Chapter 101: City Rankings
Chapter 101: City Rankings
Damn it?
What the hell!
Damn it? !
The moment the words appeared in his eyes, Li Yuan was stunned as if he was struck by lightning.
Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer?
Eleventh level!!
Li Yuan felt all the blood in his body rushing to his head and he trembled uncontrollably until the black beam of light flashed and disappeared before he came to his senses.
"Do not……"
He subconsciously stretched out his hand, and if it weren't for his strong waist strength, he would have almost fallen into the Grand Canal.
"Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer, eleventh level, eleventh level?!"
Standing by the river, Li Yuan could only hear his heart beating violently.
He didn't know what the Black Whale Sea-Splitting Hammer was, but he knew very well what the eleventh level meant!
“I haven’t seen it clearly yet…”
Li Yuan suddenly came back to his senses and stamped his feet repeatedly, wishing he could slap himself. He looked into the distance at the towering mountains on the other side of the river and almost wanted to rush over.
"Eleventh level!"
When Lin Qingfa and others hurriedly caught up, they saw Li Yuan, whose face was flushed and distraught, standing by the river.
"Manager Li? What are you doing..."
Several people were shocked.
"without……"
Li Yuan's face looked very ugly, he really didn't see clearly.
Apart from this [Black Whale Sea-Splitting Hammer (Level 11)], there is a series of [???].
"Is it because the distance is too far, or because the rank of the weapon-controlling talisman is too low? Or...?"
Li Yuan's mind was in a mess. Even after returning to the carriage, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. That stunning glimpse almost blinded him.
Eleventh level!
As strong as Han Chuijun is, the weapon he uses, the Wind-Thunder Ruyi Jade Pestle, is only at the fifth level. He couldn't even imagine what an eleventh-level weapon would be like.
If I get this...
"Squeak~"
The little mouse had run to Li Yuan's shoulder at some point, and after hearing a series of cries, Li Yuan calmed down his excitement and tore off a few pieces of skin and threw them to the little thing.
"No matter how high-level the weapon is, as long as the conditions are met, I can control it! This has nothing to do with the level of the weapon-controlling talisman. Either the distance is too far, or something is blocking it..."
Li Yuan kept recalling that stunning glimpse in his mind, and he calmed down by silently reciting Taoist scriptures. However, the desire to become a disciple of the Divine Weapon Valley was stronger than ever before.
"Calm down, calm down..."
Li Yuan took a deep breath and suppressed the throbbing in his heart. After a long while, he opened the curtains again and looked into the distance. The towering mountains were still there, but the dark light was gone.
"Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer!"
……
Wangshan is a dead horse.
At noon, looking from a high place, the outline of Zhelong City could be vaguely seen, but it was not until the evening that the people of Gaoliu could truly see this prosperous city.
Li Yuan, who was full of worries, got off the carriage amid the excited shouts of Wang Peiyao and others. He looked up and saw a huge city like a mountain at the end of the official road which was wide enough for ten carriages to run parallel to each other.
The Pingjiang Grand Canal is vast and hundreds of meters wide, but once it passes the city gate and goes far away, it looks like a moat.
The huge wooden bridge is bustling with traffic and pedestrians.
The towering and ancient city wall stretched from north to south to a distance that was too far to be seen with the naked eye.
"Zhelong City! It's so tall and big!"
"Wow, it's so big!"
"Fucheng, this is Fucheng!"
Before they even got onto the bridge, everyone in Gaoliu was already shouting with excitement. Even the young masters and young ladies in the inner city of Gaoliu were shouting and yelling like country bumpkins who had never been to a city.
The caravan passers-by were not surprised and even smiled kindly.
"Brother Li, this is Zhelong City. How is it? Is it magnificent?"
Wang Peiyao was so excited that her little girl blushed and looked at him with admiration: "This is an ancient city that has been around for three thousand years. The Great Zhou Taizu once established his capital here for a short period of time!"
"It's really big!"
Li Yuan calmed down and didn't let himself go too far.
Looking at the city that was like a giant mountain, Li Yuan was also a little amazed. It was said that there were more than two million people living in Zhelong Prefecture, which was nothing compared to the metropolises with tens of millions of people in his previous life.
But this is an ancient city!
This ancient city that accommodates two million people is truly spectacular with its prosperity and antiquity.
"Building such a huge city would require an incalculable amount of manpower. I guess a large number of warriors were mobilized back then, right?"
Li Yuan still remembered that the largest city in ancient times in his previous life was also worth millions, but that was the capital, and this was just a prefectural city.
Although Zhelong City is known as the first city in Huizhou, it is still a prefectural city, not a capital city.
The noisy voices brought Li Yuan out of his mood of not being able to see the Black Whale Hammer. "I heard that the capital of Dayun State has been built over a thousand years and can accommodate more than ten million people. If I have a chance, I must go and see it!"
There were many merchants on the wooden bridge, and horses and carriages were passing like dragons.
The Zhelong City has more than one gate. There are four arched gates that can accommodate twenty horses entering side by side. It is just huge.
"It costs ten copper coins per person to enter the city. How much does it cost for the whole day?"
Yue Yunjin, who had been silent all the way, was also shocked. He looked here and there. Everything was new to him and he was curious about everything.
The county town and the prefectural city are completely different worlds. The gap is much greater than that between Gaoliu's inner and outer cities.
"With more than two million people, how much manure do they have to poop every day? Selling the manure buckets can make a lot of money..."
Liang Ashui spoke, which was rare. He was focusing on something different. From the Grand Canal to the city gates and then to the dung buckets, he estimated that there were at least thousands of people in Zhelongfu who were selling night-blooming jasmine.
"I wonder if my bait is unique here?"
Liang Ashui was excited, but also a little nervous. If it didn't work out, he might not even be able to afford the elixir in the future...
"The colors are much brighter than Gaoliu, and the dyes are very complete. Well, the people here live a good life, with no worries about food and drink, so they want to wear fancy clothes..."
Li Yuan felt the atmosphere of the provincial capital and compared it silently in his mind.
They were a group of shabby people, dressed in rustic clothes. Even Miss Wang Peiyao, with a personality like that of a young lady, seemed reserved, tugging at her sleeves and adjusting her hair from time to time.
"Not only do I look better in clothes, I also look better and feel more energetic..."
Li Yuan clenched his right hand, forcing himself not to look left and right:
"There are so many weapons that have reached the rank, and the number of warriors must be very large... Rank 4, famous weapon!"
Li Yuan couldn't help but looked up.
He was a bald giant with bare arms and an extremely sturdy build. He carried a mace weighing at least 200 pounds on his shoulder. He walked with the wind and no one could stop him wherever he passed.
"The evil tiger monk, Zou Kui!"
Some passers-by exclaimed in low voices, recognizing the street-cleaning tiger. Many people, upon hearing this, retreated in fear, fearing to have anything to do with him.
"A great master on the Zhelong Ghost Sword Ranking!"
Liu Zheng came over and introduced himself in a low voice.
Zhelong City, the hub of a prefecture, has gathered countless masters. Because the Divine Weapon Valley is famous for forging weapons, warriors not only from nearby prefectures but also from other states thousands of miles away come here to ask for weapons.
The more warriors there are, the more fighting there will be, and the more bounties offered by the imperial court and the Divine Weapon Valley.
Naturally, there also emerged a group of people who make a living from this, ghostwriters.
The "Ghostwriter List" lists the ninety-nine ghostwriters with high martial arts skills in Zhelong Mansion. All those who make the list are masters.
"Only when you have enough food and clothing will you pursue fame and fortune..."
Li Yuan thought of the Bingdao Dousha Hammer, a secret technique of Shenbing Valley that was ranked 18th on the "List of Hundred Martial Arts".
The warriors and common people in the capital city have escaped from their hardship and started to pursue higher things, such as entertainment and fame. There are many similar lists.
Things like 'Bounty List', 'Oiran List', 'Hidden Dragon List', 'Killer List' and so on.
Of course, what Li Yuan is most concerned about is the "Divine Weapon List"...
"The city!"
Wu Ming murmured.
He finally understood why there was so little news after so many people came to the capital.
Passing through the spacious city gate, there are even wider streets.
Li Yuan was shocked when he saw this street. If he hadn't seen buildings on both sides, he would have almost thought it was a square where horses could really run!
“So wide?”
Everyone except Lin Qingfa was surprised.
Every inch of land in Zhelong Prefecture is worth a lot of money. If such a spacious street is converted into houses, how much silver would it cost?
"Look, the bounty list!"
Liu Zheng had sharp eyes and saw the notice posted next to the city gate.
"Don't run around!"
Lin Qingfa stopped a few people with a serious expression. In front of the notice, there were quite a few ghostwriters, each with a stern expression and strong energy, among them was Zou Kui.
"It won't hurt to take a look."
Liu Zheng smiled and walked around. Li Yuan and others were also curious and followed him. The notice, which was more than one person tall, was actually full of things.
"Nine years old, ranked eighty-nine!"
Liu Zheng exclaimed, pointing to the lower middle of the list.
"Nian Jiu, a fierce man from Qianjun Cave, has perfected his body, is skilled in horizontal training, has killed over a hundred people, and is extremely cruel. The reward is eight hundred and forty taels of silver!"
The reward for Nian Jiu has reached a new high!
Li Yuan was somewhat tempted. Besides silver, there were also a lot of medicinal pills.
"If you need money in the future, you can disguise yourself as 'Li Yuanba' and claim the reward..."
When Li Yuan's heart moved, he suddenly felt that his vision turned dark.
The evil monk with the mace on his shoulder strode up to him, lowered his head, and said venomously:
"Gao Liu County accent? Have you ever seen Nian Jiu?"
The deep voice instantly made Liu Zheng's face pale. Lin Qingfa hurried forward and bowed to answer:
"Reporting to Master Zou, Jiuda committed a serious crime in Gaoliu that year, and was later frightened away by Elder Han. He fled to Fajiu Mountain and has been missing ever since..."
"Elder Han? Then you are..."
Zou Kui glanced at the few people, paused for a moment on Li Yuan, and his expression changed:
"You are, Li Yuan?"
Li Yuan bowed and said, "I am Li Yuan. I wonder if this great hero..."
Swish!
Zou Kui's face twitched and he turned and left without saying a word. The other ghostwriters also changed their expressions and walked away quickly, as if avoiding the god of plague.
"..."
Li Yuan was still trying to get close to her, but was stunned when he saw this.
It was Liu Zheng who came over again. He was frightened and lowered his voice:
"Elder Han was a ghostwriter for a period of time, and now he is ranked first on the ghostwriter list..."
(End of this chapter)