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Chapter 86 The blood-steel rough stone bursting with red light!

"You should have told me earlier!" Wan Dong smiled, waved his hand, and walked into Tianbao Pavilion with Leng Yuecui and Wu Yang.

At this point, Leng Yuecui and Wu Yang truly believed that Wandong was the creditor of Tianbao Pavilion. But they were still a little confused, how could this be possible? It was really unbelievable that Wandong would be the creditor of Tianbao Pavilion, which was rich and wealthy.

Moreover, ten thousand taels of gold and one hundred raw blood steel stones, whether in the eyes of Leng Yuecui or Wu Yang, this is an extraordinary and huge wealth, even for the family behind them, it is not a small amount.

How did Wandong let Tianbao Pavilion owe him such a huge fortune? Leng Yuecui was so curious that she couldn't help but tie Wandong up and tortured him severely.

Naturally, Tianbao Pavilion would not make a big deal about such a shameful thing. Duan Lengyan, with a dark face, led Wandong and the other three people to a VIP room.

"This is a gold ticket worth ten thousand taels of gold. Any gold shop in the entire Qingyun Empire can cash it at any time." As soon as he sat down, Duan Lengyan handed over a gold ticket.

Leng Yuecui and Wu Yang came up to take a look. The numbers on the golden ticket made them dizzy.

"Boss, you've made a fortune now! A total of ten thousand taels!" Wu Yang looked envious and his mouth was watering.

Wan Dong slapped him on the head and said, "Look at your little potential, you really embarrass your boss. You only have such virtue for ten thousand taels, but after one million taels or tens of millions of taels, you still won't have the heart."

If the disease occurs, will you die?"

Wu Yang pursed his lips and cried, "Boss, it's not like you don't know what my father is like. He just takes his little salary every day and barely supports the family. Speaking of it, I am the son of the general. In fact, I am the general's son."

, I’m no different from the beggars on the street. No matter what, boss, you can’t get enough of these ten thousand taels of gold from me.”

"And me! Whoever meets me has a share!" Leng Yuecui also thought about it and said with a smile like a flower.

Wan Dong snorted softly, put the golden ticket close to his body, and said with a curl of his lips, "Don't dream about it. This young master has already been useful for this money, and you don't have any share!"

"Iron rooster! Stingy!" Seeing Wan Dong put away the golden ticket, Leng Yuecui puffed her nose and stared with annoyance on her face.

Wu Yang also looked unhappy. Of course, he would never dare to be as 'outspoken' as Leng Yuecui.

Tianbao Pavilion is indeed rich and powerful, but Tianbao Pavilion's annual profits will most likely be handed over to the Iron War Dynasty to be used as military expenses. These ten thousand taels of gold are equally painful for Duan Lengyan. Especially after seeing ten thousand taels of gold.

Dong's proud and happy expression made his teeth hurt even more.

"Shall Master Xu select the one hundred raw blood steel stones himself, or will we do it for you?"

"Nonsense! Of course, I personally selected this young master? If you just pick some broken rocks for me, who should I cry to?"

"Boss, it's the same no matter who chooses this raw blood steel stone, right? Unless it's cut open, no one knows whether it's a stone or blood steel. Even if they want to pick some rotten stones for you, they probably can't do it.

"

After hearing this, Wandong smiled and said, "I mean Wuyang, are you speaking out for them?"

Wu Yang smiled bitterly and said, "How could that be? Boss, I'm afraid you'll be tired. It's the same anyway, so why do you have to suffer this? Ask them to pick it up, pack it up, and send it directly to your home.

How easy is that?"

"Asshole! How can it be the same if I pick with them? If they are so bad, how can they match my luck? Maybe if I pick it myself, one hundred rough blood steel stones will yield eighty blood steel.

Look at the people in Tianbao Pavilion, all of them look unlucky, can they have such luck? You kid is clearly trying to destroy me!"

"Ah? This...I didn't expect this, but you have thought it through carefully, boss!"

Listening to Wan Dong and Wu Yang talking animatedly to each other, Duan Lengyan wanted to kill someone again. One hundred raw blood steel stones can produce 80 pieces of blood steel. Do you think you are God's brother-in-law? Listen to what Wan Dong said

With these words, Duan Lengyan really wanted to spit in his face, it would be best if she could drown him.

Of course Duan Lengyan knew that Wandong was clearly angry with her. If she was really angry, it would be because of someone else's fault. But there was no way. Duan Lengyan was so angry when she saw Wandong's face.

I can't even hold it down.

Duan Lengyan snorted heavily and said, "Master Xu, as for the ugly words, if we choose, we can guarantee that at least ten pieces of blood steel will be obtained from a hundred raw blood steel stones. If there are not ten pieces, we can make up for it."

.But if Master Xu chooses it yourself, even if not even a piece of blood steel is produced in the end, it has nothing to do with us."

Wandong laughed heartily and said, "Don't worry, no matter how bad I am, can I still be worse than your Tianbao Pavilion?"

Duan Lengyan took a long breath and shouted, "In that case, Master Xu, please!"

Tianbao Pavilion is like a huge supermarket. Thousands of raw blood steel stones are arranged on countless shelves for anyone to observe and select. Each raw blood steel stone, regardless of size, is worth one thousand taels of gold and will never be returned.

Price. Of course, the bigger the blood steel rough stone, the more likely it is to be sold as blood steel. There are no rules. It is precisely because of this that people regard the selection of blood steel rough stones as a gamble.

Don't look at Wandong. He talks about being heroic, but in his heart he has no foundation at all.

Looking at the raw blood steel stones on the shelf, they are almost the same, dark and unremarkable. It is hard to imagine that over the years, the Iron War Dynasty has relied on these stones to collect countless wealth from the Qingyun Empire every year.

"Master Xu, please choose!" Duan Lengyan sneered and said after looking at Wandong's slightly confused expression.

Duan Lengyan's expression made Wandong feel a little unhappy. Could it be that one can only choose by luck?

"Why are you still hesitating? Is it possible that you have clairvoyance and can see through rough stones?"

"Perspective?" Duan Lengyan's sarcasm reminded Wan Dong. He didn't know how to do clairvoyance, but when he focused his Tao Qi on his eyes, he could indeed see many things that he couldn't usually see.

Regardless of the outcome, it's always worth a try.

Without thinking, Wan Dong directed Dao Qi to his eyes. Suddenly, a blood-red light suddenly burst out from a raw blood steel stone not far from his eyes, and shot straight to the roof.

"This is……"

Wan Dong's heart suddenly shook. This red light was by no means an ordinary red light. The essence of heaven and earth condensed in it was so pure that it was frightening.

People only know that tempering blood steel with weapons can improve the quality of weapons by several levels at once, but they have never understood the reason. Now it seems that it must be the pure essence contained in blood steel.

, during the tempering process, it entered the weapon and further refined the impurities in the weapon. In this way, the quality of the weapon will naturally make a qualitative leap. In other words, this raw blood steel stone that bursts out with red light is very
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