Chapter 8 This is too low

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Divine Soldier Pavilion, the place to buy weapons in Wind and Fire City's marketplace, where not only ordinary people use mortal weapons, but also martial artists use spiritual weapons.

  Spirit weapons, crafted with cherished materials, were incredibly sharp, sharpened iron like mud, and even added to a martial artist's ground combat strength.

  Like before, the longsword left behind by Han Junfei's father and later seized by Han Chuan was a spirit weapon.

  Spirit Soldiers, are mainly categorized into nine grades, and each grade is subdivided into lower, middle, and upper grades.

  This time, Han Junfei just wanted to purchase a spirit weapon first and use it to cultivate his sword technique.

  Han Junfei and Wen Yin, together, walked into the Divine Warrior Pavilion.

  In the Divine Soldier Pavilion, there were two rows of young and beautiful women standing, female shopkeepers who received customers inside the Divine Soldier Pavilion.

  But when Han Junfei and Wen Yin walked into the store, the female clerks all frowned, and none of them came forward to receive them.

  Han Junfei and Wen Yin are not very well dressed, Han Junfei wears simple coarse cloth clothes, and Wen Yin, is wearing a maid's clothes, these shopkeepers are old, a look know that the two people are not the kind of money.

  Naturally no one wanted to receive the two.

  Han Junfei frowned slightly and ignored it, reading it himself.

  In the Divine Soldier Pavilion, most of them are mortal soldiers, and there are very few first-grade spirit soldiers, and most of them are only first-grade lower-grade spirit soldiers, and there are very few middle-grade spirit soldiers, so Han Junfei turned around and only saw three middle-grade spirit soldiers.

  Han Junfei didn't fancy a handful of them, and if he wanted to buy one, he planned to buy a better one.

  "This gentleman, is there anything I can help you with? I can help you with your recommendations."

  At that moment, a timid voice rang out.

  Han Junfei turned her head to look, it was a young female clerk with a round face and a slightly reddish color, looking at Han Junfei and looking a bit rushed.

  She is the new clerk in this weapon store, she is shy and her performance is poor, just now she saw that no one received Han Junfei, so she came up boldly.

  "This girl has no performance this month, she is really anxious, what kind of people she receives? With my years of experience in this business, it's not bad for this kid to buy a ten taels of silver subway sword."

  "Isn't that so? I might as well stand here and rest for hosting such a hick?"

  Not far away, a few female shopkeepers looked at Han Junfei's side and whispered.

  Although the voice wasn't loud, it still reached the ears of Han Junfei, Wen Yin, and the others word for word.

  "Young master ......," Wen Yin pulled Han Junfei's sleeve.

  "It's fine!" Han Junfei smiled at Wen Yin, these were just ordinary people and he didn't bother to be general.

  Just as he was about to ask the round-faced female sales clerk if she had any more advanced Earth Spirit Soldiers, he was interrupted by a discordant voice.

  "Yoo-hoo-hoo, if it isn't Mr. Han Junfei! What brings you here?" As the voice fell, a man and a woman walked in.

  The male land had a pockmarked face and was not tall, but he was wearing a gorgeous silver robe.

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