Chapter 62: Flame City

  The next day, at the gate of Tie Mu Village, pairs of horse-drawn carriages were lined up in an orderly manner. On those carriages were giant black logs that had been tied up.

  This time going to Flame City, on the surface is selling iron wood, but the real purpose is Yangyuan stone. However, this purpose cannot be easily exposed, otherwise it may bring some unnecessary trouble.

  As for this first sale, Lin Zhentian obviously attaches great importance to it, not only taking the lead himself, but also bringing along Lin Xiao, Lin Meng and nearly a hundred guards, such an array is quite strong, ordinary thieves would not dare to come and be reckless.

  Lin Zhen Tian rode a fine horse, with piercing eyes and a robust physique, making people dare not underestimate this old man who had risen from humble beginnings in Qingyang Town.

  "Is everyone here?" Lin Zhentian asked after reviewing the scene and turning his gaze towards Lin Xiao.

  By Lin Xiao's side, Lin Dong was also riding a fine horse. This time when heading to Yan City, what they must avoid the most is having unnecessary trouble. Little Flame attracts too much attention, so it would be better for him to stay at the Ironwood Manor.

  Lin Chen Tian asked, Lin Xiao nodded and said in a low voice: "Everything is ready, we can set off at any time!"

  "Uh-huh."

  Upon hearing this, Lin Zhen Tian nodded in satisfaction and, without saying another word, raised his whip and urged the horse forward, kicking up a cloud of yellow dust as he galloped towards the end of the road.

  When Lin Zhentian set off, the magnificent fleet also followed quickly in a series of shouts.

  Lin Dong kicked his legs lightly on the horse's back, turned around and waved at the green Tannin on the wall of the courtyard, then drove the horse to catch up with the team.

  …

  Yancheng is the city closest to Qingyang Town, of course, this "closest" is only relative, because when Lin Zhentian and his team arrived at Yancheng area, it was already 12:10.

  On the main road leading to Yan City, people were swarming and noisy, making Lin's tongue-tied. This was not even in Yan City yet, but the atmosphere was already so lively; it was hard to imagine what the scene inside Yan City would be like.

  "Be careful, son. Don't get into trouble in the city. This place is full of dragons and snakes, with many hidden tigers and wolves. Some people are not to be trifled with." Lin Xiao warned, looking at Lin Dong's curious face.

  Lin Dong smiled and suddenly said: "Dad, this Yan City is so much bigger than Qingyang Town, the struggle for power must be more intense, right?"

  "This Flame City, on average once a month, there will be a power that is destroyed, and at the same time several new powers emerge, you say it's intense or not?" Lin Xiao laughed.

  However, in this city of flames, there are three major forces that laugh at the heroes and no one can surpass their status...

  "Oh? Which three?" Lin Dong asked curiously.

  "Yan City Lord's Manor, Wanjin Chamber of Commerce and the Blood Wolf Gang." Lin Xiao licked his lips, these powers were a bit too far-fetched for their Lin family.

  Among these three major forces, there are many masters gathered, and among them, there are strong people who have reached the Yuandan realm, sitting in town. Inside and outside the Flame City, although there are countless small and medium-sized forces, most of the forces rely on these three major forces to survive.

  Lin Dong muttered a sentence in his mouth, then nodded slightly. In this place, only the strong of the Yuan Dan realm can have real speaking power.

  "Hehe, don't be discouraged. Once our Lin family develops that mine vein step by step, and another Yuan Dan realm expert is born within the family, we Lin family will also have a place in this Flame City." Seeing Lin Dong's silence, Lin Xiao thought he was affected by the blow, so he walked closer and whispered with a smile.

  Upon hearing this, Lin Dong also smiled, Yuan Dan realm... He was also curious about the level of a true strongman.

  …

  The fleet arrived at the outskirts of Yan City, and when they saw the magnificent city wall that was nearly a hundred feet high, Lin Dong couldn't help but whistle again. Compared to Qingyang Town, this place was indeed much more impressive.

  After paying a small entrance fee at the city gate, the convoy also entered the Yan City smoothly.

  After passing through a slightly dim city gate tunnel, the deafening noise surged in like a tide, leaving Lin Dong's head buzzing and disoriented for a moment before he came back to his senses. He looked out at the sea of people on the street, then gazed up at the many magnificent buildings in the city, and couldn't help but let out a deep sigh...

  "Go to where you'll be staying first."

  Lin Zhentian and others were clearly not the first time they came to Yan City, so they seemed to be familiar with the road, leading the team through several streets in the city, and finally stopped in front of a slightly quiet inn.

  After a brief tidy in the inn, people and horses were divided into two groups. One group was led by Lin Bao, who took Tie Mu to sell elsewhere, while Lin Zhentian and Lin Xiao personally escorted two boxes of Yangyuan stones away. As for Lin Dong and some remaining guards, they stayed at the inn.

  Looking at the back of Lin Zhen Tian and others as they parted ways, Lin Dong also felt helpless. After waiting for about half an hour in the inn, he finally couldn't bear it and slipped out. He had come to Yan City with great difficulty, and he didn't want to spend half a day stuck in the inn.

  Lin Dong wandered alone in the city, without a specific goal, he drifted with the crowd, following the flow of people, and gradually strolled towards the center of the city.

  Perhaps due to the coexistence of many forces, compared to Qingyang Town, this Yan City is obviously a bit chaotic. Along the way, Lin Dong saw no less than three waves of different people fighting, but for this kind of fight, it seems that many people are very calm, and some even watched from the sidelines, cheering. It seemed as if they were not worried about being affected by the chaos.

  As for this melee, Lin Dong was obviously not very interested, so he just glanced at it and turned around to leave. After turning over several streets, his footsteps finally stopped outside a particularly majestic and grand building.

  "The Strange Object Building."

  Looking at the three big characters with an ancient aura on the building, Lin Dong's eyes also flashed a hint of surprise. Even as someone who was deeply rooted in Qingyang Town, he had vaguely heard of the reputation of this "Qí Wù Lóu" (Strange Object Building), which showed just how great its fame was.

  Standing at the gate, Lin hesitated for a moment before walking in.

  The footsteps stepped into the gate, and a vast hall appeared in front of me. In the hall, there were many counters, and on the counters, all kinds of goods were displayed.

  Elixir, Dan medicine, weapons, demon crystal, martial arts...

  At a glance, all sorts of objects fill one's eyes, and judging from their appearance, it is clear that these things are not ordinary.

  "Heh heh, young man, do you need something?" As Lin Dong's gaze was fixed on the numerous items on the counter, a young servant in green clothes walked over with a smile, pulling out a black long sword from the cabinet.

  "Hei Tie Jian, forged from hundred-refined black iron, sharp enough to cut hair with a mere blow, and this weapon has been engraved with runes by a master, infused with yuan force, even the hardest armor can be pierced. With you wielding it, it's like adding wings to a tiger."

  Lin Dong glanced at the black iron sword, and saw that on its surface was carved a twisted symbol, with a faint glow flashing.

  Shaking his head, Lin Dong didn't show much interest in the thing. Seeing this, the little servant had no choice but to reluctantly put away the iron sword and began to introduce other things once again with a hint of annoyance.

  Lin Dong ignored him, his gaze slowly sweeping across the counter. After a moment, his eyes suddenly paused, and in his line of sight, a palm-sized blue cloth bag was placed there, with an unusual glow flashing on its surface.

  "Low-grade Qiankun bag, forty-eight pieces of Yangyuan stone."

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