Chapter 1794 This woman’s identity is not simple
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, the water in the tea cup in Sha Yuanzhong's hand suddenly spilled out. He said with a somewhat nervous expression: "Master Ye is joking, even a sixth-grade master has to lower his dignity to accept a fifth-grade inscription master. , this weight is naturally enough.
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"It's just... how come there is a fifth-grade inscription master in Starlight City? As far as I know, the city lord's mansion doesn't even have a third-grade inscription master, right?"
"That was before." Ye Feng grinned, showing his crystal white teeth, nodded and said, "I am not talented. I won the first place in the Inscription Masters Conference held in Jinhua Shangcheng City and was recognized by the Shangcheng Inscription Masters Association. Ranked among the fifth-grade inscription masters.”
As soon as the words came out, there was a sudden silence in the hall.
Sha Yuanzhong, Chi Wuyu, and Chen Xiao all stared at Ye Feng at the same time, with disbelief on their faces.
"What? Don't believe it? You can find out just by looking up. Forget it, that's too much trouble. We can't wait, so I'll show it to you two."
"It's not convenient to engrave an inscription at this time, so let's use mental power to prove it."
Seeing the "I don't believe it at all" expressions on the three of them, Ye Feng smiled helplessly and stretched out his hand to guide them.
A buzzing sound.
The vast sea of spiritual power suddenly bloomed in the hall, and the strong wind caused the tables and chairs inside to fly into the air.
In a moment, the majestic mental power transformed in the air and turned into thousands of threads, entangling the messy and flying tables and chairs. Under Ye Feng's careful control, he restored them to their original positions one by one, and there was no difference at all.
The light in the hall was a little dim, but the shock on the faces of the three people could still be seen.
"In this case, it should be able to prove my identity as an inscription master, right?"
Withdrawing his azure mental power, Ye Feng pursed his lips and said.
After a period of eerie silence, Sha Yuanzhong and others recovered from their shock.
"Ahem... I'm really out of my sight. I saw something wrong. Sha Yuanzhong was rude before, but I still look at Grandmaster Ye Haihan."
Sha Yuanzhong bowed and his attitude immediately became more respectful.
He had been lucky enough to witness the inscription of a fifth-grade inscription master at the Bishui Pavilion General Assembly, but the color of that master's mental power and the degree of mental power control were obviously much different from the Ye Feng in front of him.
There is no doubt that this boy who I thought was not simple back then has really become a fifth-grade inscription master with a high status, no less than the Tribulation Saint.
"Wow, the strength of the cyan mental power must be at least level fifteen. Is this the mental power of a fifth-grade inscription master? It's so powerful, much stronger than those fourth-grade old men in the Shangcheng branch."
Even Chi Wuyu sat upright in excitement and shouted exaggeratedly while still recalling the scene just now.
The most shocked person was naturally none other than Chen Xiao.
He can be said to be someone who knows Ye Feng inside and out. However, after just over a year apart, this kid actually became a fifth-level inscription master.
Such news was difficult for him to accept. It seemed that even his cognition was being subverted. Even the top inscription geniuses from the thirteen counties of the Shenwu Human Race could not achieve such a growth rate in just one and a half years. Bar.
And... the most terrifying thing is that Ye Feng's own martial arts cultivation is also extremely amazing.
For ordinary people, any of these are almost impossible to achieve. However, this kid actually blossomed on both sides and even bore fruit.
How special...
"You don't have to be polite, Grand Shopkeeper. As a fifth-grade inscription master, I must be able to obtain the Silver Medal of Bishui Pavilion. I wonder if I can buy something now?"
Ye Feng waved his hand casually, and after withdrawing his mental power, he changed the topic.
Sha Yuanzhong nodded repeatedly and replied: "Young Master Ye is joking. Grandmaster Inscription is here at our pavilion. That is the glory of my Bishui Pavilion. As long as Mr. Ye needs it, just ask."
"Of course... Regarding the silver medal, I have to report it to the General Assembly before I can apply for it. Please forgive me, sir."
He felt happy and excited at the same time. Fortunately, he did not listen to the rhetoric of the three sects and add insult to injury to the city lord's mansion. Otherwise, the person he would offend now would be a fifth-grade inscription master.
You can use your toes to think of Ye Feng's future status in the human race. A fifth-level inscription master, his appeal will never be inferior to that of a powerful person in the Holy Realm.
The reason for the excitement is that he has successfully recruited a silver medal worshiper for Bishui Pavilion, and is even a fifth-level inscription master. He is very likely to be directly promoted to the branch manager in the upper city.
Don't underestimate this reward. There are thirteen counties in Shenwu, and there are thousands of cities large and small. Even if you can only win over third- and fourth-grade inscription masters, when the number becomes large, it will develop into an extremely terrifying force. .
The fifth grade inscription master.
Only the Inscription City has a chance of appearing. The most profitable part of the Bishui Pavilion is the Inscription.
It’s no surprise that you got the promotion.
Almost instantly, Sha Yuanzhong made up his mind and decided to do his best to help the City Lord Mansion overcome the difficulties and make friends with Ye Feng, the inscription master.
"Haha, there's no rush about the silver medal."
"Now my city lord's palace needs a larger quantity of elixirs to enhance strength, as well as healing elixirs, and ice-type elixirs. It would be better if there are inscription materials..."
After listing the things he needed, Ye Feng thought for a while and then said: "I wonder what your pavilion's spiritual weapon is like?"
"Spiritual weapons... There are a batch of them, but they are not many."
Sha Yuanzhong looked troubled. Bishui Pavilion mainly deals in elixirs, spiritual herbs and inscriptions. Of course, there are also spiritual weapons, but the number is not large. In addition, some of them have been sold these days, which makes it somewhat stretched.
"Forty million……"
"Fifty million……"
"Sixty million..."
While the two were talking, Chi Wuyu on the side was already smiling, stretching out her long white fingers, and making calculations.
When she heard that Ye Feng asked for a spiritual weapon, she quickly said with a smile: "Who said there are not many spiritual weapons, enough?"
"Let you see my collection, waiting."
After saying that, without waiting for Sha Yuanzhong to ask questions, she ran down to the second floor with light steps.
"This is?"
Ye Feng was very interested. The personality of this new female shopkeeper was quite to his liking.
Sha Yuanzhong gave a wry smile and lowered his voice: "Miss Chi is from our association. As for her identity, I can't tell you for the time being. In order to train Miss Chi, the association specially asked her to temporarily fill the vacancy in Hezhuang, saying that she would wait until she earns enough. With a profit of 100 million spirit stones, she can be transferred back to the Federation."
"For more than half a year, I have been having a lot of headaches. Fortunately, thanks to Mr. Ye's business, Miss Chi can finally complete the task. I hope she... can go back soon. Otherwise, if something happens in our lower town, I will I can’t hold my old bones back…”
Sha Yuanzhong's words made Ye Feng smile for a while.
No wonder the female shopkeeper dared to openly defy Sha Yuanzhong and sell them pills before, but this time she eagerly recommended spiritual weapons to him.
It turns out that this woman’s identity is not simple...
