Yan Jiu's people were quick to do things and arrived in Sifang City very quickly.
Sifang City is an ancient city with a long history. It is rumored that it is older than any other country on the mainland, and the lord of Sifang City is even known as a powerful man on par with the three suzerains.
There are even more rumors outside that the Sifang City Lord is an old monster, and his age is frightening to death.
It's just different from the three suzerains. The city lord of Sifang City has always seen the head but not the end. Even the people in the Sifang City Lord's mansion don't know what the Sifang City Lord looks like.
He is also not keen on worldly fame and wealth, his only hobby is refining tools.
Every ten years, Sifang City will hold the No. 1 Forging in the World. All the refiners on the mainland will gather here to display their best spiritual weapons and select the most outstanding spiritual weapons.
These days, it is the deadline for registration of the number one trainer in the world in Sifang City, and there is an endless stream of people coming from all over the mainland.
When Yan Jiu's subordinates signed up, they heard that there were several alchemists who were signing up in front of them whispering.
"Have you heard, the road leading to Sifang City is not very smooth recently."
Yan Jiu's subordinates remained calm.
There are many spirit weapons coming to Sifang City to participate in the world's number one forging, and it is inevitable that some greedy people will miss it.
"Have you heard that too? I heard that recently there are gangsters who plundered and killed children, especially children aged six or seven. Even the shorter ones were killed."
"I don't know who did it, it's so cruel."
"I heard that it was an evil alchemist from the Central Plains. They said that he killed young children and dug his heart to make alchemy."
The two alchemists were discussing, and it happened to be their turn, so they stopped talking.
After Yan Jiu's subordinates listened, they understood.
It seems that the city lord's guess is not wrong. The people of the Long family really haven't given up. Fortunately, Master Long Baobao was not allowed to show up, otherwise it must be a disaster.
After finishing the registration, the subordinate quickly left Sifang City.
The two jade boxes were also stored in the warehouse of Sifang City.
In the warehouse of Sifang City, there are piles of spirit artifacts as high as mountains.
There are all high-grade spirit weapons inside, and there are even quite a few earth-level spirit weapons.
Every spiritual weapon will be screened in advance before entering the preliminary round.
There are three or four maids who are simply sorting the spirit artifacts that have just been brought in today, and then registering them in the register one by one.
One of them opened the two jade boxes sent from Mercenary City earlier.
"Xiaoyu, look, this fan looks really beautiful."
"I think, this little bag is so delicate, look at the fabric."
The two maids whispered to the fan and the Qiankun bag in the box.
"What are you talking about, who told you to be lazy and not work." A majestic voice came from behind.
A middle-aged man with a dignified appearance came over.
When they saw him, the two maidservants quickly bowed and saluted.
"Director Qin, the servants are just registering the spirit artifacts that were just delivered today."
This manager surnamed Qin is one of the four chief managers of the Sifang City Lord's Mansion. He is majestic, and the servants in the City Lord's Mansion are very afraid of him.
The manager surnamed Qin casually glanced at the participating spirit weapons, and when he saw the fan of Long Baobao, a dark light flashed like a shooting star in his eyes.
Unconsciously, I remembered that a month ago, Long Sixuan, the acting patriarch of the Long family, visited the house in person. When he came, he also brought a silver note of two million taels.
No one loves money. Manager Qin accepted the silver ticket, and he promised Long Sixuan that as long as he saw a fan-shaped spiritual weapon among the entries, he would stop it for him.
Long Sixuan is also extremely cunning, although he has seen the head of "Dragon Baobao" and got the glazed jade fan, but he is always suspicious, so he simply bribed Director Qin.
In this way, as the only fan-shaped spiritual weapon, the glazed jade fan will undoubtedly win the competition.
"How do you do things? Such a poor Huang-rank spiritual weapon is also taken in, and you still don't take it out and throw it away." Director Qin slapped the fan and the Qiankun bag to the ground.
The two maids turned pale with fright.
They were just ordinary maids, so they couldn't tell if any spirit weapon was good or bad.
Looking at Director Qin's appearance, it seems that these two spiritual weapons are really not popular.
The two maids didn't dare to make a sound, and quickly put away the two spiritual weapons, and threw them aside together with the two jade boxes.
Director Qin nodded in satisfaction, and continued to check other spiritual weapons with his hands behind his back.
In the middle of the night, in the City Lord's Mansion, a stooped old slave was cleaning the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion with a broom.
The old slave seemed to be very old, and his movements were very slow.
His broom came across many jade boxes.
Those jade boxes were all thrown out, spiritual artifacts below the Mysterious Rank, not even qualified for the preliminary round.
The old slave looked at those jade boxes with slightly cloudy eyes.
"These people, it's true that the first place in the world is the garbage collection place, and they send everything here."
But at this moment, the old slave noticed one of the boxes.
"This is?"
The old slave picked up the fan inside and opened it with a bang.
It was a fan with an ink landscape painting on it. It was smaller than ordinary scholar's fans. Judging from the material, it seemed to be made of silk and satin.
But the old slave can be sure that this fan is definitely not made of silk.
On the fan, there is a river like a jade belt and a majestic mountain.
Looking at the moonlight, the mountains and water on the fan seem to be alive and lifelike.
hiss-
The old slave couldn't help feeling a little interested, and touched the fan with his callused hands.
"The method of refining is a bit immature, but it has already begun to take shape. It is a Luoshu Mountain and River Fan of the ground level. Who is not good at throwing out such a fan?"
The old slave was a little dissatisfied.
Just when he was about to put away the fan, the old slave's eyelids twitched heavily.
He saw a small bag next to the fan.
When he saw the bag, the old slave's muddy eyes suddenly became clear.
"Life Cosmos Bag, is it really a Life Cosmos Bag?"
The old slave's wrinkled face glowed with an unprecedented vitality.
Excitedly, he flipped through the next two boxes.
I saw a name called 'Long Bao' and a name called 'Black Moon'.
The old slave has never heard of these two names, there is only one possibility, or both of them used pseudonyms.
"Haha, unexpectedly, I have been looking for so many years, but I have not found anyone who can inherit my mantle. I did not expect to meet two people at once this year. This time, the 'No. 1 Forging in the World' really made me look forward to it. "The old slave laughed loudly, and with a flick of his sleeves, he put the mountain and river fan and the Qiankun bag into his sleeves.