Chapter 1294: Yuyang City

Forty years of time is enough for an infant to grow into a burly man, and for a child with spiritual roots to become a low-to-medium-tier cultivator. But for an ancient city that has been passed down for millions of years, this amount of time is just a fleeting moment.

Yuyang City was one of the first ancient cities established in the Tianyuan Realm since the establishment of the three realms.

Although it was only a medium-sized city, and the successive City Lords had no intention of expanding it, it had remained stable through every beast tide eruption, and had never even encountered any major danger.

The reason for this strange occurrence was that it was one of the cities with the most body refiners in the entire Tianyuan Realm, and it was famous throughout the realm.

It is said that the current Tianyuan Holy Emperor cultivated his body refining technique to the extreme in Yuyang City, and created a great reputation before leaving.

This city had countless body refining sects and schools, and high-tier body refiners, who were rare elsewhere, were also numerous in the city. In the center of the city, there was a "Holy Tower" specifically for collecting various body refining techniques and insights, and the richness of its collection was among the best in the Tianyuan Realm.

With these attractions, countless low-to-medium-tier body refiners came to this city every year. With such powerful strength, some mere beast tides naturally posed no threat.

In addition to this, Yuyang City was also a famous place for manufacturing spirit tools in the Tianyuan Realm. Every year, a large number of spirit tools were born in the city, and were purchased by body refiners or trading firms in the city.

Several auction houses that specifically auctioned rare spirit tools were even more prosperous because of this.

These auction houses naturally held a few extraordinary spirit tool masters in their hands.

The so-called "spirit tool masters" were like alchemists or formation masters among cultivators, specifically engaged in refining spirit tools.

It's just that these people were somewhat special. First, they had to cultivate a certain body refining technique, and at the same time, they had to have some attainments in formation arts, and they also had to have naturally strong spiritual sense.

Only after possessing all three could one become a spirit tool master. To become a master among spirit tool masters naturally required a lot of practice, and one had to have true talent.

And the spirit tool masters held by these auction houses were naturally the best among them. The spirit tools they produced were not only powerful, but also possessed incredible auxiliary supernatural powers.

Of course, such spirit tools were meticulously crafted, usually taking months or half a year to produce one, but each one would shine at the auction and be bought at a sky-high price.

The Longxing Auction House was one of the largest auction houses in Yuyang City. It hadn't risen for long, but its reputation was not inferior to other old shops with long histories.

The owner of the auction house naturally became a person of considerable status in the city.

But on this day, in a large hall of the Longxing Auction House, a fat man in a brocade robe was pacing back and forth in the hall.

He looked toward the entrance from time to time, his face full of anxiety.

"Feng Er! Go to the entrance and look again, see if Master Han has arrived." After a while, the fat man stopped his footsteps and couldn't help but roar toward the outside.

"Yes, Master!"

A young man's voice immediately agreed, and then there was the sound of footsteps, which gradually faded away.

And after the fat man walked for a while, he seemed somewhat thirsty, grabbed a teapot from the table beside him, and gulped down several mouthfuls of tea, without any regard for his demeanor.

"Why, Brother Fan, you have such a big temper; could it be that you are unwell?" A clear voice came from outside the door, and then a person walked in directly from outside.

"Brother Han, you have finally arrived. That rabbit Feng Er, why didn't he report it." The fat man jumped up the moment he saw the man, ran over, and was so happy that the fat on his chin trembled.

"Brother Han, you don't need to blame him; I told him to guard outside."

This was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with slight wrinkles on his forehead and three strands of black long beard on his chin, but he was holding a long package in his hand, looking at the fat man who was welcoming him with a half-smile.

Judging by the tone, the two were extremely familiar!

"Haha, although I know Brother Han has never broken an appointment, this matter is truly important and relates to my decades of hard work in Yuyang City, so naturally I was somewhat anxious. Is this the thing that Brother Han crafted personally?" The fat man swept his gaze over the long package in the middle-aged man's hand, his face full of excitement.

"Not bad, Brother Fan can take a look first." The middle-aged man smiled slightly, handed the long package to the fat man, and sat down on a nearby chair.

The fat man surnamed Fan didn't stand on ceremony, placed the long package on the table, and opened it with a flurry of hands, revealing a three-foot-long sword with a golden scabbard, with three spirit stones of different colors embedded in the hilt, which was an extraordinary spirit tool.

Upon seeing this sword, the fat man's movements became cautious, and he held the hilt with one hand, slowly pulling out the blade.

After a dragon-like clear sound, a group of golden light appeared in the fat man's eyes, and then turned into a small golden dragon that shook in front of him.

The fat man's eyes lit up, and he shook the hilt, and immediately the golden snake light faded, turning into a golden dragon-patterned long sword that appeared in his hand.

"Wonderful, wonderful! This is absolutely the only top-tier spirit tool to appear in Yuyang City in a hundred years, and it actually has the incredible supernatural power of transforming into a weapon. Haha, with this sword, how can those guys like Zhu Douyan compete with me. Brother Han, you have helped me a lot again this time." After the fat man sheathed the long sword, he hugged the sword and laughed wildly with his big mouth wide open, his face full of happiness.

"It's nothing, being able to refine this spirit tool is also because the materials you provided were good enough. Otherwise, no matter how great my ability, I wouldn't be able to refine a top-tier spirit tool." The middle-aged man didn't reveal too much joy, sipped his tea, and said.

"Hehe, that's also because of you, Brother! If it were those guys who don't live up to their names, they wouldn't have this ability." The fat man said with a smile.

"You don't need to flatter me. This sword is the last spirit tool I will craft for you. In a while, I will leave Yuyang City. I estimate I won't be coming back." The middle-aged man smiled, but suddenly said something that left the fat man dumbfounded.

"Brother, what did you say? You are leaving Yuyang City! Why? Could it be that the servants I sent to serve you didn't do their best? If you say so, I will immediately send someone to break their dog legs and replace them with a new batch immediately." The fat man was greatly alarmed after he regained his senses.

"I encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation back then, and if it weren't for Brother Fan happening to pass by and helping me with a bit of strength, I wouldn't have been able to break through that bottleneck safely. So for these decades, I have handed over all the spirit tools I crafted to you alone to auction, and I have hidden my name and never let anyone know my true existence, which can be considered as repaying this favor of yours. Now the Longxing Auction House is already one of the largest auction houses in the city, and after presenting this sword to the City Lord, I estimate it will become the largest one. The few apprentices you asked me to bring cannot learn my spirit tool refining technique to ten percent, but learning five or six percent is more than enough to handle your future auctions. You should know that what I truly care about is the cultivation of body refining techniques, and spirit tool crafting is just something I do occasionally. And staying here any longer, I have no more gains." The middle-aged man said slowly.

"Could it be that Brother Han's cultivation has encountered a bottleneck again!" The fat man was shocked after hearing the last sentence.

The middle-aged man listened, but just smiled without saying anything.

The fat man was stunned.

Others didn't know the power of the person in front of him, but he knew it clearly.

Ten years ago, when he was in danger, it was this good friend who suddenly took action, killing more than a dozen medium-tier body refiners who had invaded his mansion in one breath, showing a terrifying cultivation that was not inferior to the high-tier body refiners in the city. Now that he has encountered a bottleneck again, doesn't that mean that as long as he breaks through the bottleneck, his cultivation will advance greatly again. At that time, wouldn't this Brother Han's cultivation be terrifying to an unimaginable degree.

"Brother Fan knows this matter. Speaking of which, I have to thank you for keeping your mouth shut all these years, never leaking my existence, and collecting a large amount of pills and secret techniques for me that are useful for promoting body refining techniques. However, our fate has ended, and Han can only bid you farewell here!" After the middle-aged man finished his last sentence, he stood up gracefully, bowed slightly, and walked toward the hall door without looking back.

And the fat man moved his lips, but in the end, he didn't say any words of persuasion, but after the middle-aged man disappeared at the door, a look of dejection flashed across his fat face.

Helping the other party back then was probably the most correct thing he had ever done in his life. The other party, relying on his own strength, helped him, a small, unknown businessman, become a person of great importance in Yuyang City. But because of this, the other party felt that the favor had been repaid, and left without hesitation.

He naturally couldn't persuade the other party to stay.

Outside the Longxing Auction House, the middle-aged man walked out the door, mounted a war beast that looked like a deer, and headed directly toward the nearest city gate.

Several hours later, the middle-aged man appeared on a mound ten miles outside Yuyang City, looked at the city wall that was like a behemoth in the distance, suddenly jumped off the war beast, and flicked his sleeve toward his own face.

An incredible scene appeared.

After he put down his sleeve, not only did the three strands of long beard fall off, but the originally middle-aged face also became young, turning into the appearance of a youth in his twenties.

And looking at his face, it was precisely Han Li, who had gone to retrieve the treasure with the Golden Jade Sect cultivators all those years ago.

Han Li glanced indifferently at the distant city wall, suddenly turned his body, no longer rode the war beast, and walked toward the distance with large strides.

Not long after, his figure turned into a black dot and disappeared into the wilderness.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1295 =====

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