Chapter 23: The Fifth-Grade Alchemy Furnace
"Cut the chatter — just tell me whether your guild has a fifth-grade alchemy furnace or not." Chu Feng said with an impatient expression.
"We do. Please wait a moment, young sir!"
Seeing Chu Feng's impatient look, the blue-robed attendant stopped asking questions and slowly made his way upstairs.
Once the blue-robed attendant left, Chu Feng's gaze immediately shifted to the pretty young woman standing nearby.
Her figure was absolutely stunning, and Chu Feng found his eyes drawn to her at once, staring in a daze.
"If you dare keep staring like that, watch out — I'll gouge your eyes out!"
The pretty young woman sensed Chu Feng's gaze and looked up, glaring furiously at him!
Chu Feng heard her words and sheepishly looked away!
"Seems like once you've had a taste, you get addicted — I can't believe I got distracted by a woman just like that."
Chu Feng grumbled inwardly, thinking about when he should keep a woman by his side to occasionally take care of his physical needs.
His body constitution in this life was the Nine Yang Body — naturally vigorous by nature. Going without a woman nearby was truly unbearable!
Not long after, the blue-robed attendant came back down from upstairs, carrying a large alchemy furnace in his hands.
"Young sir, this is the fifth-grade alchemy furnace. The asking price is one hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones!" the blue-robed attendant said with a smile.
"Five hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones?"
Chu Feng hadn't expected a single alchemy furnace to cost five hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones!
In his previous life, Chu Feng had almost no concept of Spirit Stones and didn't understand the prices of goods at all.
Whenever he needed something, he would just mention it to Luo Xue, and she would take care of it for him.
Chu Feng swept his gaze over the Spirit Stones inside his storage ring.
Besides the ten thousand low-grade Spirit Stones Chu Wenshan had given him earlier, there were roughly two hundred and sixty thousand low-grade Spirit Stones he had seized after killing Liu Hanyan and her companions.
He currently had a total of two hundred and seventy thousand low-grade Spirit Stones — nearly half short of what he needed!
"If you don't have enough Spirit Stones, young sir, you could always choose a lower-grade alchemy furnace instead!"
The blue-robed attendant seemed to notice that Chu Feng's funds were tight, but still spoke with a smile.
"Hmph! If you don't have the Spirit Stones, don't come to our Wanbao Merchant Guild just to show off!" the pretty young woman beside him said with a light sneer.
Chu Feng had come in demanding a fifth-grade alchemy furnace, and on top of that had been sneaking glances at her private areas just moments ago.
The pretty young woman immediately felt that Chu Feng had come to the Wanbao Merchant Guild just to show off in front of her!
Chu Feng heard her words and gave her a calm, indifferent glance, paying no mind to her sneer!
"How many low-grade Spirit Stones can this demon core be traded for?"
Chu Feng produced the demon core of the demonized Flood Dragon and handed it to the blue-robed attendant.
Earlier, the demonized Flood Dragon had been slain by Grandma Li from Yaochi Holy Land, but she hadn't extracted the demon core. Chu Feng had thought it might be useful and taken it himself.
"A ninth level of the Mystic Spirit Realm Flood Dragon demon core!"
The blue-robed attendant took the demon core Chu Feng handed over, looking mildly surprised.
He could tell that Chu Feng's cultivation was only at the seventh level of the Spirit Entry Stage, yet somehow he had managed to obtain a ninth level of the Mystic Spirit Realm Flood Dragon demon core!
The pretty young woman also stared at Chu Feng in astonishment, filled with curiosity about how he had come by a ninth level of the Mystic Spirit Realm Flood Dragon demon core!
"I wonder how many low-grade Spirit Stones it's worth?" Chu Feng asked.
"Our guild can purchase it for three hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones!" the blue-robed attendant said after a brief deliberation.
"Good! Then I'll take the fifth-grade alchemy furnace!"
With that, Chu Feng retrieved two hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones from his storage ring and handed them to the blue-robed attendant.
"Deal!"
The blue-robed attendant accepted the Spirit Stones and smiled as he handed the alchemy furnace over to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng happily took the alchemy furnace.
With a fifth-grade alchemy furnace, he could now refine the Divine Origin Pill and rapidly advance his cultivation.
Ideally, the Divine Origin Pill would be best saved for when he broke through to the Heavenly Spirit Realm or the King Stage, but Chu Feng was in a hurry to advance his cultivation and couldn't afford to wait that long!
As long as he raised his cultivation stage, he would be able to refine even better pills in the future.
"May I ask who the young sir studies under?"
The blue-robed attendant felt certain that someone was backing Chu Feng — likely his master.
The Flood Dragon demon core must have been obtained by Chu Feng's master, and the fifth-grade alchemy furnace was also something his master wanted to buy.
"I have no master," Chu Feng said flatly.
"Then does the young sir know an Alchemist capable of refining fifth-grade pills?" the blue-robed attendant pressed, unwilling to give up.
"I do," Chu Feng said casually.
"Really?"
The blue-robed attendant was overjoyed upon hearing this!
The pretty young woman standing nearby also heard Chu Feng's words and, in a sudden burst of excitement, grabbed his hand and asked eagerly:
"Where is that Alchemist?"
"Far away on the horizon, yet right before your eyes," Chu Feng said with a faint smile.
"You?" The pretty young woman's expression froze the instant she heard that, and she immediately released Chu Feng's hand.
"That's right — I can refine fifth-grade pills," Chu Feng said with a light smile.
"Young sir, it would be best not to joke like that!" The blue-robed attendant's earlier excitement turned to mild anger upon hearing Chu Feng's words.
Chu Feng was so young — there was absolutely no way he could be a fifth-grade Alchemist.
By claiming to be a fifth-grade Alchemist now, Chu Feng was clearly just toying with them.
"Suit yourselves if you don't believe me," Chu Feng said indifferently.
With that, Chu Feng turned and made to leave.
Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside the entrance of the guild!
It seemed someone was trying to force their way in, but was being held back by the guards at the door.
At that moment, a guard clad in black armor hurried inside and addressed the pretty young woman and the blue-robed attendant:
"Young Miss, Manager Mu — the City Lord has brought a group of guards and is trying to force his way in. He says he wants to capture the murderer who killed his daughter!"
"Hmm? Xiao Ziyi is dead?" The pretty young woman was momentarily stunned!
"Let me go take a look." With that, the blue-robed attendant stepped out from behind the counter and walked briskly toward the entrance.
Hearing the black-armored guard's words, Chu Feng knew the City Lord had come looking for him.
Without hesitation, Chu Feng followed along toward the entrance as well.
The blue-robed attendant, walking ahead, stepped outside and took in the scene before him, then said in a grave voice:
"City Lord Xiao, what is the meaning of this? Why have you brought soldiers to surround our Wanbao Merchant Guild?"
At this moment, the outside of Wanbao Tower was ringed layer upon layer by soldiers from the City Lord's manor, with a crowd of onlookers gathered all around.
"Manager Mu, I have no intention of doing anything to the Wanbao Merchant Guild. I only want to capture the murderer who killed my daughter."
As the City Lord of Shangyang City, Xiao Tianhе was someone no one in Shangyang City dared to defy. His daughter Xiao Ziyi was likewise someone no one in Shangyang City dared to provoke.
Just moments ago, a servant had come to report that his daughter had been killed — her head blown apart — and the news had struck Xiao Tianhe like a bolt from the blue!
After tracing Chu Feng to the Wanbao Merchant Guild, Xiao Tianhe had immediately brought men to surround it.
Chu Feng had dared to kill his daughter — he would tear Chu Feng to pieces, and he would slaughter every one of Chu Feng's relatives and clansmen to accompany his daughter in death!
"Are you saying that our Wanbao Merchant Guild is harboring the murderer who killed your daughter?"
The Wanbao Merchant Guild was spread across the entire Eastern Desolate Continent, and Mu Changhai, as the branch manager of the Shangyang City chapter, was not the least bit afraid of Xiao Tianhe.
"That's not what I mean. It's just that my men traced the murderer who killed my daughter — he entered your Wanbao Merchant Guild just moments ago."
Xiao Tianhe seemed unwilling to offend the Wanbao Merchant Guild either, and explained himself in a conciliatory tone.
Mu Changhai heard Xiao Tianhe's words and turned to look at Chu Feng, who was slowly walking out.
"The one who killed his daughter was me," Chu Feng said calmly.