As expected, there was a blacksmith shop nearby that forged kitchen utensils such as kitchen knives, spoons, and iron pots.
Fang Zhixing entered the shop and picked up a kitchen knife to examine it closely.
The blade was jagged, the thickness of the knife body was uneven, and it had a slightly poor balance.
It was nothing more than a subpar kitchen knife.
The store owner came over, rubbing his greasy hands, and said with a nod and a bow, "Young master, what would you like to purchase?"
Fang Zhixing asked, "Do you know where I can find knives for sale, the very good kind?"
The shop owner took a deep look at the Second Level Treasure Saber at Fang Zhixing’s waist, was visibly shocked, and replied earnestly, "There’s a ’Treasure Store’ at the East Market, a century-old shop, where you can have a look."
He raised his hand and pointed in a direction.
Fang Zhixing understood and thanked the owner before turning and leaving.
A moment later, he found the Treasure Store.
Today there was a temple fair, with various goods on sale at a discount.
The Treasure Store was crowded with many people eagerly picking out weapons that suited them.
Fang Zhixing strolled around the shop and asked a shop assistant, "What’s the highest grade of weapon you have here?"
The assistant proudly said, "Second Level treasure swords, our shop has collected three of them, all are the treasures of our store, would you like to take a look?"
Fang Zhixing shook his head, expression slightly disdainful, without a word.
At this time, he heard a few people discussing nearby.
"I heard that the Wang Family in Qingyin Lane is holding an auction for their property."
"Yes, the ancestors of the Wang Family have been high officials. It’s a pity that wealth doesn’t pass three generations. Now they’ve fallen on hard times and have to auction off their property to pay off debts."
"I heard the ancestors of the Wang Family especially liked to collect precious weapons. There must be a lot of private treasures in the house. Come on, let’s try our luck."
A few people went together.
Seeing this, Fang Zhixing immediately followed.
Soon, the group arrived at the Wang Family residence in Qingyin Lane.
At this time, the Wang Family was having a clearance sale, with chairs, tables, beds, etc., all laid out for sale.
Fang Zhixing entered the residence, strolled around, and soon spotted the Family Head.
The family head was a slovenly middle-aged man with a blob of fat for brains, who, due to his obsession with eating, drinking, and gambling, had racked up a huge debt and thus been reduced to selling off his ancestral property.
Fang Zhixing straightforwardly said, "I’m here to buy weapons."
The fat Wang Family Head laughed and said, "Wait a moment, those treasures collected by my grandfather are for auction only, not individually sold."
Fang Zhixing frowned and asked, "When is the auction?"
The Wang Family Head replied impatiently, "Wait a little longer, until more people arrive."
Fang Zhixing was not in a hurry, and patiently stood aside waiting.
As the sun set and twilight fell, the yard filled with people.
The Wang Family Head called out, "Can a few strong folks come over and help carry out the weapons?"
Immediately, some volunteered to help.
Soon, a weapon rack was brought out.
Fang Zhixing glanced over and noticed there were a total of seven weapons on the rack: four swords, two knives, and one Flower Axe.
The Wang Family Head announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, I’ll give you the time of a cup of tea to check the grade of the weapons, and then we’ll start the auction. The highest bidder wins."
Fang Zhixing stepped forward immediately. He was tall and big and pushed the others aside directly.
The people around turned pale, changing their expressions and not daring to compete with him for position.
Fang Zhixing first picked up a long sword.
[First Level Upper Grade Longsword: Length 122 cm, Width 11 cm, Weight 6.8 kg]
Failing to be intrigued, Fang Zhixing put down the longsword and picked up the second sword.
Pulling out the sword, it was limp.
[Second Level Middle Grade Soft Sword: Length 172 cm, Width 8 cm, Weight 29.8 kg]
Although it was a soft sword, it was made of genuine materials and deserved a smirk.
After mentally appraising it, Fang Zhixing put down the soft sword and picked up the other two swords.
One was Second Level Low Grade, another was Second Level Middle Grade.
Then, Fang Zhixing picked up the Flower Axe.
[Second Level Low Grade Flower Axe: Axe width 16 cm, Handle length 233 cm, Weight 369 kg]
Seeing this, Fang Zhixing shook his head and quickly put down the Flower Axe.
He then looked at the two knives. Judging by their shapes, one was a common long knife and the other a heavy Broad Knife.
[Second Level Middle Grade Long Knife: Length 162 cm, Width 15 cm, Weight 42 kg]
[Second Level Low Grade Broad Knife: Length 212 cm, Width 36 cm, Weight 728 kg]
Fang Zhixing picked them up and put them down, showing no emotional fluctuation.
Then he turned around and left, leaving behind a crowd of onlookers looking at each other in confusion and wondering what had just happened.
The night sky was rising, and the stars were vast and magnificent.
Inside and outside the County, it was a lively scene, becoming a city that never sleeps.
Bundles of fireworks rushed into the sky, exploding with a bang, vibrant with colors, brilliant beyond compare.
Fang Zhixing and Hongye played until late into the night before they returned to Yixiang House.
Upon reaching the front gate, there was no one to open the door.
The gate was locked from the outside.
Hongye took out her key and went to unlock the gate herself, whispering with a soft smile, "Today is a grand gathering, so I gave all the servants at home a vacation."
Fang Zhixing understood and had no objections.
They opened the door and entered the courtyard, walking along.
Out of the blue, Xigou’s transmitted voice came through, "I smell strangers, more than one."
Fang Zhixing’s face darkened as he quietly slowed his pace and suddenly embraced Hongye, whispering in her ear.
Hongye protested coquettishly, "What’s the rush, let’s go back to the room and then..."
Before she could finish, Fang Zhixing interrupted, "There are intruders in the courtyard, escape to the civilian houses across the main street first."
Hongye held her breath and nodded slightly.
Fang Zhixing let go of Hongye and asked loudly, "Hongye, have you forgotten something?"
Hongye caught on and replied, "Oh no, I left the goods I bought at the gate, I’ll go get them now."
She lifted her skirt and ran back to the gate, opened it, and ran out.
Almost simultaneously, Fang Zhixing’s eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and the scene in his vision changed accordingly.
Hidden in the bamboo grove not far away were two men, each holding a crossbow arrow.
Behind the arched gate, two people were hiding, each holding a long sword.
Another figure was behind a column under the eaves, large and powerful with strong Qi-Blood, clearly more formidable than the other four.
"Xigou, five people in total."
Fang Zhixing informed Xigou of the five people’s positions through transmission.
Xigou replied, "Hmm, I also smell five strangers, let me handle the four weaker ones."
The man and the dog quickly assigned their targets.
An odd sound came from Fang Zhixing’s body, and his frame swiftly swelled up, growing to a height of 2.6 meters.
Standing there, his disproportionate body was extremely eerie, full of a sense of oppression.
Blood Sea Dominator!!
Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and charged out abruptly, like an arrow off the bowstring, heading for the eaves.
The man behind the column under the eaves was startled and shouted without thinking, "Fire the arrows!"
Not until this moment did the two men hidden in the bamboo grove react, hastily aiming with their crossbow mechanisms.
However, Fang Zhixing was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had charged under the eaves.
In their urgency, they released their arrows in a hurry.
Two bulky arrows shot out explosively.
The arrows only hit an afterimage and passed straight through, then struck the wall behind.
The two arrows were powerful, almost drilling through the wall, with more than half their length buried into it.
A sudden roar erupted.
The two archers turned their heads to look and were instantly so frightened that their hair stood on end.
Two Maned Wolves pounced on them, knocking them to the ground, claws flying, tearing their bodies apart.
Almost at the same time, the two people behind the arched gate found themselves suddenly surrounded by six Maned Wolves.
The two men were dumbfounded, their faces displaying disbelief.
But they did not panic, seemingly very confident in their own strength, they swung their swords to chop without a second thought.
Fang Zhixing brought up a gust of wind as he charged under the eaves, lifted his right leg, and lashed out with a whip kick toward the column.
An obscured figure was then forcefully sent backward.
The column broke in the middle like it was made of paper, and the eaves collapsed.
The figure flipped backwards, jumping from under the eaves into the yard.
Fang Zhixing followed close behind and threw a punch at the figure.
Seeing this, the figure rooted its feet to the ground, its fingers turning into claws, and boldly met the attack head-on.
A circular wave of air spread out!
The figure only felt a mighty force striking, and staggered back seven or eight steps.
The moonlight shone on him, revealing a man in black with a masked face.
His right claw trembled violently, then the thumb and index finger began to swell, swelling up like being inflated, until with a pop, they burst open!