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"Perfect timing. I heard that Shaha is going to Labod in the next few days to discuss the distribution channels for the black stone mine. I'll give him the money and have him buy it for me."

Thinking this, Li Wei picked up three pargo tickets and went out, turning left to go to Shaha's room.

Inside the room, Shaha was discussing the business of the Black Stone Mine with the old steward, Old Bahei. When Li Wei arrived, he briefly explained his purpose and then asked Shaha if he knew where to buy martial arts techniques in Labodo.

"Martial arts?" Shah thought carefully. Although he didn't go to Labrador often, he always rushed around doing business.

Moreover, he was not an ascetic and did not pay much attention to martial arts. However, when he stayed or ate at the inn in Labdatta, he would inevitably hear people around him talking about the Shhaman Auction House in the city.

The Shhaman Auction House sells everything. Shah seemed to have overheard someone next to him at dinner saying they were going to the Shhaman Auction House to buy martial arts manuals. He also remembered that the two guests next to him at the time seemed to have said that the Shhaman Auction House had a martial arts manual that couldn't be sold every year, which was the most interesting thing about Rabodo in the last ten years. Everyone was waiting to see which year it would be sold.

After all, it's quite rare for a martial arts manual at the Brahma Moon level to fail to sell at the Brahma Star level, always going unsold at auction.

"Salma, leave this to me. The Shhaman Auction House in Labdaw is selling martial arts manuals. When I went there last time, I overheard the guests talking about it," Shaha replied, and then chuckled as he recounted the amusing story he had overheard from the two guests.

Every year, a Brahma Moon-level martial arts manual at the Shhaman Auction House goes unsold, fetching only 10,000 pagos. Usually, a Brahma Moon-level martial arts manual would cost at least 30,000, and sometimes even over 100,000, but this one couldn't even sell for 10,000 pagos.

Li Wei immediately became curious: "Are you sure that a Brahma Moon-level martial art costs 10,000 pagos and has failed to sell at auction for ten consecutive years?"

"Yes." Sofa thought for a moment, then nodded; his memory was quite good.

He remembered that two guests next to him said that the Brahma Moon-level martial arts that failed to sell at auction had been bought by someone else, but he couldn't master it no matter what he did at home. That person was a Brahmin who had mastered the Brahma Sun martial arts passed down in his family, but couldn't master the Brahma Moon.

The man felt cheated and angrily returned the martial art. After returning it, the martial art was sold to several more people, but none of them could learn it. The difficulty of this Brahma Moon martial art was even greater than that of many other martial arts, such as the Great Brahma Sun.

Therefore, many people felt that there was something wrong with this martial art, which led to it not being able to be sold at auction for a long time.

But Shhamman Auction House is persistent; despite unsold lots every year, they still hold auctions every year.

Shah explained the matter to Li Wei in detail, and Li Wei was intrigued.

Generally speaking, there is a general rule in martial arts: the more difficult a skill is to master, the greater its power once mastered.

The difficulty of a martial art at the Brahma Moon level exceeds that of many Great Brahma Sun levels. What does this mean? Perhaps it is a very unusual martial art.

Others might not be able to learn it, but he's not afraid. He has martial arts talismans, so he can learn anything.

Moreover, with only 10,000 pagos, his 30,000 pagos would most likely only be enough to buy a Brahma Star-level martial art, and he might barely be able to afford a Brahma Moon-level one, but he would be unable to buy it if someone else raised the price.

But now there is a high-quality Brahma Moon-level martial art, and it's so cheap. It's just a little difficult to learn, but that's no problem for him at all.

With that in mind, Li Wei immediately told Shaha to go to the Shhaman Auction House and acquire the Brahma Moon-level martial arts manual.

Shaha hesitated for a moment, then nodded without asking why.

Just in case, Li Wei was also worried that the reason this Brahma Moon martial art failed to sell might not be because it was too difficult to learn, but because there was something wrong with the technique itself.

So he instructed Shaha to buy the Brahma Moon-level martial arts manual for 10,000 pagos, and then use the remaining money to buy him a Brahma Star-level martial arts manual.

Shaha nodded after listening, and then Liwei gave all the instructions before leaving.

About two hours later, around noon, Shah, Lao Bahei, and another servant decided to get the matter settled immediately with Liwei. Originally, the three of them planned to go to Labdok two days later.

Shaha decided to set off immediately at noon today. The three of them, master and servant, rented a horse-drawn carriage in Tuli Town, and the horse-drawn carriage began to travel towards Labod.

The Brahma is not an ordinary horse. It is a descendant of gods from ancient times, more than twice the size of a regular horse, with limbs as thick as an elephant and a mane that gleams with a faint golden light.

Moreover, its speed is incredibly fast, covering a thousand miles a day.

If you were to travel by ordinary horse-drawn carriage to Labdaw, it would take a month.

But with a horse, it can be reached in five days.

The price of renting a Vanma horse is also very expensive, costing 100 pagos per day. However, there's no way around it, as these horses are very rare, with only about ten in the entire town of Tuli.

……

Five days later, Shah and two servants drove a carriage, covered in dust, over mountain trails, and arrived at Labdal.

As the dim sun slowly set, the sky in the distance turned a faint red, and a city that stretched as far as the eye could see, resembling a black behemoth, appeared before Saha.

Although it wasn't the first time they had seen the majestic Laputa, the three of them, including Saha, stopped their carriage and gazed at it in silence upon seeing it again.

In the distance, the dim sunlight illuminated the majestic black walls of Labdava, which lay sprawled across the land like a colossal black beast. The walls stretched as far as the eye could see, their boundaries seemingly endless. Beside this giant city lay seven smaller cities, like the outstretched wings of a black eagle, protecting it from above.

This is the place where two million people live.

From Shaha, one can also see that the city gates are bustling with people. The guards standing on both sides are wearing gilded armor, are two feet taller than ordinary people, have light brown skin, and have horns on their heads. They are the mixed-blood descendants of the low mountain giants. It is said that their ancestors had blood mingled with the gods of the heavens. Their eyes are amber, and their pupils contract like those of a hawk. When they scan the crowd, they exude a sense of majesty.

Looking further into the distance, you can see pavilions in the sky to the northwest of the city that reach all the way to Cloud City. Moving your gaze to the right, you can see a colossal bronze pillar reaching the heavens in the very center of the city.

In the very center of Labrador, there is the spacious Indra Square, large enough to accommodate 30,000 people at the same time. In the very center of the square stands a towering Indra Flag Column, cast in bronze, its surface densely covered with the oaths of the Aryan kings during the First Covenant of Kings, as well as a portrait of the kings swearing an oath around the Sun King.

The top of the pillar is carved with a golden roc spreading its wings as if about to take flight under the blazing sun, its wingtips gleaming dazzlingly in the sunlight.

The ruling Brahmin of Labdava is said to have greatly admired the Sun King, so he commissioned the construction of a giant bronze pillar in the center of his city, depicting the scene of the Sun King summoning the Aryan kings to their first covenant.

Shaha and his two servants entered Labdatta in silence.

The moment you pass through the city gate, a cacophony of noise washes over you like a tidal wave.

It wasn't the hustle and bustle of a market; it was the breath of the entire city.

The street was wide enough for eight oxcarts to pass side by side, and the shops on both sides were not built of stone, but grew out of the earth—living sal and ebony trees were activated by ancient tree whisperers with secret methods, their branches intertwining and climbing up layer by layer to grow into seven-story pavilions.

The wooden walls are covered with gold leaf and indigo paint. The carved railings are not carved, but rather mandala patterns formed by branches growing naturally. Each flower is inlaid with moonstone, which emits a faint blue light at night.

You can see all sorts of people on this street.

Several mountain yakshas with dark brown skin and flame patterns painted on their foreheads were bargaining with the shopkeeper. The yakshas were as sturdy as ancient trees, and their amber pupils gleamed slightly in the dim light. They poured out handfuls of uncut gems from their pouches in exchange for the Kashmir wool carpets that hung upstairs and floated on their own.

In the shadows of the corner, a wandering monk draped in an orange robe sat with his eyes closed. But upon closer inspection, his body was translucent, and his legs beneath the robe had transformed into wisps of blue smoke—the final form of a yogi who had achieved the "rainbow body," before completely merging into the void. He chanted incantations, and with each breath, a string of tiny, firefly-like Sanskrit characters floated from his lips, swirling three times before dissipating into the twilight.

Several Gandharva merchants, their heads wrapped in snow-white turbans, led six-legged camels through the crowd. They exuded a strange fragrance, a mixture of sandalwood and jasmine—not perfume, but their innate body scent. On the backs of the camels sat copper pots taller than a person, their mouths sealed with cryptic runes, from which faint music emanated. This was the "Sound Souls" they sold—secretly preserved sounds of the forest wind, the roar of waterfalls, and the song of nightingales, sold to the wealthy of Labdatta to decorate their courtyards.

Several snow-capped mountain dwellers, their skin almost translucent and their hair studded with ice crystals, squatted in front of the snake charmer's stall. They wore heavy woolen robes, their eyes wide as they stared at the snake raised in the bamboo basket. But it was no ordinary snake—a pair of transparent cicada wings grew from its seven-inch-long neck, and a lotus flower, yet to bloom, swelled on its head. This was a distant relative of the Naga people; once the lotus flower on its head split open and its third eye opened, it could transform into human form and speak human language.

"It's so lively!" Shaha exclaimed. He walked along the street for a while, then looked up at the sky to the northwest and saw a scene he would never forget.

There are towering pavilions in the sky that reach the clouds, and outside the pavilions, women sing, but they are no ordinary people.

It was a Kinnara—a descendant of celestial musicians, with a human body and bird feet, and wings on her back. Her face was so beautiful that it seemed otherworldly, but her eyes were pure gold with vertical slits in the pupils. The woman held a Vena lyre in her hands, the body of which was carved from a single piece of ebony, with a horse's head carved on the headstock. The strings shimmered with a faint golden light in the sunlight.