, and saw that he was a ragged little beggar, at most seven or eight years old, with a dirty face and a very scared expression.

"What's wrong?" Chen Musheng asked with a smile.

The little beggar took out a piece of paper from his clothes, and suddenly stuffed it into Chen Musheng's hand, turned around and ran away, shouting: "Someone has given me ten copper coins, and I will pass this letter to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little beggar fled desperately and disappeared into the crowd, attracting the people around him to look at him.

"It seems like I'm in trouble." Chen Musheng vaguely felt something was wrong. He opened the letter and frowned.

The letter reads: Boy, there is a dead girl named Mo Yuner in our hands. If you don’t want her to die, you will almost come to the alley on the left of Seventh Street.

"Bastard! Who did it?" Chen Musheng cursed angrily, and his body moved subconsciously. The true energy in his dantian instantly filled his limbs and bones. He pushed the crowd away and quickly ran towards the street to the north.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Let me go..." Chen Musheng kept pushing away from the crowd and ran quickly, and a violent anger began to surge into his heart.

...

The seventh Street is not far away. A quarter of an hour later, Chen Musheng, with an angry face, stepped into the alley on the left side of the street.

This alley is very long and very deserted. When you walk inside, you can clearly hear the echoes of your footsteps. The eaves of the two wide rows of tiled houses extend out from a distance, interlaced together, causing the darkness in the alley.

"arrive."

Chen Musheng was secretly alert and stopped. The true energy surged in his palm. The letter paper was immediately crushed and turned into many pieces and floated on the ground.

"Whoever brings the letter will not come out yet!" Chen Musheng secretly vented his true energy and shouted violently, and his angry voice echoed violently in the alley.

"Haha... trash Chen, you will be cheated!" A limping figure walked out from the corner of the alley.

Mo Fu!

Behind Mo Fu was the fat man Mo Qiang, who had a bloated figure, with a smirk of success on his fat face.

"It seems that Mo Yun'er is fine at all." Chen Musheng said intimately. Seeing these two bastards, the situation was naturally clear. It was obvious that Mo Fu deliberately lured him here.

A raging arose in Chen Musheng's heart, and a sharp gaze burst out from his eyes, and he said coldly: "You two, what does it mean to come to me?"

"What does it mean?" Mo Fu's eyes flashed with a vicious light, and he yelled: "Of course it's avenge! The useless man, you're dead today, you keep your limbs, Mo Fu will kneel down and call you grandpa!"

"That's right, you're dead!" Mo Qiang echoed.

Seeing the two bastards in front of him so confidently, Chen Musheng became alert and couldn't help but glance around with the light from the corner of his eyes.

At this time, noisy footsteps came from the front and back of the alley.

"Hurry, Young Master Fu is here."

"Damn it, come here!"

...

"!"

I saw a group of people rushing in the back of this alley like a tide, and at the same time, there were another group of people behind Mo Fu and Mo Qiang.

Chen Musheng was secretly shocked and said to himself: "It turns out that he is looking for help."

There were at least nearly a hundred people attacking from both sides, and they were filled with darkness, filling the entire alley. These people were dressed in different ways, all of whom were fierce and vicious, obviously they were all brave and fierce.

"Master Fu, we are here, is this kid?" Among the people, the tall and thin man in a samurai suit and full of ruffianity was the leader.

"That's right, it's him, surrounded!" Mo Fu ordered.

"Brother, don't let this kid run away." The tall and thin man shouted, and the crowd suddenly became turbulent, vaguely surrounding Chen Musheng in the center.
Chapter completed!