C710 Martial Artist Level
C710 Martial Artist Level
These days, four more martial artists advanced to the Xiantian realm and obtained a large amount of wealth. After twenty-seven killings, there were a total of 25 martial artists who survived, and 14 Xiantian martial artists. Every battle relied on Feng Yimo's command, minimizing casualties to the greatest extent. Everyone was very grateful to him.
Apart from huge wealth, the most important thing was to survive.
Feng Yimo looked at the martial artists who happily went to the shop to exchange for medicinal Spirit Crystals. He waved his hand, indicating for them to quickly return.
Liu Ruomei stood behind Feng Yimo and completely entered the role of a follower. Without Feng Yimo's permission, she was not allowed to speak.
However, she knew that among everyone, the one who obtained the most was Feng Yimo!
Indeed, every time Feng Yimo secretly took away most of the most valuable treasures, then let Yue Liang and the others choose. Unknowingly, he obtained several billion medicinal Spirit Crystals, over a hundred medicinal Secret Scriptures, and thousands of other treasures. In total, he exchanged for over three million medicinal Low Grade Primeval Stones and made a huge fortune! Among them, he obtained over three hundred thousand Villain Valleys in Villain Valley. Even though that cultivator was merely a Golden Core Late Period, he had managed to accumulate quite a number of treasures in Villain Valley for more than ten years.
Therefore, Feng Yimo was looking forward to Ren Ningqi's Storage Rings. He didn't know how many treasures were inside.
"Duan Sheng, what do you plan to do after the competition between the Zixia Mountain warriors in the Ao Lai Province ends?" Liu Ruomei looked at Feng Yimo expectantly and asked.
Feng Yimo was slightly startled. His plan was to recover and cultivate as soon as possible. Although his body was strong enough to fight against Golden Core Cultivator or even Nascent Infant warriors, once he encountered a powerful warrior, the warrior would still be at a disadvantage. Unless he could enter the legendary Martial Master realm above the Xiantian realm, he would be able to fight equally with the Cultivator of the Deification Period!
The owner of the Blunt Slow Sword, Dongfang Xing, had cultivated to the Martial Saint realm, which was equivalent to the Tribulation Crossing Period realm. Then, he would achieve immortality through martial arts and enter the Immortal Realm!
Martial arts were different from cultivation. They were divided into Houtian, Xiantian, Martial Master, Martial Highness, Martial Progenitor, Martial Monarch, and Martial Saint. Starting from the Martial Master, it was equivalent to the Soul Formation, Void Refinement, Fusion, Great Ekayāna, and Tribulation Transcendence. Some people said that only those who had entered the Martial Master realm could be considered as true warriors!
Every realm was divided into the early, middle, and late stages, unlike the cultivators who were divided into different levels.
However, in the past tens of thousands of years, Hsingyi Mansions had never appeared in Hsingyi Mansion, let alone Martial Highness Realm and Martial Progenitor Realm.
However, Feng Yimo had a feeling that if he continued to cultivate according to the Chaos Innate Technique, he would surely advance to the Martial Master Realm! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Therefore, during this period of time, apart from killing bandits, he had been cultivating diligently. This kind of behavior made Ren Xiao even more satisfied.
Therefore, Feng Yimo didn't have a clear plan on how to proceed after the state competition ended. He just needed to find a way to get his cultivation on the right track. Only by recovering to the late Soul Formation stage would he be able to protect himself.
At present, all he could do was to keep a low profile.
"If possible, I want to stay in Zixia Mountain. After all, this is the center of the Proud Coming State. I need more opportunities." Feng Yimo said calmly.
A disappointed look appeared in Liu Ruomei's eyes. Without saying anything, she turned around and left. She had hoped that Feng Yimo would return to Liuyu City with her. She wanted to give it a try, but she didn't expect Feng Yimo to really reject her.
After knowing Feng Yimo for a few days, Liu Ruomei felt that Feng Yimo was not an ordinary person. He was not an ordinary person.
Feng Yimo watched Liu Ruomei's back as she left. Just as he was about to follow her in, a hurried voice came from afar. "Boss, quickly go. Lone Wolf and the others are fighting!"
The person who came was one of the fourteen warriors. After two months of bloody fighting, he had just entered the Xiantian realm. Yue Liang and the others were at the late Xiantian realm, while the rest were at the early Xiantian realm.
"Let's go and take a look!" Without a word, Feng Yimo followed the martial artist and ran away. The leader could not only ensure the safety of his men, but also gain benefits. He should be able to survive at the critical moment and protect everyone from the wind and rain.
Soon, the two arrived at the largest trading center of Cat Rain City, Baiyu Street. Lone Wolf, Qing Yu, Yue Liang, and another warrior called Hsu Mu were glaring at the other six or seven warriors. The atmosphere was tense.
"What's going on?" Feng Yimo pushed aside the crowd and asked in a deep voice.
"Boss, you judge. "I have taken a fancy to an axe and wanted to buy it. I have already discussed the price with this shop assistant. Who would have thought that they would suddenly appear and insist on buying the axe that I have taken a fancy to?" Lone Wolf said.
Feng Yimo looked at them. The six warriors were arrogant and wore the same blue crescent-shaped warrior uniform. They should be warriors of the Yueping Manor.
"Are you the ones who want to buy my brother's weapon?" Feng Yimo asked. Although he was the youngest, his entire body exuded a powerful aura. The six Yueping Manor martial practitioners stopped looking down on him.
"Hehe, you're wrong. This one-eyed brother hasn't gotten his axe yet. It doesn't belong to him. It belongs to the shop. As long as we offer a higher price, the shop will definitely be willing to sell it for a higher price. The higher the price, the better!" A thin and tall martial artist said with a chuckle.
Feng Yimo looked at the shop assistant who was watching the show and asked, "Is that so?"
The shop assistant nodded. "Of course. I will sell the things to whoever offers more."
"Alright. Lone Wolf, how much do you pay for this axe?" Feng Yimo asked.
"Five hundred Spirit Crystals!" Lone Wolf replied.
"Then what about you?" Feng Yimo turned to the tall and thin warrior of the Yueping Manor and asked.
"5001 medicinal Spirit Crystals." The tall and thin martial artist smiled slyly and said.
"Mm, not bad. Let's bid one thousand!" Feng Yimo said.
"One thousand and one!"
"Two thousand!"
"Two thousand and one!"
"Good, the axe is yours!" Feng Yimo said with a smile. Just now, he had been using the Great Wisdom Eye to observe the heart of the skinny and tall martial artist. He knew what he was planning. If Feng Yimo increased the price again, he would give up.
The skinny and tall martial artist was stunned. He was tongue-tied and his face was red. He could not say anything.
Lone Wolf, Qing Yu, and the others were overjoyed. Their boss was the best. They were at a loss for words.
"Let's go. Lone Wolf, let's take a look at the other weapons." Feng Yimo smiled and led Lone Wolf and the others to the other side of the counter. He looked at the good bronze hammer in the cabinet and said to Lone Wolf, "Lone Wolf, I think this bronze hammer is good too. It suits you quite well. Buddy, how's the quality of this bronze hammer?"
The shop assistant was beaming with joy when he saw that his ordinary axe was sold for several times the price. Upon hearing Feng Yimo's question, he said, "Dear customer, you have a good eye. This bronze hammer is our shop's defining treasure. There is no need to mention the materials and handwork. Even with tens of thousands of kilograms of strength, it can't be damaged!"
"This hammer can withstand the strength of tens of thousands of pounds? You are not lying to me, are you?" Feng Yimo asked.