Sixty years of blacksmithing, a single hammer blow forging a celestial being.

Wow, this guy is really rich.

Continuing to look, he saw more pills, herbs, and so on, which Li Ping'an found rather unappealing.

Steward Wang carried only first-tier pills for self-repair; nothing special.

Li Pingan glanced at them casually, then shoved them aside, planning to take them to a large pharmacy when the opportunity arose.

Next, I looked at the cultivation method; there was only one book.

The book of martial arts techniques was painted with crimson pigment, and four large characters were prominently engraved on it:

Blood Burning Blade Technique.

Burning Blood Blade Technique?

Li Ping'an was slightly taken aback, then opened the book and read it carefully.

Only then did I realize that this was a sword technique that used burning blood essence to create flames for attack.

Then he remembered how, when Steward Wang was chasing him, the flames that would occasionally burst from the black blade would burn him, causing him great pain.

So this is the Blood Burning Blade Technique. This must be Steward Wang's signature technique, and it's quite powerful.

That swordsmanship is quite good.

After taking stock of Steward Wang's supplies, in addition to tens of thousands of spirit stones, there were also six magical treasures, a number of herbs and pills, and a cultivation manual.

In short, Li Ping'an made a huge profit this time.

At this moment, Li Ping'an couldn't help but sigh, "The saying 'murderers and arsonists wear golden belts' is no joke."

This one battle was equivalent to Li Ping'an toiling away in the alchemy room for several years.

Even with the blessing of the Heaven-Forging Hammer, it's impossible to become rich overnight like this.

We need to figure out how to deal with these things now.

Li Pingan pondered that if he were to take so many things to sell at once, it would probably attract some attention.

It would be best to sell them in batches.

However, I'm still recovering from my injuries, so I can't think about these things yet. I should just focus on healing.

I have no idea how the sect treated me during the time I was missing.

Does that mean I'm already dead or something?

Forget it, I'll just ignore him.

Li Pingan lay back down and stretched comfortably.

It must be said that Nan Zhi was indeed quite happy in her boudoir.

With fine wine and food every day, and beautiful women by my side, this kind of life is simply better than that of a god.

With a creak,

Just then, the door was pushed open again.

Nanzhi came in again, this time carrying some freshly cut fruit.

"Sir, here's some fruit for you, please have some."

When the fruit platter was placed in front of Li Ping'an, Nan Zhi picked up a grape and put it in Li Ping'an's mouth.

Li Pingan took a bite, and the fresh, sweet juice burst in his mouth, incredibly delicious.

Li Ping'an chewed on grapes while keeping his eyes fixed on Nan Zhi.

Nanzhi blushed a little at the sight.

Why are you staring at me like that?

"You haven't been clearing away the cold toxins lately, so a lot of them must have accumulated in your body."

Upon hearing this, Nanzhi nodded slightly and said,

"This cold poison is very stubborn. Even though you, Uncle Li, have helped me clean it several times, I still feel signs of relapse from time to time."

Li Pingan nodded and said,

"That's right, so we still can't be negligent. Let me draw out the cold poison for you tonight."

"Tonight?"

Upon hearing this, Nanzhi blushed deeply.

"Sir, can you still help me absorb the cold poison?"

He glanced at Li Ping'an's leg, which was still in a cast.

Li Pingan smiled and said upon hearing this.

"It's alright, you can stay on top this time."

Upon hearing this, Nanzhi blushed deeply, but after a long while, she nodded emphatically.

"it is good."

A spring breeze overnight.

The next day, Li Ping'an lay comfortably in bed, reminiscing about the events of the previous night, feeling extremely relaxed.

He tried moving his calf, and it had recovered considerably.

After all, he is a cultivator, and even if he has broken a leg or broken a bone, his recovery speed is far beyond what ordinary people can match.

He removed the cast and gently placed his feet on the ground. He felt a little difficulty moving around, but he could still manage to walk.

As long as you don't run, there's no problem.

"good."

Li Ping'an nodded and decided to go out.

Li Pingan glanced at Nan Zhi, who was still fast asleep, smiled slightly, and decided not to disturb him for the time being.

As Li Ping'an stepped out of Lichun Garden and looked at the bustling street scene outside, he felt somewhat dazed.

He had been staying in Nanzhi's room for almost a month.

Having not left the house for a month, I suddenly stepped outside and was struck by how vast the world was and how many people there were.

After a moment of reflection, Li Ping'an walked straight towards Wanbaoge.

Inside Wanbaoge, Zhao Tiezhu was sitting idly at the entrance.

As a doorman at Wanbaoge, his job was to greet all customers, whether they were buying or selling.

Having worked at Wanbaoge for many years, he was already very adept at handling many of the business operations.

He could tell the value of some treasures at a glance.

There don't seem to be many customers today. I've been here for an hour or so, but I haven't seen any customers come.

It's worth noting that entertaining guests is also one of his many sources of income, because some guests, when they find a good treasure or sell an item for a good price, will sometimes reward him with some spirit stones if they're in a good mood.

This reminded Zhao Tiezhu of an old man who used to come here often.

The first time he came, the old man looked down on him and even talked back to him. Unexpectedly, the old man did not hold a grudge and even rewarded him with spirit stones.

Thinking of that old man, Zhao Tiezhu couldn't help but feel a little envious.

That old man had no idea how wealthy he was, as he could casually pull out hundreds or even thousands of spirit stones.

He must be a high-ranking elder in the sect.

As he was thinking, he suddenly vaguely saw a familiar figure walk into the store, which seemed to be the old man from before.

He perked up and jumped up immediately.

However, when he looked again, he saw that the old man had turned into a burly man with a full beard, not the old man he had been longing for.

"I must be seeing things."

Zhao Tiezhu rubbed his eyes and, after confirming that it was a customer he had never met before, composed himself and went forward to greet him warmly.

"Sir, what brings you to Wanbaoge? Are you here to buy or sell something?"

The burly, bearded man spoke in a deep, booming voice.

"I'm here to sell some magical artifacts. Do you buy them?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Tiezhu quickly and earnestly replied,

"What kind of magical artifact are you selling? Let me take a look."

Without wasting words, the burly man quickly pulled a defensive magic artifact from his pocket.

"Help me check how much this magical artifact is worth. Hurry, I'm in a rush. If we can trade it, let's do it right away."

"Okay, I'll take a look for you."

Zhao Tiezhu didn't dare to slack off and quickly took the magic artifact to examine it carefully.

He could tell at a glance that this was a mid-grade Yellow Rank magic weapon, an ordinary item.

In the cultivation world, magical artifacts are classified into three levels: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow, with Yellow being the lowest level.

This mid-grade yellow-rank artifact is only slightly better than the low-grade one; it's a type of magic weapon that's frequently found on the market.

"Sir, if you trust me, I'll give you a price right now, rather than wasting your time going in to find those elders. This magical artifact is worth six hundred spirit stones. What do you think?"