XuanHuan 13
"Is there anyone among you from the Finance Hall?" Nie Tian eased his expressions a little, gave a plain smile, and raised a loud question.
The crowd had no idea what Nie Tian was up to. It was after quite a while that a young
Kung Fu learner, aged twenty or so, coming out and answering in a trembling voice, "Yes, yes,
there is. And my name is Nie Anmin."
Nie Tian was amused by the frightened Nie Anmin, thinking himself that "I am no bloodthirsty monster, why so scared? "
"Nie Anmin, not bad,"nodded Nie Tian, "From now on, you are the new director of the Finance Hall. Now fetch me a hundred gold coins. "
Nie Anmin was shocked and didn't realize it until another while passed. Then he went into raptures and hurried into the inner hall and fetched a hundred gold coins.
Nie Tian left immediately he got the coins.
As for Li Anshun who was now crying with hands over his head, someone would take care of him.
"What the heck, so he is the new director now? I'd have stood out if I knew it." The crowd was more than regretful.
Nie Tian was indeed a neat and efficient family master who made no bones about it.
Also, he did have the right to appoint the director of the Finance Hall. After all, Nie Wenyuan, the Grand Patriarch was on his side.
Nie Tian came out of the Nie's Mansion and into the street market of Moyang City.
It was noon and the street market was stuffed with people.
The mixed vendors' cries and the quarrels were like a magnificent march.
Nie Tian searched for a while, only to find no herbs to his needs.
On the booths of the street market were there mostly herbs of level I and spirit weapons of level I, as well as some pills of level I or cubs of spirit monsters of lower levels, and all assortments of such.
Nie Tian guessed that the poisonous pill of Nie Santong might come from the street market somehow.
"Alas,"Nie Tian gave a gentle sigh and smiled, "seems I have to go to Ripcloud Mountain myself."
Soul-encroaching flower cannot wait any longer. Nie Tian must go to Ripcloud Mountain for the herb.
"Hold on." Nie Tian's eyes were drawn to a broken sword on a booth.
The broken sword had only a half left. The remaining dark part revealed a trace of simplicity and violence.
"How familiar is that." Nie Tian tried hard to sense the lingering will inside the broken sword. His mouth curled up as his expressions turned complex.
"My old fellow. It's you."There was a while when Nie Tian's eyes became softened, just like a fire was burning within himself.
Nie Tian could not be more familiar with the broken sword before his eyes. That was Welkin Sword, the walking rapier of Nie Tian when he was in the heavenly world.
When Nie Tian was confronted with Wu Xiaotian, the royal family member of the devildom, Welkin Sword was broken into halves and missing in the abyss of the heavenly world by his Dragon Broadsword. No one knew its whereabouts.
Never could Nie Tian see this coming. He should meet Welkin Sword again in his rebirth in a hundred years.
Nie Tian picked up the broken sword beside himself. He felt the familiarity and strangeness as well as a fact that things remained, and he was no more.
"It's been a hundred years, my fellow. You're still close to me. This time, I shall not fail you. Since I am now reborn and we meet again, the broken sword shall meet its rebirth. Welkin Sword, I shall wash off your dirt and polish up your glory." Nie Tian touched the broken sword. His melancholy was gone and an extreme resolution remained.
The booth owner was a gray-haired man. He was surprised to see Nie Tian in such a mood. Then his eyes brightened and smiled, "You are really someone with glasses. The broken sword is an antique magic weapon. It has slain dragons of the devildom before it was broken. I've studied it for many years. Still, I know nothing about what it is made of."
Nie Tian gave a faint smile as he listened to the old man.
Of course he knew that the old man was bluffing, with a sole attempt to raise the price.
Still, he was a great storyteller. Although Welkin Sword was not an antique magic weapon, it did have slain the dragons of the devildom.
As for the material of Welkin Sword, it was the heart of a fallen star.
He left the heart of the star to Tian Gong, the top Master Swordsmith in the heavenly world. It cost Tian Gong painful efforts and a year to make it real.
When the Welkin Sword was given birth to, the radiance went as far as the ninth layer of the heaven, shocking the entire heavenly world. It was rated as the top among the Ten Famous Swords in Heaven.
Tian Gong once praised the Welkin Sword as his most satisfying work of lifetime.
What a shame it was to see the once top famous sword in heaven emerge as a bargain in the three thousand small worlds. The scene could really make one weep and sigh.
"How much?" Nie Tian cut the crap with the booth owner.
The owner gave a shrewd smile, "It must be a spirit weapon of third level if not broken. I do feel there is connection between you two. I'll sell it as a first level at one hundred silver coins. What do you think?"
The owner measured Nie Tian with his squinting eyes as he finished his words.
"Deal." Nie Tian smiled plainly and gave a crisp answer.
It was obvious that the old guy had no idea what level of spirit weapon Welkin Sword ranked.
Forged with the heart of the star by the top master of swordsmith in heaven and entitled the top famous sword in heaven, Welkin Sword was a genuine monarchic weapon of the ninth level.
How could a spirit weapon of the third level slay dragons of the devildom.
Most importantly, Welkin Sword was Nie Tian's walking sword. He would pay a million gold coins, let alone a hundred silver coins.
The owner was somewhat regretful to hear a crisp answer from Nie Tian. He should have quoted higher.
However, he was roughly a credible businessman. He didn't bite his tongue but smiled, "This gentleman, I have other spirit weapons here on sale. I wonder if you like to take a look?"
Nie Tian scanned and there was nothing but broken spirit weapons all over. The rusty tripod, the broken broadsword, the worn armor, and a half-missing chessboard.
It turned out that the old guy was a dealer of broken spirit weapons.
Nie Tian manipulated his mentality to feel the spirit weapons before his eyes. But to his disappointment, there was no luck.
"Thank you very much." Nie Tian would waste no time and he handed over ten gold coins.
A hundred silver coins equaled to ten gold coins.
The universal currency in the three thousand small worlds were metal coins. One gold was ten silvers. One silver made ten coppers. One copper equaled ten irons.
Nie Tian had a delightful mood when he bought the Welkin Sword. And he planned to go to Ripcloud Mountain right now.
"Nie Tian!" A sound was heard from behind when he turned around.
It was a melodic voice with somewhat coldness at the same time.
Nie Tian stopped and turned around, only to see an amazing figure.
The maid before his eyes were fifteen or sixteen years old. The unparalleled and exquisite face could astound the world and overthrow cities and states.
Just by standing there, she was imposing coldness onto anyone else, like a snowy lotus of an icy mountain that looked blow at the earthly world.
Nie Tian could never expect to see such an amazing woman in the distant city of the three thousand small worlds.
"Mo Ruxi!"Nie Tian screamed out the name as he quickly searched his memory for the information of the beauty.
Her name was Mo Ruxi, and she was the apple of eyes to the lord of Moyang City.
"Nie Tian, fancy that you still remember me. So you finally show up, don't you?" Mo Ruxi uttered another few words, but still with coldness and some resent maybe.