The first floor of Wanxiang Building, Teng Qing Shan stood with his sword in hand, completely ignoring those guards.

  Dong, dong...

  One of the guards quickly went upstairs to report to the master of the Wanxiang Building. The Wanxiang Building has a total of three floors, with many counters on the first and second floors, but only the third floor is prohibited from entering outsiders. The first room next to the handrail of the stairs in the Wanxiang Building is where the master usually stays.

  "Master! Master!" The young guard rushed in.

  "What a big cry and small shout, like what appearance." In the house, there was a middle-aged man in white robe, who was painting with bold and vigorous brushstrokes.

  "Master uncle, a master has come down from the building, and he looks like a very ruthless person." The guard said.

  "High-handed?" The refined middle-aged man furrowed his brow, put down his brush, and looked at the guard, "Speak in more detail."

  The guard said carefully: "Just now, this swordsman was unwilling to put down his weapon and directly sent the two female disciples at the door flying. Moreover, he looked down on us brothers. We didnt dare take matters into our own hands. And he also said that there is a big matter to find Master. So..."

  "Dont be reckless." The refined middle-aged man said repeatedly, "Youve been practicing internal energy for over a decade, but your experience is limited. You can still handle ordinary people. But when it comes to those ruthless and powerful masters, youre far from being their match. Go invite him up. Let your eldest senior brother and second senior brother come up together as well."

  "Yes, Master." The guard immediately withdrew.

  A refined middle-aged man was secretly puzzled: "I dont know where this person came from, but lets take a look first." The Wanxiang Gate did not have the ambition to unify the world, but their Wanxiang Building had opened in every city of the nine states, with varying scales and numbers of skilled craftsmen depending on the size of the city.

  Like Wanxiang Building, this building owner is the core disciple of Wanxiang Gate and a postnatal peak expert.

  More than half of the manpower of the entire Wanxiangmen sect was dispersed to various Wanxianglou in the nine provinces. Also, because Wanxiangmen is too rich, its easy to recruit people.

  "Bang, bang......"

  Footsteps sounded.

  A young-looking swordsman and two guards walked in, the swordsmans eyes scanning the room before locking onto a refined middle-aged man sitting at a desk.

  Observing the newcomers gait, eyes, and temperament, the host who had met countless people instantly made his own judgment: "This is a decisive and ruthless master, with an overbearing aura. This knife technique will likely be just as fierce, and should be a very powerful expert." The host was well aware that different experiences would give people different temperaments.

  For example, rich tycoons are often flattered and have a different demeanor when talking and laughing.

  But people without real ability, dare to show off like Tun Qing Shan in the Wanxiang Building? They would probably be surrounded by a group of internal power experts and their hearts would be racing with fear, their demeanor completely different.

  But when a master does it, its not showing off, its just their style!

  Those who are powerless dare not put down their weapons and still act arrogantly, they will probably be beaten and thrown out. While the masters do not put down their weapons, Wanxiang Tower still warmly welcomes them.

  The same thing, different people doing it, the results are vastly different.

  "In the lower Wanxiang Gate, Huo Yan!" said this elegant middle-aged man with a bow.

  "Qin Lang!" Teng Qing Shan said, his brothers name in his past life was Qin Hong, and his codename as an assassin in the dark world was Lang (Wolf), so Teng Qing Shan came up with this alias - Qin Lang.

  The owner of the Wanxiang Building, Huo Yan, quickly searched his mind, but couldnt find anyone named Qin Lang. However, there were countless formidable figures in the nine provinces, and Huo Yan didnt dare to be negligent. Smiling, he said: "Its rare to meet a master in this small town of Yicheng, Brother Qin Lang, please take a seat."

  Hong Qingshan finally revealed a hint of a smile and sat down with a big show of strength.

  "This place in Yicheng is indeed hard to come by with internal power experts. However... the Wanxiang Gate is worthy of being a major sect, and many precious items are placed there, letting these young disciples who have just left their thatched cottages go and guard them, this kind of courage, I admire." Teng Qing Shans face also showed a smile as he said simply.

  The two guards faces changed slightly, but they didnt dare speak up.

  Huo Yan smiled lightly and said: "These disciples are just letting them temper themselves. In this world, the various masters generally still give our Wàn Xiàng Mén a bit of face."

  At this time, the maid also served tea.

  "I dont know, Brother Qin Lang, what brings you to my Wanxiang Building?" Huo Yan said.

  Hong Qing Mountain directly took out the Wan Nian Han Tie from his bosom, and with a "clang", placed it on the low tea table. He smiled lightly and said: "Ive been traveling around the world, tempering my knife skills. Not long ago, I happened to be in a dangerous place and obtained this piece of Wan Nian Han Tie! So, Id like to make a deal with you, Wanxiang Building!"

  "Ten-thousand-year-old Cold Iron? Violet Light Cold Iron?" Huo Yans heart skipped a beat, and he carefully identified it, even using his hand to cover it and observe the halo.

  "Indeed, indeed its the Thousand Year Cold Iron, and its weight is just right!" Huo Yan felt the heavy weight in his hand, and then he used his internal energy to shake it violently. The Thousand Year Cold Iron didnt have any damage at all. With this, Huo Yan was completely certain that this stone was indeed the Thousand Year Cold Iron.

  He glanced at the Qingyun Mountain and couldnt help but think to himself: "This Qin Lang, bringing out a treasure like the Wan Nian Han Tie so casually. Indeed, ones skill is as big as their guts!"

  Ordinary people have such treasures, and they cant even hide them in time.

  He has seen that some people who sell treasures at the Wanxiang Building are very cunning, worried that their treasures will be snatched away. But a true master doesnt care, because a master is confident!

  You dare to stretch out your hand to grab it, I can cut off your hand and take back my treasure!

  Moreover, the Wan Nian Han Tie is a treasure that can only be born in extremely cold regions. In the North Sea, those who can obtain the Wan Nian Han Tie are generally high-ranking experts. This Qin Lang, its said he obtained it from a perilous place. Hmm, the place where the Wan Nian Han Tie was nurtured is indeed a perilous one. It seems that this young swordsman has considerable strength. Huo Yan clearly understood that one cannot judge a persons abilities by their appearance.

  Because of their high internal energy, they dont show signs of aging, and people who look like theyre in their twenties may actually be thirty or forty.

  For example, he looks like hes in his 40s, but is actually over 60.

  "Qin Lang, this is indeed a piece of Wan Nian Han Tie. I dont know what kind of price you want," said Huo Yan. As soon as he spoke, the two guards standing beside him exchanged a glance, clearly envying it.

  "Offer a price?" Teng Qing Shan chuckled and looked at Huo Yan, "Purple Light Cold Iron is a precious material for refining heavy weapons. Do you think Ill exchange it for silver?"

  He smiled awkwardly.

  "I wont sell, Ill only trade!" Teng Qing Shan said, looking at Huo Yan.

  "What treasure should I exchange for?" asked Huo Yan.

  "Star-patterned steel!" Teng Qing Shan said, "My million-year-old cold iron weighs seven catties and two taels. Im willing to exchange it for 110 catties of star-patterned steel. Of course, the price of million-year-old cold iron is far more than that. You can make up the difference with gold or silver notes." Teng Qing Shan spoke very succinctly.

  Huo Yan hesitated and said: "Seven catties and two taels... My Wanxiang Building can exchange 110 catties of Star Pattern Steel for you, plus a gold ticket worth 500 taels of Yangyan Salt! Qin Lang, what do you think of this price?"

  At a price of one jin of purple light cold iron for twenty jin of gold. The price given by Huo Yan is much higher.

  "This piece of Wan Nian Han Tie is much more valuable than that Xing Wen Gang, its priceless! The price you offered is a bit low." Teng Qing Shan said with a faint smile.

  Ten thousand years of cold iron, nothing can withstand its might. Many internal power experts yearn for such a weapon. Since its priceless and unmarketable, the actual transaction price of one kilogram of purple light cold iron should far exceed twenty kilograms of gold. Moreover, the selling price of star-patterned steel at Wanxiang Tower is one tael of star-patterned steel for one tael of gold, so Wanxiang Towers procurement cost for star-patterned steel must be cheaper than gold.

  "This... "Huo Yan hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, "110 kilograms of star-patterned steel, plus 600 taels of Yang salts gold ticket. This is the highest price I can offer."

  "Very well." Qing Shan nodded, "However, Id like to exchange this gold ticket for a gold bar. I dont like using gold tickets."

  "Its no problem," said Huo Yan, when exchanging at the money house, a small storage fee needs to be paid, Wanxiang Building has not yet calculated it to that extent. "However, Brother Qin Lang, you should also understand that in Yichengs Wanxiang Building, there is not so much star-patterned steel stored."

  "I understand this point." Teng Qing Shan smiled faintly and said, "How long will it take you to get ready?"

  "Ill send someone right away, and by tonight, they will arrive at Jiangning Prefecture, three hundred miles away. By this time tomorrow, everything will be ready." said Huo Yan.

  "You can stay here for now. Ill wait with you." Teng Qing Shan said with a faint smile.

  Those two guards exchanged a glance, secretly admiring him in their hearts. To dare to boldly stay at the Wanxiang Building, not fearing that the Wanxiang Building would secretly kill and rob people, was indeed a sign of great skill and bravery.

  "Thats no problem." Huo Yan smiled and said, "This Thousand Year Cold Iron will still be kept by you, Qin Lang. Tomorrow at this time, well make the exchange again."

  ******

  Behind the Wanxiang Building, there is a large courtyard and many houses. The guards of the Wanxiang Building, the maidservants, and the master of the Huoyan Building all live here. Teng Qing Shan was also arranged to stay in a room that was decorated very elegantly. If this were a big inn, this kind of room would definitely be the top-grade room.

  In the late afternoon, the Wanyang Building was already closed.

  In the empty courtyard behind the Wanxiang Building, many guards were practicing their martial arts.

  "Qin Lang, look, hows their swordsmanship?" Huo Yan and Tuo Qing Shan stood shoulder to shoulder on the corridor.

  Hong Qing Shan took a glance and smiled, "The swordsmanship of the Wanxiang Sect is indeed extraordinary. I have also seen the Wanxiang Sects masters in action before, their swordsmanship was as fast as lightning, swift and sharp. But these disciples swordsmanship only has the form, not the essence! Its likely that they havent gone through real life-and-death training."

  Those men and women all had a hint of resentment in their eyes as they gazed at Mount Tengqing.

  Young people are all proud, being evaluated like this, how can they be satisfied?

  "Qin Lang, why dont you give these younger generations some slight guidance?" Huo Yan smiled and said.

  "Its been a long time since Ive exercised." Teng Qing Shan chuckled and walked down the corridor, Teng Qing Shan didnt want to appear some thieves tonight, so he simply showed his hand first.

  The leading guardian master bowed his hands and said: "Please."

  "Lets go up together." Teng Qing Shan said calmly.

  Those fellow disciples faces changed greatly, this Qin Lang was actually so arrogant! However, Hou Yans expression on the corridor changed, and he immediately laughed loudly: "The opportunity to learn from Brother Qin Lang is missed, it wont come again, lets go and ask for his guidance, losing isnt shameful."

  "Look at the sword." The young girl who was knocked flying by Teng Qing Shan at noon had been holding a grudge, and with a loud shout, she drew her sword first and stabbed it straight at Teng Qing Shan. At the same time, the senior brother followed up, and his long sword actually transformed into three sword shadows, covering Teng Qing Shans head.

  Two people join hands and strike together.

  Teng Qing Shan stood still, watching as two long swords stabbed towards him. His eyes locked onto the blades and his right hand moved like lightning.

  Clang! Clang!

  Two crisp sounds, two long swords were simultaneously knocked flying, falling to the ground.

  That girl and that senior brother, both had their right hands trembling as they stared at Teng Qing Shan in shock. The surrounding fellow disciples were even more stunned. Senior Brother was the strongest among them, and that girl was also a master of internal energy. Yet the opponent didnt even draw his sword and just used his fingers to send the sharp sword flying.

  What a strong finger power! What a strong eye power!

  "Your sword is shaking, your heart is unsettled, and your hands are unsteady. Do you still think you can kill the enemy? For now, you dont need to practice complex sword techniques. The most basic thing is to thrust your sword a thousand times a day." Teng Qing Shan glanced at the girl, then looked at his senior brother, "As for you, solidify your foundation first. Your strength is scattered among three sword shadows, and the only result is that all three sword shadows are weak! Against those weaker than you, you dont need this move to win. And against those stronger than you, they can see through the reality of this sword technique at a glance."

  These young men and womens eyes lit up, some of them gazed at Teng Qing Shan with a look of admiration, carefully listening to these evaluations. They were just outer disciples of the Wanxiang Sect, rarely getting guidance from high-level cultivators. In their eyes, they had already regarded Teng Qing Shan as an ultra-high-level cultivator, even stronger than their own master.

  Without drawing his sword, he could flick away two swords with just his fingers. This level of skill was definitely the pinnacle of acquired mastery.

  Teng Qing Shan was a master of the Xing Yi Sect in his past life. In this life, he had already reached the realm of unity between man and gun before the age of ten. Compared to these men and women who have not experienced much bloodshed, he is infinitely stronger.

  "Haha, Qin Langs finger technique is simple and swift, but its really fierce. I wonder what kind of knife technique Qin Lang has." He Hongyan laughed loudly, "Im glad to meet Qin Lang, Ill make sure to drink a few cups with him, the banquet is ready."

  Teng Qing Shan smiled and walked away with Huo Yan, leaving behind the group of young men and women who were discussing and marveling at what had just happened.