In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

"please!"

Arans took a sip of this 'new style' coffee. It was rich, sweet, and fragrant. Compared to the 'ascetic' coffee popular in Persia and the Arab world, this was a truly aristocratic drink.

Moreover, looking at the coffee in front of him, he suddenly thought of a huge trade route.

Zhang Xiaoshan watched as the other man pondered over his coffee, and even noticed the fleeting glimmer of light, and understood Arans's intentions.

However, they showed no intention of intervening.

Roasting coffee is simple, and pairing it with coffee is just a matter of a few tips.

Once exposed, it's nothing special; the benefits are minimal, so it's better to do someone a favor.

From the first glance at Arans, he knew he was a great merchant who had traveled to many countries and was worth his investment.

"Thank you so much, young master, for giving Arans the best treatment!"

"This stuff isn't popular in the Central Plains. Compared to tea, coffee is more effective at stimulating the mind, but it's nowhere near as beneficial as green tea."

"Alans also really likes tea from the Central Plains."

Moreover, in Persia, only the most precious people would receive a very small amount of tea from the Central Plains.

Just like in the Central Plains, where tea is plentiful, coffee seems all the more precious, especially given Young Master Zhang's profound knowledge of coffee.

"And as a guest, please allow Arans to offer his heartfelt sentiments!"

As he spoke, Arans took out his gift.

This was originally intended as an apology, to exchange for the Black Mountain Envoy. By now, Arans had long forgotten about that black man.

Not to mention that this was how it should be, Arans also felt an instant connection with Zhang Xiaoshan at this moment.

"This is a famous sword forged by a Persian master swordsmith—the Sword of Vasuki!"

Upon opening the treasure box, one finds a magnificent sword, gleaming with light and inlaid with numerous precious gems.

The rubies inlaid on the hilt and scabbard alone were worth more than ten thousand gold pieces, and the main body of the sword—the moment Zhang Xiaoshan drew this greatsword, he couldn't help but show a look of amazement.

Unlike the three-foot-long green peaks of the Central Plains, it resembles a divine sword from a later comic book.

Not only does it feature a stylish openwork design, but a large ruby ​​is also inlaid at the intersection of the hilt and the blade, making it look exceptionally gorgeous.

What surprised Zhang Xiaoshan the most was that this was already a sword that symbolized nobility, but the dragon's roar when the divine sword was drawn made it clear from the sound that this was a rare divine weapon, combining magnificence and practicality.

“…What a fine sword!”

With a swing of his longsword, to Arans' shock, the tea table displaying bonsai a dozen feet away suddenly shattered into pieces.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, incredibly powerful!

Zhang Xiaoshanbin did not deliberately unleash his sword energy, but the sword energy that the divine sword emitted while wielding it could reach a distance of ten feet, demonstrating its domineering nature.

"It is indeed a fine sword; it could be considered a divine weapon in the Central Plains!"

"The Central Plains Divine Weapon? I've long heard of (Qian Lihao) the name of the Central Plains Divine Weapon. I wonder if Young Master Zhang has one? Let's compare!"

Swords vary in quality, and Arans was extremely confident in this particular sword.

Only through comparison and exchange can the true value of this precious sword be revealed.

"I do indeed have quite a few divine weapons from the Central Plains."

If we're talking about the most classic divine weapon, it has to be the Longquan Sword. It's fair to say that nine out of ten swords in the Central Plains today are modeled after it.

With a flick of his wrist, the ancient sword that had been enshrined on the display shelf behind him flew directly into Zhang Xiaoshan's hand.

"Young Master Zhang, are you perhaps joking?"

Looking at the rusty ancient sword before him, Arans's face stiffened instantly, and his eyes showed suspicion.

He had noticed the bronze sword earlier and thought it was an antique from a thousand years ago.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoshan used this as a divine weapon to compete with the flawless divine sword in his heart—the Sword of Vasuki.

Chapter 149 The Birth of a Divine Weapon is Always preceded by a Twist and Turn

"Do you think that this rusty ancient sword might not even draw blood when it cuts someone?"

Arans wanted to nod, but stopped himself from doing so.

The boy in his eyes was definitely not such a reckless person. Moreover, as he just said, nine out of ten swords in the Central Plains are based on this model, making it the progenitor of swords.

In terms of value, it is an absolute 'divine weapon'.

"I bought this divine weapon in Ghost Street for 40,000 taels of gold."

Along with it appeared a legendary sword forged around the same time—the Sword of Goujian, King of Yue—which also fetched 30,000 taels of gold. Both swords boast a history spanning over a thousand years!

"Forty thousand taels of gold? A thousand-year-old sword?"

Although in Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes, the gemstone decorations on that Persian sword were worth at least tens of thousands of taels of gold,

However, the concepts are very different. In Persia, this priceless divine sword would only cost ten thousand taels of gold.

Moreover, compared to its magnificent appearance, this ancient sword is covered in rust.

And it wasn't just one; another ancient sword was auctioned off for 30,000 taels of gold. These people from the Central Plains have so much money they're burning it out.

"Piaoxu, go and fetch twenty large gold ingots!"

"Please wait a moment, young master!"

Gold ingots are priced at 100 taels each, so 20 ingots would be equivalent to 2,000 taels of gold.

To Arans' astonishment, Zhang Xiaoshan transformed twenty gold ingots into twenty gold cakes as easily as kneading dough. Had Arans not personally gone to investigate, he would never have believed that the seemingly 'weak' young master possessed such divine power!

At this moment, he finally believed that Zhang Xiaoshan had the ability to suppress the black slave.

"In the Central Plains, the sharpness of a sword is usually tested with copper coins. A sword that can be tested with seven or more copper coins is considered a superior weapon."

Today we will test our skills with gold ingots. Lord Arans, why don't you wield the sword and let's see how sharp our two blades are!

"it is good!"

Arans was full of confidence in his divine weapon, so when he looked at the ten gold ingots in front of him, he twirled his sword with great skill and then slashed down with his sword.

when!

The sword sliced ​​through the first few gold cakes as easily as cutting vegetables, but the blade got stuck on the seventh gold cake.

Arans and Zhang Xiaoshan nodded in satisfaction.

The gold is fine and dense, and each gold ingot is one inch thick. Even if it is not as thick as a foot-long gold wall, if you split six gold ingots at once, it will definitely be a sword that can cut through iron like mud.

"Able to separate three gold ingots, it is an unparalleled superior weapon in the martial arts world."

Moreover, the seventh gold ingot was almost completely broken, making this a truly rare and powerful weapon, extremely valuable.

"Young Master Zhang, you flatter me!"

Arans took the Longquan sword; the longsword felt extremely light in his hand, and to him it was impossible for it to be a precious sword.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoshan stacked the remaining three gold ingots on top of the other ten gold ingots, making Arans sigh that Zhang Xiaoshan had given up and was now throwing caution to the wind.

With a flash of sword light, the Longquan sword slashed at the gold cake at an extremely fast speed.

To Arans's disbelief, the seemingly dull blade of the Longquan sword actually cleaved through thirteen gold ingots, and even split the sandalwood desk in two.

However, Zhang Xiaoshan could still clearly see that the Longquan sword was covered with sword light.

In other words, Arans used his true qi to indirectly activate the sword's light, thus achieving such an effect, out of consideration for Arans's feelings.

"Lord Arans used his sword aura, so this match is a draw!"

"No! No! No... Arans only infused a little bit of battle qi into it, but I didn't expect this divine sword to actually unleash its sword light. It truly is a legendary divine sword!"

No matter how powerful Vasuki's sword is, it cannot unleash its sword light because of his true qi.

On the contrary, the fact that he had only infused a portion of his true qi had such a terrifying effect clearly shows that the two divine weapons are not even in the same league.

At this moment, Arans was very clear about what kind of divine weapon he held.

In the end, he was just arrogant and ignorant, like a frog in a well!

Most importantly, this is a divine weapon from a thousand years ago in the Central Plains, which shows the level of forging technology that the Central Plains had reached.

"It was Arans who made a fool of himself."

"Lord Arans, there is no need to be discouraged. The Longquan Sword has always been an unparalleled divine weapon in the Central Plains. Its status has never changed in the past thousand years!"

Speaking of divine weapons, I have quite a few in my household. For example, this folding fan I have here is made of meteorite iron, and its sharp ribs should be no less than the sword in your hand.

However… Piaoxu, bring Shana's Sacred Flame Token!

"Yes, son!"

Holy Flame Token!

This is a token of the Persian religion, and now the weapon of the three envoys of wind, cloud, and moon. How could the Sacred Flame Token possibly appear in the Central Plains?

But when the two sacred flame tokens appeared before Arans, whose ancestors had personally brought them back to Persia, he immediately realized that the tokens were fake.

"Your Excellency Arans has seen that this Sacred Flame Token is a counterfeit."

But once you try it, you'll understand—this replica made of black iron is already no less impressive than the original Sacred Flame Token!

Is it as good as the original?

In Persia, the sacred flame token is like Vajra in Buddhism—an indestructible divine object.

After acquiring it, Arans weighed it in his hand and smiled, a glint of light flashing in his eyes as he looked at the Sacred Flame Token.

"Young Master Zhang, may we give it a try?"

"can!"

when!

With Zhang Xiaoshan's consent, a sword light slashed at the Sacred Flame Token. The Vasuki Sword, which had just split the seven gold cakes in half with a single strike, left no mark on it.

Instead, his hand holding the sword was shaken so badly that it went numb.

"this···

The Central Plains are a vast and resource-rich land, teeming with hidden talents and powerful figures; Arans has witnessed this firsthand.

"Lord Arans only saw the surface, not the essence."

The person who copied the Sacred Flame Token was originally a Buddhist master. When he was exchanging ideas with a Zoroastrian leader in the Central Plains, he discovered that the Sacred Flame Token's divine power had a huge drawback.

Although the Sacred Flame Token martial arts represent the pinnacle of unorthodox and heretical arts in the Central Plains, they are extremely bizarre. Once cultivated to a profound level, one will inevitably fall into demonic possession, only then can the true power of the Sacred Flame Token martial arts be unleashed. Therefore, this martial art can truly be called a demonic art.

Therefore, the cult leader deliberately lost the Sacred Flame Token, fearing that the martial arts techniques on it would reappear within the Zoroastrian sect!

what?

Arans looked at the Sacred Flame Token in his hand in shock, never expecting it to contain such a secret.

If that's the case, then his ancestors found the Sacred Flame Token in the Central Plains and brought it back to Persia because of this.

"The loss of the Sacred Flame Token caused panic among the Zoroastrians, who nearly rioted."

Knowing that trouble was inevitable, the cult leader commissioned a Buddhist master to reforge the Sacred Flame Token and attempted to suppress its evil nature using Buddhist methods.

As time passed, the new Sacred Flame Token was forged.

The eminent Buddhist monk engraved the Diamond Sutra on it and infused it with his essence, energy, and spirit, which could suppress the demonic nature of the Sacred Flame Token's martial arts when it was used.

Unfortunately, the cult leader had already died from qi deviation due to practicing the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth.

From then on, the Sacred Flame Token was always enshrined under the tutelage of that highly respected Buddhist master.

"Is what Young Master Zhang said true?"

Layer upon layer of intricate details, flawless and perfect.

In particular, the fact that the Holy Flame Token actually contains the Diamond Sutra seems superfluous, but at first glance, it gives Arans an exceptionally harmonious feeling, even more perfect than the original Holy Flame Token.

This made Arans realize that what Zhang Xiaoshan said might not be false.

If true, it would likely cause a new upheaval in the Persian religious community.

"Actually, a disciple of a high-ranking Buddhist monk is staying at the Zhang residence."

The reason Zhang knew all this was that several years ago, he sent two Persian women to study martial arts under a Buddhist master.