Fire Monster

Chapter 35 The fox pretends to be the tiger's power
That evening, outside the entrance of Slum Alley, Zhao Guanshan stood at the platform of the Wuling train and stopped Yang Mao and Liu Erya who had just got off the train.

"Zhao Guanshan, you skipped class again today? That's right, for you, it doesn't matter whether you go to the Taoist temple or not, you can still graduate with full marks." Yang Mao said casually, still looking like a gorilla, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Liu Erya's face was ruddy and she was slightly out of breath, and she didn't know what had just happened.

These two people really have no self-control. Although after cultivating pure Yang energy, they don't have to worry about whether they are virgins, but they still have sex outside. Aren't they afraid that the evil spirits will take advantage of the opportunity to "enter" them?
After all, the evil spirits are treacherous, and it is not safe even on the Five Spirits Train.

Zhao Guanshan was thinking in his mind, but he didn't want to persuade them, because these two people with lust in their brains would not listen even if he said anything.

"I need your help with something."

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it tomorrow. Curfew is about to start."

Yang Mao waved his hand, still savoring the thought. No one could help him at this moment.

Zhao Guanshan could only take out a piece of energy storage spirit stone and hand it to Liu Erya, and she took it decisively.

"Yang Mao, don't be so reluctant. If Zhao Guanshan asks you to help, just go!"

After saying that, he walked away happily and gracefully. His graceful demeanor after eating a full meal was truly a beautiful sight.

"Fuck, stop looking around, that's your sister-in-law! Tell me what's going on!"

Yang Mao was very unhappy.

"Come with me to the West Street workshop. Curfew is about to begin. I'm afraid I'll run into an evil spirit and it might kill me."

Zhao Guanshan grinned. During the day, he dared to walk this approximately three-kilometer road alone, but to walk again at this time would be courting death.

Of course, another reason is that he is carrying a huge sum of sixty-one coins at the moment, so he has to find a bodyguard!

"What do you want to buy? Oh, by the way, you just completed the bounty for the Demon Village, and now is the time to have money. Let me buy you a pancake, you pay!"

Yang Mao said dissatisfiedly that he was also an expert at taking advantage of others.

"Easy to say!"

Zhao Guanshan agreed immediately.

"Then hurry up and go!"

Yang Mao led the way in front with big strides. With a height of two meters and the strength of cultivating the third breath of pure yang energy, he walked so fast that it seemed that even the dark evil fog could be shaken away. It really gave people a sense of security.

Zhao Guanshan followed closely behind, fully alert and not daring to be careless at all.

Linjiang Mansion is definitely not a safe place at night.

Not only will those evil spirits that have escaped the net appear frequently, but all kinds of evil auras and pollutants are also spreading and floating.

During the day, for the health of ordinary people, the Linjiang Prefecture Taoist Palace will increase the protection level of the Imperial Seal Great Wall, and will also light up various large-scale Imperial Seal oil lamps for dispelling and purifying.

So even ordinary people can breathe safely and work normally.

But at night, in order to conserve spiritual energy, these measures are stopped and shut down, ensuring only minimal security.

This is why ordinary people have to follow a curfew.

Zhao Guanshan didn't have to go out shopping at this time. He was just a liberal arts student. If he suddenly took out so much Taoist money, he would be eaten alive by those workshop owners!
So even though he completed the upgrade and assembly of the Imperial Seal Hut around three in the afternoon and Xu Ming happily settled the bill, he still insisted on waiting until Yang Mao returned from school.

Money has value only when it is spent.

Otherwise, with the rate of price inflation, it is not cost-effective.

The ground ahead was getting darker and darker. Even though Zhao Guanshan and Yang Mao were walking in a straight line, they felt like they would fall into the abyss if they were not careful and be eaten till not even a bone was left.

"Fuck, add two more energy storage spirit stones later. Are you crazy, Zhao Guanshan? If you want to buy something, won't it be the same tomorrow morning?"

He couldn't even see the road ahead, and he couldn't see his hand in front of him. There were all kinds of sneaky rustling sounds in his ears, and a foul and rotten smell was hanging over him. He was being targeted by the Life-Devouring Demon.

Yang Mao spat fiercely and directly activated the imperial seal oil lamp embedded in his left shoulder.

In an instant, just like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, a bright light appeared within a radius of ten meters, all the sneaky sounds disappeared, and the life-eating demon fled for its life.

Yang Mao is Yang Mao after all. Just relying on his vigorous body fire, he can bless the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp to such a degree. It's amazing.

Zhao Guanshan was amazed and of course agreed immediately.

The rest of the journey was smooth sailing without any surprises.

The two of them almost ran all the way through the slum alley and came to the edge of the civilian area. This place was suddenly different. The imperial oil lamps were shining, and there were people walking on the road. It was completely another world. "Damn, one day I will move here with Arya."

Yang Mao cursed in a low voice, his eyes shining with envy.

"That day will definitely come. Come with me first. Don't say anything for a while. Just stand behind me."

Zhao Guanshan gave an order and took Yang Mao straight to Workshop No. 9. This was their fourth visit, and he hoped that the proprietress would chop less when wielding the butcher knife.

"Hey! It's you again!"

The workers in the workshop had already gone off work, leaving only the proprietress leaning on a chair tiredly. Under the dim light, half of her hideous and terrifying face was facing outside. At first glance, she looked like a resurrected evil spirit.

"Hello, shopkeeper. Sorry to bother you because it's urgent."

Zhao Guanshan smiled, nodded and bowed, and was extremely flattering.

"Another errand business? I'm quite impressed by your ability to drum up business."

The proprietress did not stand up. She glanced at Yang Mao but did not ask anything.

"No, no, I'm relying on the shopkeeper's face."

"Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and get what you want. After today, the price won't be the same tomorrow."

Zhao Guanshan's heart trembled, but his face remained calm. "It's like this. This time I bought it on behalf of a martial artist who lives in our slum alley. His name is Xu Ming. He wants to upgrade his second-level imperial seal hut, and I happen to be able to help, so--"

"Upgrade the Imperial Seal Hut?"

The proprietress suddenly interrupted Zhao Guanshan and said, "It's out of stock, or even if it's available, you can't afford it, understand? You came too late."

"what!"

Zhao Guanshan was stunned and at a loss.

The proprietress waved her hand, signaling him to get lost. Ordinary people didn't know what was happening and continued to live their lives normally, but a martial artist at this level could already smell something very disturbing.

No one wants to die, and everyone wants to save their lives, so the prices of materials related to upgrading the Imperial Seal Hut have skyrocketed since a few days ago, and are now even sold out.

Zhao Guanshan hesitated for a few seconds, and suddenly made a great decision, "Boss, I want to buy fifty pieces of Qianduan light steel sheets, a set of blood grinding stones, a set of diamond carving knives, and a set of cold crystal grinding. The prices of these materials should not have increased yet. If possible, how about giving me two more cakes?"

"Huh? What do you want to do!?"

The proprietress suddenly opened her eyes, and a strange aura suddenly enveloped the entire workshop, like a man-eating tiger staring down at Zhao Guanshan.

Even Yang Mao was so frightened that he almost activated his natal talisman, and Zhao Guanshan felt as if a sharp claw had scratched his fragile throat.

But he had to answer at this moment.

"It's just a desperate attempt. Shopkeeper, please be advised that Senior Xu Ming didn't buy the spirit supply array, so I gave him the spirit supply array of my Imperial Seal Hut. He promised to protect me for a year! He also let me live in one of his vacant Imperial Seal Huts. He also knew that I might not be able to buy the relevant materials, so he let me give it a try. If I can't buy it, I will buy him some materials to polish and repair the psychic sword. What I said is absolutely true!"

After Zhao Guanshan finished speaking, the strange and powerful aura emanating from the proprietress suddenly disappeared silently.

She frowned slightly and looked at Zhao Guanshan for a long time before she smiled and said, "You are such a smart boy. You can get a promise from a martial artist and live in a second-level imperial seal hut. Even if it's only for a year, there is a great chance that you can save your life."

"Kid, make it clear that you'd better tell the truth. The materials you want to buy are forbidden to be bought and sold by people of your level. Do you understand?"

Zhao Guanshan nodded desperately, "Boss, don't worry, even if you give me a hundred more courage, I dare not violate the Taoist Palace's prohibition. I am telling the truth."

"It doesn't matter. The current governor doesn't have the energy to deal with such trivial matters. A total of fifty-five Dao Palace coins, payment and delivery, no credit!"

The proprietress packed up the materials Zhao Guanshan purchased neatly. As expected, this type of material has not increased in price yet, and it is unlikely to increase in price in the future.

Because this is a semi-finished product that can be produced on a large scale assembly line and used to manufacture psychic weapon components. Just like various steel materials on Earth, they must enter various factories for deep processing before they can be used to produce guns, tanks, airplanes, etc.

For example, the Thousand Forged Light Steel Sheets can be used to repair the external frame of the psychic tower shield, or to repair the damaged blade of the replacement psychic sword. This is very common in the hands of martial artists.

Of course, in theory, psychic weapons can also be made from these materials, provided there is good enough technology and enough time.

Zhao Guanshan already had a clear grasp of the relevant information, and even his excuses were nine true and one false.

And who would go to the trouble of investigating this matter?

Right.

(End of this chapter)