After returning to the room on the third floor, Ji Tianxing took off his mask.
His expression was a little solemn, and his heart was heavy.
Although he had long expected that when the Red Star Flower was in full bloom, many forces would take notice and rush to the Taiye Mountains to snatch it.
But he didn't expect that hundreds of warriors had gathered in just one inn in Taiye Town.
These warriors basically have the strength of the True Yuan Realm, and there are several masters who are above the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm.
As for the body refining realm warriors, there are quite a few, but they are all here to join in the fun, and there is basically no hope of capturing the Red Star Flower.
For Ji Tianxing, the warriors in this inn are all his potential competitors or enemies!
There are so many warriors just living in the inn, but how many forces and warriors are there who are not living in the inn and are hiding in the dark?
Thinking of this, Ji Tianxing felt increasingly heavy in his heart.
After nightfall, after dinner, he sat cross-legged on the bed to practice and continued to refine his sword energy.
Although the amount of sword energy has reached its limit, he absorbs the vitality of heaven and earth to make each sword energy more solid and more powerful.
By the time he had condensed and strengthened all twelve sword energies, three hours had passed.
At midnight, Laifu Inn fell into silence.
Most of the tenants have gone to bed, and only one light is still on in the lobby.
After Ji Tianxing finished his work, he walked to the window and prepared to close the window and sleep.
But out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of what seemed to be two figures in the corner of the backyard, squirming quietly.
The two warriors were both wearing black clothes and seemed to be wearing masks. They moved very cautiously and did not make any sound.
Although the night was dark, Ji Tianxing could vaguely see the two men carrying a large box and quietly reaching the back door.
The two quietly opened the back door and carried the box out.
Ji Tianxing frowned, vaguely feeling that something was fishy.
He subconsciously walked out of the room and quietly walked toward the back door of the yard.
He wore a black cloak and a mask, and could sneak in the night without fear of being discovered.
When he chased him to the back door, he saw the two warriors carrying the box and entering an alley along the courtyard wall.
He followed up quietly, not daring to get too close in order to avoid being discovered by the other party.
After a while, two masked warriors carried the box deep into the alley and carried the box into a dark room.
Then they withdrew and quietly returned to the Laifu Inn.
Ji Tianxing hid in a dark corner of the alley, holding his breath without making any sound.
After the two warriors left, he got into the dark room.
The room seemed to have been unoccupied for many years, and it had a rotten smell. There were spider webs everywhere, and the floor was covered with dust and debris.
Ji Tianxing searched and groped in the dark for a while before he found the big box in a pile of firewood in the corner.
He tried lifting it and found that the big box was very heavy, as if it was filled with steel or stone.
Confused, he took out a fire stick, lit a fire, and looked into the box by the faint light of the fire.
After just one glance, he frowned, with deep doubts in his eyes.
The iron box is locked, and the lock is a palm-sized gear that must be rotated to the corresponding position to open.
Ji Tianxing is very familiar with this kind of box!
Because the Ji family's blacksmithing workshop all uses this kind of box to store weapons and equipment!
He tried to rotate the black gear and screwed it to the corresponding position, and the lock clicked open.
Ji Tianxing opened the lid of the box and took a look. There were more than twenty swords with mackerel skin scabbards in the box.
The shark is a high-level ferocious beast in the sea, and the Ji family's forging workshop usually only equips Xuan-level swords with scabbards made of this material.
Ji Tianxing picked up a sword at random, checked the hilt, and saw the word "Ji" in seal script engraved on the hilt.
His face became darker and darker, and the doubt in his eyes became even worse. He glanced at the pattern on the sword blade again.
The thorn flower-like circular pattern made him immediately conclude that this Xuan-level sword came from the Xuanjian Workshop in the eastern suburbs of the Imperial City.
"Sure enough, they are swords forged by our Ji family! These twenty-four Xuan-level swords are worth more than one million taels. How come they are here?"
"Isn't the Xuanjian Workshop in the eastern suburbs run by my second uncle?"
Ji Tianxing was full of doubts and always felt that there was something fishy about this matter.
In order not to be discovered, he put the sword back into the box intact and locked the lock.
Then he put out the fire and returned to Laifu Inn quietly.
However, when he returned to the Rifford Inn, there were constant quarrels and curses in the lobby.
When Ji Tianxing walked into the lobby, he saw two figures fighting with each other, and the "ding-dong" sound of swords clashing kept ringing.
After listening to a few sentences, he understood that the inn was full and only the last room was left.
It happened that two groups of people arrived at the inn at the same time, and they started arguing over that room.
One group of people were three young men from Qingyun Imperial City.
The three of them were dressed gorgeously and looked noble. Naturally, they were also arrogant and spoke in a domineering manner.
Another group of four people came from the barbarian state with fierce folk customs. They all wore animal skin clothes and pants, all had beards and braids, and their arms and chests were covered with tattoos.
The leader of the four has a hot temper. He doesn't care if the opponent is a noble from the imperial city. He will draw his sword and start fighting if he doesn't deal with him for a few words.
The sound of quarreling and fighting between the two parties woke up more than a dozen residents, who rushed to the lobby to watch the excitement.
Ji Tianxing didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, so he walked up the stairs to his room after passing through the lobby.
But unfortunately, when the white-robed young man in the True Yuan Realm slashed his sword at the bald man with the tattoo on his forehead, he was struck hard by the sword blade.
Suddenly, the sword flashing with cold light deviated from its direction and came straight towards Ji Tianxing.
The young man in white robe was already very close to Ji Tianxing, only five steps away.
The sword came suddenly and as fast as lightning.
Even though Ji Tianxing retreated in time to dodge, he was unable to avoid the sword and was immediately struck in the cheek by the sword's blade.
There was a crisp sound of "clang", and the black iron mask he wore on his face was cut in half by the sword on the spot, and fell to the ground with a "clang".
Ji Tianxing suddenly looked gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
The white-robed young man and the bald man glanced at him without any change in expression, and continued to fight.
However, the two companions of the young man in white robes had been watching the battle and cheering. At this time, their eyes fell on Ji Tianxing's face, and they suddenly let out a sound of surprise.
"Hey! Isn't this...Ji Tianxing? The eldest young master of the Ji family?"
"Hehe, it turns out that he was once the number one genius, and now he is such a waste! He can't even avoid the sword. If this accidentally hurts Young Master Ji's face, we can't afford to pay for it!"
Obviously, the two noble young men knew Ji Tianxing and recognized his identity on the spot.