C5 The Mysterious Third Uncle
C5 The Mysterious Third Uncle
No one knew his name. They only called him Third Uncle. Usually, he would do this kind of swindling and swindling, deceiving countless ignorant rogue cultivators who passed by. Even in the families of Qingye Town, there were many juniors who had been deceived by this Third Uncle.
There would definitely be some people who would have doubts. Could it be that no one had gone to find trouble with this Third Uncle? Of course, there was a disciple from a big sect who had gone out to train. He had been deceived by Third Uncle until his body became bright. Only when he returned home did he find out that he had been deceived.
In a fit of anger, he called many experts from his sect and came to Qingye Town to find trouble with Third Uncle. One should know that there were a few Martial Arts experts among the people that ___ had called over. Even the one leading them was a Wu Zong expert.
In the Qingye Town, it was impossible to find such a figure even with lanterns. In the Qingye Town, Cultivator, who had the most number of people, was a martial artist. Most of them were the kind of people who could only stay at Level 9 Warrior's place for the rest of their lives and could not bury that gap.
There were only a few people who could become martial masters. The only Martial Arts warrior was the Town Marshal, and the Town Marshal was only a Level One Martial Arts warrior. He would never be able to climb to the top again.
The cultivation levels in this world were divided into nine categories: martial artists, martial masters, Martial Arts, Wu Zongs and Martial Emperor. There were also Martial Extreme, Martial Saint, Titled Fighters, and Martial God.
Being able to reach the Martial Extreme was equivalent to climbing to the peak of this world. Martial Saint and Titled Fighters were the ones who truly decided the direction of this world.
As for Martial God... it probably only existed in this category, because ever since the ancient era, there had never been a single Martial God.
Only this name was left behind, it was something that Lin Yaoyang and the other latecomers could imagine. Speaking of which, when the disciple of that sect brought his helpers to find Third Uncle, they had no idea what had happened.
The next day, only the Wu Zong left respectfully. He was facing Third Uncle's residence with his back facing the road. After walking for a few hundred meters, he turned around and left quickly.
None of the people who came with him saw them again. From then on, Third Uncle had become a taboo among the big shots in Qingye Town. No one dared to provoke him. There were a few families, including Lin Yaoyang's Lin Family. All of them had sent their men to get in touch with Third Uncle, but none of them received any response from him.
These families had no choice but to give up. At the same time, they warned their juniors not to provoke Third Uncle. It might be the tragedy of their families' extinction!
Furthermore, the head of the Demonic Tiger was obviously just an ordinary tiger. The Demonic Tiger's combat strength was equivalent to that of a Third Grade Martial Master. Moreover, the Qi of the Demonic Tiger was stored between the brows of the Demonic Tiger.
Therefore, there was a groove on the forehead of the Demonic Tiger. If that lucky fellow had killed the Demonic Tiger and obtained the Demonic Core, he would have taken it out from between the eyebrows.
However, the space between the eyebrows of this head was neat and tidy, and there was a groove there. Looking at these people who were watching, most of them were disciples of the family who had never gone out to train. Naturally, they didn't know what was different about the Demonic Tiger and an ordinary tiger.
Those mercenaries who went to the Demonic Beast Forest and dealt with the Demonic Beast all year round... No one surrounded them to watch. They all knew that this was just a trick to fool the fool, but these mercenaries... They were also happy to see the young masters and young ladies of these families being cheated. No one went up to remind them.
Lin Yaoyang smiled and shook his head, then turned around and left. He came to buy Demonic Core, not to waste time here.
What Lin Yaoyang didn't know was that when he turned around and left, Third Uncle, who was standing there and waving his hands and feet to deceive those young masters and young ladies, suddenly had his eyes focused. He looked deeply at Lin Yaoyang's back, and a thoughtful look flashed across his eyes.
Lin Yaoyang did not know about this. He was casually strolling around the market. He suddenly saw a shop selling weapons and his mind spun. He thought about the weapon that he had broken down earlier. Didn't he get 10 points? Why don't I buy more weapons and break them down to get points? And then quickly level up?
From zero to one, it cost Lin Yaoyang five points. From one to two, it only cost ten points. Lin Yaoyang thought, a weapon is worth 10 points. Buying an ordinary iron sword only cost one silver coin. How could he have these gold coins in his hands? He could push himself to the Martial Master realm, or even the Martial Arts realm!
Lin Yaoyang almost drooled as he thought about it. He rushed to the weapon store and picked up a sword. He asked the owner, "How much is this sword?"
When the owner of the weapon store saw that business was coming, he immediately perked up. He took a closer look at Lin Yaoyang and saw that his clothes were neat and tidy. He did not seem like a wild person at all.
He glanced and saw the badge on Lin Yaoyang's waist. There was a huge forest on it. The owner immediately realized that this was a disciple of the Lin Family, and the smile on his face became even more intense. These disciples of the ___ were stupid and rich. If they didn't take advantage of them, they wouldn't be able to get away with it.
The boss rolled his eyes, and an ordinary iron sword that only cost two silver coins suddenly appeared. He said, "Eight silver coins! No price!" After saying that, he even put on an expression as if he wanted to buy it or not.
When Lin Yaoyang heard this, he smiled and said, "This trash sword made from raw iron, you still want to sell it for two silver coins?"
When the weapon store owner heard this, he was not happy. He said in a strange tone, "What right do you have to say that my sword is a trash sword!? Let me tell you, I, Fatty Soong, have opened a weapon shop here for twenty years. Who dares to say that my sword is trash!?
Hey hey hey, young master, if you want to buy it, then buy it. If you don't want to buy it, then put my sword down and say it! Eight silver coins, no discounts!"
Lin Yaoyang frowned and lowered his head to carefully look at the sword in his hand. It had no luster at all. It was clearly a sword that had just been forged not too long ago. The color of the Sword Blade was a little dark. This was obviously a reflection of the blacksmith's skill.
Moreover, the Sword Blade was somewhat thick. Clearly, when the blacksmith was folding and forging, because his ability was not enough, the number of folding times was also not enough. It appeared that the sword body was extremely cumbersome.
The person who forged the sword must have also realized this. After the sword was finished, he spent a lot of effort to sharpen the sword. The edge of the sword looked to be very sharp.
However, Lin Yaoyang knew that this sword was useless. If he used this kind of trash during a fight, his life would be taken in minutes.