Chapter 5

Yefeng's eyes sparkled, and he thought to himself: "Although the Divine Dynasty of Creation has been extinct for three thousand years, my father once told me that in a certain mysterious region, there is a treasury of the Divine Dynasty of Creation. Only my father and a few trusted people knew about it, and it is filled with boundless wealth and treasures..."

However, Yefeng also knew that this was not something he could consider at the moment.

At this moment, looking at the solemn eyes of the old man in the hemp robe.

Yefeng guessed what level the long sword in the sword box might be.

For the current Yefeng, in the small place of the Ye clan, as long as he could obtain a yellow-level weapon that surpasses the ordinary level, he would already be satisfied.

"What level is this sword?"

"Clang!"

With a sword cry, Yefeng, full of anticipation, suddenly drew the long sword from the ancient sword box.

"Such a rusty sword?"

What made Yefeng stunned was that the long sword he drew out was covered in rust, seemingly about to decay and crack at any moment.

Yefeng's eyes darkened, and he stared at the old man in the hemp robe behind the counter, saying, "Old man, are you deliberately playing with me?"

The old man in the hemp robe showed no panic, only a mysterious smile, and said, "One cannot judge a person by their appearance, nor can one measure the sea with a dipper. This sword, though rusty on the surface, even I cannot fathom its hidden power. Perhaps, you can."

"Oh? Really?"

Hearing the old man in the hemp robe, Yefeng, half-believing and half-doubting, put the rusty sword back into the sword box and slung it over his back.

"Here are several sword techniques and martial arts, all free for you."

The old man in the hemp robe took out several sword manuals from behind the counter and casually threw them to Yefeng.

"All are yellow-level martial arts! Basic sword techniques!"

Yefeng took a quick look and saw three books: Moonlight Sword Technique, Fierce Dragon Sword Method, and Lone Peak Nine Swords.

"Thank you for your generous gift, Senior."

No matter what, Yefeng bowed to the old man in the hemp robe behind the counter.

To enemies, he would be ruthless and kill them.

To friends, he would be sincere.

To benefactors, he would be grateful.

This was the principle of being a person that Ye Qingdi had repeatedly taught Yefeng.

Yefeng always kept it in mind.

The old man in the hemp robe looked at Yefeng and smiled, saying, "Yefeng, practice well, go on, go on."

As he spoke, the old man in the hemp robe seemed bored and directly fell asleep on the counter.

Seeing this, Yefeng smiled slightly, turned around, and walked away.

He did not return to his residence but headed towards the wilderness outside Nanyang County City.

In the wilderness, ancient trees stood tall, fierce beasts roared, and the air was filled with blood, making it a natural danger zone, but also a paradise for martial artists to hone their skills.

Yefeng left the Ye clan and bought a thousand-mile horse in Nanyang County City.

He planned to enter the wilderness outside the city to polish his sword skills and hone his martial arts strength.

After all, true strength is forged in blood and fire.

Boom!

The horse galloped, and Yefeng rushed out of Nanyang County City, galloping freely in the wilderness.

Under the vast sky, the cold wind howled.

On the boundless wilderness, Yefeng, dressed in white, rode alone, carrying a long sword, galloping with great enthusiasm and boiling blood!

In this life, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and I will venture forth!

In this life, every word and action will shock the world!

"This is the life I truly want, everything I desire!"

At this moment, Yefeng let out a long howl to the sky, his heart filled with great passion!

The white-clothed young man, sword in hand, under the vast blue sky, the world was vast and ancient.

This scene, under the gaze of countless people at the city gate, was so shocking and eternal.

At the city gate, someone couldn't help but praise:

"What a handsome young man, what a fierce thousand-mile horse!"

...

The thousand-mile horse was very fast.

In less than half a day, Yefeng had already galloped to the edge of the wilderness outside Nanyang County City, reaching a small town.

This small town was called "Ziyun Town," backed by the Ziyun Mountains, with countless people coming and going every day.

Yefeng dismounted and entered Ziyun Town.

In the small town on the edge, there were crowds of people, extremely lively.

But at the same time, it also harbored many dangers.

Because this small town was built by martial artists who hunted in the Ziyun Mountains, where strength was the rule, and it was very chaotic.

Murder and robbery, and power struggles, were common occurrences.

Yefeng walked towards the center of Ziyun Town, and along the way, he saw all kinds of people.

There were mercenaries wearing tattered armor.

There were wandering martial artists with fierce eyes.

There were also young men from prominent families, dressed in fine silk, surrounded by family guards.

There were also many beautiful women standing in front of small houses, dressed in alluring and seductive ways.

When Yefeng left his family, he had already learned that in the central pavilions of Ziyun Town, one could accept various bounty tasks.

These bounty tasks were mostly issued by the nobles of Nanyang County, or even the Great Yan Dynasty.

Most of the bounty tasks involved finding special medicinal herbs or strange fierce beasts in the Ziyun Mountains.

The rewards were very high, and Yefeng thought that honing his martial arts skills in the wilderness while taking on a few bounty tasks seemed like a good idea.

After all, there was no mandatory requirement to complete the bounty tasks once they were accepted.

However, when Yefeng reached the central pavilion of Ziyun Town, he was stopped by two mercenaries.

These two mercenaries were around thirty years old, with sinister eyes.

They stared at Yefeng and said impatiently, "Where do you come from, kid? Don't you know the rules? To enter this bounty pavilion, you need to pay three low-grade spirit stones to the Blizzard Mercenary Group!"

"Is there such a rule?"

Yefeng looked puzzled.

But in the next moment, many people around pointed and whispered.

"Another new kid is about to be scammed, but there's no way around it. Who can provoke the Blizzard Mercenary Group?"

Hearing the whispers from the crowd, Yefeng knew that the two mercenary martial artists who stopped him were forcibly charging fees.

"Indeed, the weak are destined to be bullied, and strength is the rule."

Yefeng gave a self-deprecating smile, then he suddenly stared at the two men in front of him, his eyes cold, and said, "Get out of the way!"

Without waiting for their response, Yefeng directly walked towards the bounty pavilion.

"Brat, you have some nerve!"

"Seize him! Take him back to the mercenary group and make his family pay to redeem him!"

The two mercenaries roared, bursting with powerful martial arts aura.

They were both Third Heaven True Martial Realm martial artists!

"Get lost!"

But with a cold shout from Yefeng, a surging golden true qi suddenly erupted from Yefeng's body.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The powerful shock wave instantly sent the two mercenaries flying, landing hard on the ground.

"What?!"

Seeing this sudden scene, the surrounding onlookers were all shocked.