There is a special pawn shop on Changliu Street that can exchange spiritual stones, gold and silver.
A perfect spiritual stone requires ten thousand taels of silver to exchange for.
Although the price is expensive, it is convenient.
In fact, there is a chance to exchange ten thousand taels of silver for two spiritual stones outside, but monks who exchange spiritual stones are not common, and people don't have that much time to wander around outside. Those who are in urgent need of money will definitely come to specialized shops to trade.
This is also a way to make money in the pawn shop.
Yun Que didn't have any spiritual stones in his hand, so he naturally had to exchange some when he got here.
The overflowing spirit ring requires spiritual stones to be driven. If you use sword energy, it will explode when it comes up.
Anyway, the banknote was enough, so Yun Que directly exchanged it for 100,000 taels and got ten spiritual stones.
One trip to Changliu Street cost two hundred thousand taels of silver, which made Wu Dachuan envious.
Silver is not as precious as spiritual stones, but it is not that easy to earn either.
In spite of envy, Wu Dachuan felt relieved when he remembered the identity of the Marquis.
What he didn't know was that Yun Que, the Hanshui Marquis who had an empty palace, might have been poorer than Wu Dachuan if he hadn't conquered the Yaoshi Temple.
On the way back to the Sword Palace, Wu Dachuan was dragged into a gambling house by Yun Que.
"Junior Brother Yun, how do you like this? Hey, it just so happens that my hands are itchy too, let's do some tricks!"
Wu Dachuan thought Yun Que wanted to gamble, but unexpectedly someone said something that made him calm down instantly.
"If someone is following you and you don't want to be robbed and killed, you'd better think of a way."
"Really? Who is so brave! This is the Imperial City of Yan, at the feet of the Emperor!"
Wu Dachuan glanced at the door of the casino and saw two strong men with fierce looks walking in.
"I'm familiar with this place, come with me."
Wu Dachuan saw that the other party was not a good person, so he immediately squeezed into the crowd and left with Yun Que through the back door of the gambling house.
"No wonder Senior Si said that Changliu Street has not been peaceful recently. It is really dangerous! He must have been targeted at the pawn shop. Let's go back to the Sword Palace quickly. I don't want to deal with desperadoes."
Wu Dachuan muttered and walked forward quickly. As soon as he turned into a small road, he immediately stopped where he was.
Opposite, a sturdy man was waiting for a long time with his arms crossed.
"Oops!"
Wu Dachuan wanted to turn around, but another strong man had already caught up from behind.
He and Yun Que were blocked on this deserted road.
"What do you two have to do? We have something to talk about. We are disciples of the Sword Palace!"
Wu Dachuan looked calm on the outside, but in reality he was in a panic, with sweat on his forehead.
"Sword Palace? Haha, it's ridiculous that a little sword servant dares to call himself a disciple of Sword Palace."
"Don't talk about sword servants, even if you are swordsmen, you will still die! Hand over the valuable things you have on your body, and grandpa will give you a happy life!"
The two strong men obviously had no intention of surviving.
As they spoke, a slightly curved long knife appeared in each hand. It looked like it was at least mid-grade.
Listening to the other party's strange accent, and seeing the ferocious blood groove on the other party's long knife that was obviously used for bleeding, Wu Dachuan immediately realized something.
"Barbarians... you are barbarians!"
Wu Dachuan grabbed the sword, no longer as forbearing as before, and his eyes were bloodshot.
The land north of the Hanshui River in the Yan State was occupied by barbarians. In the Battle of Hanshui, the enemies of the Yan State were also barbarians from the north.
When enemies meet, they become extremely jealous!
"How dare these barbarians come to Dayan Imperial City! Just in time to avenge my father! Junior Brother Yun, let's go together and kill them!"
Wu Dachuan gritted his teeth and rushed towards the barbarian on the opposite side.
People in the air are absolutely unable to escape and become living targets.
The two of them can easily cut their opponent into several pieces.
However, before the expected dismemberment was completed, the two blood barbarians saw lightning exploding above their heads and sword energy pouring down.
Boom!!!
Click!!!
Thunder and sword roars appeared at the same time, one coming from the thunder-sealing sword in Yun Que's left hand, and the other from the flying sword in his right hand.
When Yun Que floated to the ground.
The flying sword that penetrated the two blood barbarians was still whispering in the alley, as if it had just been sharpened by a grindstone and became even sharper.
"You, you have cultivation!"
"No, not a sword servant!"
The two barbarians slowly lowered their heads, each looked at the big hole in their heart, and then fell down one after another.