Chapter Thirty-Two: Massive Wealth, Obtain the Devil Sword!

ne and even invited him to leave Tianshao City together, riding on the Phoenix Spirit!"Here comes someone!"Xia Yi roared angrily.Suddenly, an underling rushed in and knelt before Xia Yi.Xia Yi: “Dispa...The next day.

Early one morning, Yunhao found his father and gave him the secret manual of martial arts.

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Yun Tian Kuo saw the secret manual was not the original one, but a copy made by Yun Hao. He didn't mind though, just reminding him with a sentence: "Hao'er, remember well, don't lose the original one.

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After all, it's the owner's stuff.

Yun Hao hummed in response and said, "Father, rest assured,

I know when to leave. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave.

Yun Tiankuo just got the secret manual, and he also wanted to study it as soon as possible so that he could point Yun Hao in the right direction later. So he said, "You stay home well, don't go out and run around!"

A few moments later.

Yun Hao immediately left Kuangjian Martial Arts Hall and headed straight for Baodan Building.

The day before yesterday.

The chief alchemist of Baodan Building, Xu Yin, had already given the old pawnbroker Li Zhenggang the tonic that removed the poison from his body. Since there had been progress in this matter, it was time to see how profitable it was.

Because... they're short on silver!

He needs to prepare a good sword.

The Su family possessed a broken magic sword, and whether it was suitable or not, Yun Hao wasn't sure. Therefore, he had to prepare for both possibilities. If necessary, he would buy a new one with a large sum of money.

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In a luxurious room of Baodan Lou, sandalwood smoke drifted gently.

Yún Hào sat on a chair covered with beast pelts, sipping a spirit tea.

It's so-so.

I had absolutely no interest in the delicacies and fruits laid out on the table; I didn't even glance at them.

This is the time.

Xu Yin hurried into the room, closing the door behind him. He stood before Yun Hao in a submissive and respectful posture, saying, "Young Master Yun, I'm so sorry. I was dealing with some matters at Baodan Tower just now, which caused you to wait."

Yún Hào said calmly, "How is the progress on the Body-Nurturing Soup"

Xu Yin immediately said, "I've already spread the word in Liuyun City's alchemy circle. One bowl of medicine costs 10,000 taels of silver. Even for the mildest case of poison, you need to take at least seven bowls."

Yun Hao's eyes flashed.

Letting Xu Yinlai do this was the right decision.

His status and position, displayed here, are at the pinnacle of alchemists in Liu Yun City.

And, this guy is ruthless enough.

A bowl of health-preserving soup, costing only a few dozen taels of silver, he can sell for ten thousand taels!

Ten thousand taels of silver is not a lot for an alchemist.

Even if it takes seven bowls of nourishing broth, and only costs seventy thousand taels of silver, to remove the inner alchemical poison, no alchemist would refuse.

Xu Yin said, taking out a thick stack of silver notes from his storage ring.

"Young Master Yun, this is the earnings from selling health tonics these past few days. It totals four hundred and ninety thousand taels of silver. I was just thinking of finding some time today to deliver it to the Crazy Sword Martial Hall."

Within just a few days, 490,000 taels of silver were in hand.

As for the cost, it's only a few hundred ounces.

Of course.

Yunhao also knew that Liuyun City was too small, with only a handful of alchemists. In the future, he wouldn't earn much silver selling the nourishing soup here.

If the health tonic is promoted to a wider area, more problems will arise. He didn't consider any of these issues.

He doesn't care about money.

Let's talk about that later.

Yun Hao received the silver note and got up to leave.

Xu Yin stared at Yun Hao with wide eyes.

Yún Hào stopped and said faintly, "You should take a few more days of the nourishing soup to adjust your body. When you're in slightly better shape, I'll start removing the trouble caused by refining the Bì Xuè Zhù Tǐ Dān."

Xu Yindun let out a sigh of relief.

Cloud Hao, you finally remembered this...

He said insincerely, "

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"If Young Master Yun is busy, then there's no need to rush, no need to rush..."

………

Noon.

The sun is blazing high in the sky.

After circling the city of Flowing Clouds, Yun Hao returned to Kuang Jian Martial Hall.

One morning, I went through all the weapon shops, including Su's Armory, but I couldn't find a suitable sword.

"Master, you're finally back."

As soon as Yun Hao stepped into the martial arts academy, a servant hurried forward and said, "

The young master of the Su family came early and was waiting for the young master.

The fat man has arrived.

Yun Hao knew it must be the mark of his swordsmanship he had given him that was taking effect.

All morning, I couldn't find a suitable sword. My last hope rested on the magic sword from the Su family. If that sword didn't fit either, then I would have to spend time collecting materials and forge one myself.

A moment later.

Yunhao found the fat man in the back kitchen of Kuangjian Martial Arts Hall.

This guy was carrying a wine bottle in one hand and a plump roast chicken in the other, eating with his mouth full of oil.

"Yun Xiong, I'm so glad you're back…"

The fat man still had chicken in his mouth and mumbled.

Yunhao: “....Fat Brother, how is your meal”

The fat man let out a sly chuckle and said, "Your Crazy Sword Martial Arts Hall, the only thing that attracts me is this roasted chicken. It's so fragrant."

He said.

I took another big bite, and only then reluctantly put down the wine and meat. I said to Yun, "Brother Yun, the mark you left in my jade pendant really worked. Hanging it on that demon sword, the sword spirit immediately stopped pestering my father."

"No, no, my father specifically asked me to invite you home as a guest. Thank you for your help, and this will also allow you to get a closer look at that sword you've been wanting to see."

In a few days, my father is going to sell that magic sword. He doesn't want it anymore. It's too sinister, all cracked and unusable. Keeping it at the Su household, my father is afraid something else will happen!

Yunhao nodded and said, "Then let's go now."

"Alright!"

After finishing his words, the fatty picked up the roasted chicken, gnawing only its bones, and ate the last remaining bits of meat.

Yun Hao: “......Bring people!”

The servant immediately hurried over.

Yun Hao: "Have the kitchen prepare ten roasted chickens. Once they're done, send them straight to the Su family."

The fatty man was instantly touched, spreading his arms wide, wanting to give Yun Hao a big hug with his greasy hands.

Yun Hao shifted his feet, dodging out of the way.

Even the fat man wasn't embarrassed, and he chuckled with a sly smile, saying: "Only my good friend Yun understands me!"

Su's family.

The fatty man, accompanied by Yun Hao, came to the door of a forge.

"Yunxiong, if you have your eye on that demon sword, I'll have my father send it to you directly. After all, you can control the sword spirit of that demon sword, so you don't have to worry about the sword spirit causing trouble."

"When I'm tired of it, I'll just sell it. Selling it for 20 to 30 thousand taels of silver should be no problem!"

The fat man lowered his voice and said, directly selling his father.

Yun Hao smiled calmly: “Let’s see first.”

The fat man nodded, then opened his mouth wide and shouted loudly, "Father, I've brought Cloud brother here."

Then.

The furnace room door was opened from within.

A gaunt, middle-aged man with thinning yellow hair and a haggard face emerged.

This person.

It was Fatty's father, the head of the Su family, Su Zhenming.

Yun Hao had met Su Zhenming before. In his impression, he was a gentle and refined man with an elegant bearing.

Now, it's like this. It's clear that it was severely tormented by that magic sword!

"I have met your father."

Yún Hào opened his mouth and took the initiative to greet him.

Su Zhenming sized up Yun Hao, his deep-set eyes gleaming. After a moment, he said, “Young Master Yun, you have been in seclusion for many years, yet I never expected that you would possess such a powerful method of suppressing sword spirits. I am truly impressed.”

Thanks to Cloud Master's help, I was able to escape the sea of suffering and no longer be tormented by the Demon Sword.

Before Su Zhenming could finish speaking.

The fat man impatiently said, "Father, why are you being so polite And all this flowery language... My brother Yun is a straightforward person, he doesn't like your kind of talk."

If you want to thank Brother Yun, don't be too petty. Be generous, otherwise, how will your son and I behave in front of Brother Yun in the future

Su Zhenming glared fiercely at him, wishing he could slap the fat man.

Yun Hao smiled faintly and said, "Master Su, my brother and I are the best of friends. My brother has helped me many times in the past, so when it came to the Demon Sword matter, I only did a little bit, nothing to mention."

The fat man let out a chuckle and said, "Father, look, my brother Yun speaks so nicely!"

Su Zhenming now wants to kill this fat son!

"Alright, Father, hurry up and take out that Demon Sword so Cloud can have a good look at it!"

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Su Zhenming looked at Yun Hao and said, "

"Young Master Yun, that demonic sword is too evil. Just take a look at it, but please don't become obsessed with it. Wait here for me, I'll go retrieve the sword."

Having said that.

Su Zhenming turned around and went to retrieve the magic sword. to Tianji Daoist!This is the ancestor god of the human race!The ultimate powerhouse who has reached the end of the path to godhood!Looking at the entire divine realm and all races, it is also the str...