I Just Want To Quietly Kill Monsters And Upgrade

"Master sister, I just met a man in the Refining Association. I felt that the yang energy in his body was very pure, which was very suitable for our cultivation. It is a pity that that person has been pretending to be stupid. There is no response to the temptation."

"Junior Sister is also a wonderful person. That person can withstand the temptation. Could it be that the eunuch can't make it?"

"The eunuch doesn't have that kind of pure yang energy. He looks like a monk, but I'm sure he is not a monk because he doesn't behave like a monk."

"What's his name?"

"Ancient Desolate Sword Sage, from the Ancient Desolate City Refining Association, is an elite member."

"It turned out to be him?"

"Master sister, do you know the ancient desolate sword saint?"

"Hmph, it's really nowhere to look through the iron shoes. It didn't take much effort to find it. I didn't expect that he did not go to Taizhou, but came to Taizhou instead, so that he escaped the murder!"

"Master sister, could it be that this ancient sword saint was the one Qingcheng sent Zhao Jinghua to deal with?"

"Don't ask too much, just assume that nothing happened, don't divulge the news, just leave it to me!"

"Yes, Master Sister! But, even if I don't say anything, the news that the ancient sword saint came to Taizhou will be leaked out sooner or later."

"It's a day to be able to postpone a day. Okay, do what you should do. Don't participate in this matter."

"Yes, Master Sister!"

...

When Dong Qile knew that the older brother had been mistakenly sent to Taizhou, he immediately came to Taizhou to meet with the older brother.

Seeing Dong Qile rushing over, Yang Fan suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing to be sent to Taizhou by mistake. In addition to being able to participate in the Southeast Martial Forest Refining Competition, it could also attract the attention of those who robbed the materials. Naturally, The pressure on Xuan Kun and the others was not so great.

"Big brother!" Dong Qile came to Yang Fan and greeted excitedly. The big brother is not in the school, and he always feels that he lacks something. When he comes to the big brother, Dong Qile feels at ease.

Yang Fan asked, "What did the World Chamber of Commerce say?"

Dong Qile said: "It is still performed in accordance with the contract. If they can't trace the whereabouts of the materials within three days, they will first compensate 50% of the loss."

"Okay, let the people from the World Chamber of Commerce follow up for a while." Yang Fan nodded and continued: "Since you are here, I will give you a task."

"Senior brother, please say." Hearing that there was a task, Dong Qile was immediately excited.

Yang Fan said, "The sooner you can beat my reputation, the better. If you can be famous in the Martial Forest in the southeast, it will be more appropriate."

Yang Fan knew that only by hitting own's reputation, could he completely attract the attention of those who robbed the materials.

Of course, if Yang Fan can get the first place in the refining competition, he will naturally be famous in the Martial Forest in the southeast, but that is also a few days later, and the help to Xuankun and the others is very limited.

Therefore, Yang Fan thought to himself that he must be famous anyway, being famous early or late is the same.

"Big brother, this matter is on my body!" Dong Qile slapped his chest. He can't practice martial arts. He is the best at doing things like Haotou, helping the big brother to build a reputation. Isn't it simple?

Since Dong Qile had no help, Yang Fan asked A Qi and Xiao Ba to help him. With Dong Qile's talents, this should not be difficult for him.

After arranging the task for Dong Qile, Yang Fan went to a tailor shop and spent seven million copper coins to get seven binding grids for his own backpack.

The intermediate backpack can be equipped with up to ten binding grids. If you want more binding grids, you need to spend 10 million copper coins to upgrade the intermediate backpack to an advanced backpack.

Yang Fan felt that the intermediate backpack was enough, and there was no need to waste money to get a high-level backpack.

The advanced backpack has no other difference in function except that there are more binding grids than the intermediate backpack.

Of course, if it’s a premium backpack, don’t talk about it differently.

The premium backpack can load large items, and its functions are superior to the advanced backpack.

A premium backpack is not so much a backpack, as it is a space. There is more space than a basketball court. It is conceivable how many items can be loaded in such a space.

However, if a player wants to upgrade a high-level backpack to a premium backpack, it is not possible to do it with money, it also needs to have a certain reputation and status.

Half an hour later, Yang Fan walked out of the tailor shop. Just as he was about to go to the auction house, a burst of news spread throughout Taizhou City.

"Have you heard? The super local tyrant Dong's young master sits at the bank and takes the champion of the Southeast Martial Forest Refining Contest as a bet. If you bet on the ancient sword saint to win the championship, the odds are one for each, and the bet for others to win the championship is one. one hundred!"

"What? There is such a gambling method? Is this Dong family idiot? I pressed him to bankruptcy!"

"Isn't it? The master of the refining contest is like a cloud, who can guarantee that the ancient sword saint is the champion? This Dong family is either a fool or a scam. How can there be such absurd odds?"

"Yeah, who is this ancient sword saint? How dare to be so arrogant, I have to let this Dong family lose money."

"This gambling game is true. The Taizhou Refining Association has all testified. That Dong family eldest son took out three billion copper coins to sit in the bank, and it won't be until all the money is lost."

"Oh, my slot, this f*ck is really a tyrant, no, I have to hurry up and bet, I will lose my share when it's late."

"What are you excited about? The gambling bureau stipulates that everyone can only bet up to 10,000 copper coins. Even if they win, they can get up to nine hundred and fifty thousand after deducting taxes and fees. To a real local tyrant, it is just a mosquito leg, not worth it. Mention it."

"Mosquito legs are better than none, nine hundred and fifty thousand copper coins, I can't make it for a few months."

"Yeah, even if you do a frantic task, you can't make a lot of money in a month. This is a gamble that wins without losing money. If you don't make a bet, you are a fool!"

...

When Yang Fan heard the news, he felt a toothache. He wanted to ask Dong Qile, did the three billion copper coins come from the wind? This guy seems to be running out of money. He has seen crazy people, never seen such crazy people. It's so inhumane!

However, the title of Ancient Desolate Sword Sage has gained fame, and Yang Fan is also suffering from toothache. This is to force him to Liangshan.

Fight for 3 billion copper coins!

In order to practice the sands, fight it!

Regardless of whether he is in the limelight or not, it's over if he fights hard!

...

After hearing this news, a certain big sister was stunned for a while, she was still thinking about how to trap the ancient sword saint unconsciously, now it's all right, the plan is all in vain.

"Young Master Dong, dare to ruin this Miss's major event, I want you to have trouble walking around!" A certain master sister thought bitterly.

At the same time, Zhao Jinghua, the chief disciple of the Qingcheng faction in Taizhou, also received news from Taizhou. He broke the table in front with a touch, and a vicious look flashed in his eyes.

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