Luo Qindao's eyes suddenly darkened, and he looked at the other party for more than ten breaths, and the atmosphere became tense.
The other party was not afraid of Luo Qindao and looked at him expressionlessly.
until.
"Master Luo is here?
come in."
A slightly majestic voice came from inside.
The gatekeeper Yaksha nodded slightly and turned sideways.
Luo Qindao snorted coldly and led Su Han into the hall with an expressionless face.
In the middle of the hall, there sat a tall Yaksha, whose aura was deeper than Luo Qindao's. Su Han estimated that he had at least a ten-kalpa golden body.
This person is none other than Zhao Jiaolong, one of the three deputy masters of the Shenbing Pavilion.
In addition to him, there are two Yakshas, both of whom are young and whose cultivation level is only around Seven Tribulations, one male and one female.
Their eyes glanced at Luo Qindao and then at Su Han, with a hint of arrogance on their faces.
"Eh..." After seeing the man and the woman, Luo Qindao's expression changed slightly. He did not salute Zhao Jiaolong, but first cupped his fists at the two of them and said, "Luo Qindao has met Mr. Fang and Miss Fang."
The status of these two people is higher than that of Zhao Jiaolong.
Su Han thought to himself.
The two of them were so young and had a higher status than Zhao Jiaolong. They were most likely the descendants of saints like Xuanyuan Po whom they had met in the Soul Clan.
"Master Luo, you're welcome."
Mr. Fang nodded lightly.
Miss Fang didn't say anything, as if she didn't hear Luo Qindao's greeting.
"Master Luo, why do you want to see me?"
Zhao Jiaolong said calmly.
"Is such that."
Luo Qindao stepped aside and pointed at Su Han, "This is Ximen Chuixue, a magic weapon craftsman from the south. He can forge eighth-level magic weapons. I would like to recommend him to join the Shen Weapon Pavilion."
An eighth-level divine weapon craftsman?
A few people glanced at Su Han a few times, but Zhao Jiaolong himself was a ninth-level magic weapon craftsman, and the two were descendants of saints, so the mere eighth-level magic weapon craftsman was not taken seriously by them.
"Master Luo, the master craftsmen recruited by our Divine Weapon Pavilion are all top-notch. I wonder what makes this Ximen Chuixue so outstanding?"
Zhao Jiaolong smiled lightly.
Bullshit top-notch people! No matter where they are, divine weapon craftsmen are rare resources and are what major forces are competing for. When the other party said this, he obviously wanted to reject his recommendation.
"I brought brother Ximen here today because I want Deputy Pavilion Chief Zhao to take the exam for the school."
Luo Qindao said in a deep voice.
"Master Luo, you are also a ninth-level divine weapon craftsman yourself, so there is no need for me to do anything more. However, during this period, there are indeed not enough places in the divine weapon pavilion.
You also know that the loss of the Condensing Fruit Tree last time also caused some damage to the Divine Weapon Pavilion. If we cannot create enough profits, we will not be able to support so many Divine Weapon Craftsmen."
Zhao Jiaolong smiled.
"What does Deputy Pavilion Master Zhao mean?"
Luo Qindao's face darkened.
Zhao Jiaolong smiled and said nothing.
After a few breaths passed, Luo Qindao nodded slightly, turned around and left with Su Han. The moment he turned around, his complexion became extremely livid.
After the two left, Mr. Fang smiled and said to Zhao Jiaolong: "Deputy Pavilion Master Zhao, the eighth-level divine weapon craftsman is considered a talent, why are you turned away?"
"Master Fang doesn't know something. Luo Qindao is extremely ambitious. I can't trust anyone he brings."
Zhao Jiaolong said calmly.
The two of them nodded slightly, understanding Zhao Jiaolong's thoughts in their hearts. This kind of faction fighting exists everywhere. Even among their brothers and sisters, wouldn't they also fight to the death for the inheritance of the saint?
"How did Deputy Pavilion Master Zhao think about what happened just now?
If we can get a place to go to the True Dragon Academy, we will definitely be rewarded in the future."
Mr. Fang smiled.
Zhao Jiaolong pondered, thinking about it for about ten breaths, and neither of them urged him.
"One year's tuition at True Dragon Academy is 10,000 top-quality spiritual coins. I can collect 40,000 top-quality spiritual coins for you two, but I hope that within three years, you two can pay me back 50,000."
Zhao Jiaolong said.
"fifty thousand?"
The two frowned slightly, then relaxed.
"No problem."
As long as you can go to the True Dragon Academy, you will have many more opportunities than here in the Holy City. Paying back an extra 10,000 top-grade spiritual coins in three years is nothing.
The other party can lend you 40,000 yuan, which is considered a great deal of face.
Given their status in the mansion, it would be difficult for them to find anyone who could lend them 40,000 top-quality spiritual coins. Even if someone was willing to befriend the descendants of the saint, they would not be able to lend them the money.
... Luo Qindao took Su Han all the way out of the Shenbing Pavilion. On the way, he looked gloomy and said nothing.
After an unknown amount of time, Luo Qindao slowly spoke: "Brother Ximen, Deputy Pavilion Master Zhao does not want you to join the Shenbing Pavilion, and there is nothing we can do in the short term.
If you don't mind it, there is also a trading house in the Holy City, where you can go and work.
Although his status is not as good as that of Shenbing Pavilion, the money he earns may not be less than that of Shenbing Pavilion.
It’s just that the trading house is in the black market and doesn’t have a good reputation.”
"black market?
It’s okay, Brother Luo can take me to have a look.”
Su Han smiled.
The black market is the best place to ship goods. In the Shenbing Pavilion, he can't sell large quantities of magic weapons openly, but it's different in the black market.
The magic soldiers there do not talk about their origins or whereabouts. They pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. The outstanding goods are paid in both directions without any debt to each other. This is very suitable for Su Han's purpose of making a fortune.
By the way, I can get closer to Luo Qindao and confirm whether the identity and origin of that human being is the one Beicang Mountain is looking for.
"I originally handed over the management of that trading house to a human slave.
If brother Ximen goes, I will order him to assist me."
Seeing Su Han agree, Luo Qindao had a smile on his face.
Su Han's eyes moved slightly and he nodded calmly.
Like Beicang Mountain, there are several black markets here, but they are all in the most remote areas of the Holy City.
Everyone walking here looked in a hurry. Luo Qindao took Su Han to a small courtyard. Someone in the courtyard saw Luo Qindao and immediately greeted him with a respectful expression: "Sir."
The person who came was none other than the human golden body that Su Han had met once in Luo Mansion.
"Li Tao, this is Ximen Chuixue, an eighth-level divine weapon craftsman."
Luo Qindao said in a deep voice.
"I have met Lord Ximen."
Li Tao looked at Su Han and cupped his fists.
Li Tao?
Didn't even change the name?
Do you think that no one from Beicang Mountain will be able to find him in the Holy City?
The other party's idea is indeed right.
If Su Han hadn't been able to disguise himself as a Yaksha, it would have been really difficult to find him.
"You're welcome."
Su Han smiled at Li Tao.
Luo Qindao took Su Han into the courtyard and introduced him all the way. Li Tao looked a little strange as he listened and couldn't help but look at Su Han a few more times.
"Elixirs, magic weapons, spiritual materials, I do everything here. As long as it's a profitable business, I'll do it."