Qin Yun was rather calm. He could tell that the petite youth was in the Martial Dao Realm but he was only at the first level of martial dao.
His Great Dao Life Mark was only at the first stage and could be seen from the aura of the Great Dao power.
In the Martial Desolate, there were indeed many martial dao practitioners. In this place where fish and dragons mixed together, there were many.
"Prince of Hong Wu, please be magnanimous. If you guys were to fight here, then this old man's inn will be destroyed. This is just for the sake of a meal! If you want to fight, you can fight outside!"
A small old man dressed in luxurious red clothes came down from upstairs and jogged to the side of the thin youth's table.
The faces of the people on the first floor changed drastically. They couldn't help but look at the skinny young man in shock.
The middle-aged man who had been talking to the petite youth immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
"Seventh Prince, I'll be taking your purple coins for this meal! You can also go to the top floor and enjoy the best, free of charge!" In order to calm the situation, the owner of the hotel hurriedly smiled.
Qin Yun looked at the old man. His aura was at the sixth or seventh level of the martial dao realm. Yet he had to be courteous to the seventh prince.
No one had thought that they would meet a member of the royal family here and a prince at that!
"I don't want to go up, not because I'm poor but because I like to be in a place like this! I, Hong Yan am not the kind of person who likes to put on airs! I don't want to eat for free, so I will pay as much as I should."
The petite youth said indifferently, "Don't worry, I have my principles. I won't destroy your hotel. Even if I do, I will compensate you as much as you owe me!"
Everyone couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the Seventh Prince. He was the son of a Martial King, how could he be so polite? It was indeed rare.
"The king of Hong Wu is Martial King Hong Ying, I heard that he has hundreds of daughters. This Prince Hong Wu is only at the first level of the Martial Dao Realm, he should be very young, why is he the seventh prince? You must know that the Hong Ying Martial King is at least one to two thousand years old!" A youth curiously asked the elder beside him in a low voice.
Qin Yun was also extremely curious.
"Seventh Prince Hong Yan seems to be in his twenties! I heard that he lost miserably in a duel with someone just now!" It was unknown who had the guts to say that in a low voice.
Hong Yan said indifferently: "Only a son who is acknowledged by my royal father can have the title of a conferred king and only then will he have the title of a prince! I was conferred the title of 'Fire King' at the age of ten! The eighth and ninth kings behind me, although they are a few hundred years old and their cultivation is higher than mine, they are still behind me!"
Many people also knew that these princes of the Martial Kingdom were ranked according to the personal preferences of the king.
Some children didn't even have a queue number, which was very pitiful.
Qin Yun felt a headache when he thought of this. He was also born into a royal family. Only a few brothers had earned title and they were bleeding from it.
And in a huge martial nation like Martial Desolate, the King had hundreds and thousands of children.
As one could imagine, the king's harem had 3,000 concubines!! That was a genuine 3,000!
"The Martial Kingdom is powerful! Just the king's children alone might be comparable to a Xuan sect!" Someone suddenly said.
When everyone heard this, they immediately fell silent!
Qin Yun gave it some careful thought and was greatly alarmed.
The son of a Martial King, the strongest one would definitely be at the Xuan realm. As for the others, there was no need to talk about them.
This kind of strength, just thinking about it, was terrifying!
Even though the Martial Kingdom was so powerful, no one dared to claim that they were an emperor!
This was because once one became an emperor, it would mean that the other martial kingdoms would be unified. This would lead to war.
And right now, there seemed to be no such level of power within the Martial Desolate.
Everyone now had a deeper understanding of Hong Yan's position as the seventh prince!
Hong Yan took off his straw hat. He was actually bald and there was a flame on his head. This was an extremely special shape.
"Is this Hong Yan's unique Fire Spirit Vein? On the head! No wonder he was granted the title of Fire King by Martial King Hong Ying!"
"I heard that he has another nickname, Skinny King.. because he's thin!"
"His martial spirit seems to be a Dragon Flame Martial Spirit, somewhere between a legendary and a divine martial spirit!"
Many people were discussing about the seventh prince in low voices. They only dared to speak up when they saw Hong Yan was easy to talk to.
Hong Yan suddenly stood up and walked towards Qin Yun's table.
"Brother, you and I are both at our own tables, how about we seat together? This way, you can eat more and you won't be so bored!" Hong Yan asked with a smile on his face.
The appearance of his face was rather handsome. However, because he was too thin and too small, he did not give off the feeling of a mighty warrior and was easily looked down upon by others.
He could conceal himself and then play the pig to eat the tiger!
Qin Yun said with a smile, "I'm very willing!"
Hong Yan smiled and sat down. With a wave of his hand, he used his formidable mental power to pick up the dishes on his table and moved them to Qin Yun's table.
Qin Yun had previously said that he would be happy but not long later, he regretted it. That was because Hong Yan had eaten very fast. He looked like a reincarnated demon.
Qin Yun was not someone who was willing to suffer losses. He hurriedly picked up the food and swept through the dishes.
It didn't take long for the two of them to eat it all!
Many people also noticed that and it made them feel that it was a bit strange. This was because these two youngsters seemed to have been starving for hundreds of years!
"Brother, looking at your clothes, did you just come out of the Cloud Dragon Mountain Range?" Hong Yan laughed as he called for a waiter to settle the bill.
Qin Yun and Hong Yan each paid their bills.
"That's right, I want to go to a decent city. I wonder if Flame King has any recommendations?" Qin Yun asked.
"The closest one is Northern Spirit City. It is controlled by the State of Yue Wu and is pretty good!" Hong Yan said, "If brother wants to go, we can go together!"
"Alright!" Qin Yun hurriedly agreed. With his strength, it was natural that he was not afraid of Hong Yan.
Hong Yan chuckled and left the restaurant with Qin Yun. Everyone envied Qin Yun for being able to befriend such a prince.
Qin Yun followed Hong Yan and wandered around the city.
"Brother, how should I address you?" Hong Yan asked.
"Qin Yun!" Qin Yun smiled. "Seventh Prince, when are we going to Northern Spirit City?"
"This... Let's buy two tiger horses first. This way, we won't be so tired while we're on the road. If we're hungry, we can still kill and eat!" Hong Yan smiled and said, "I'll bring you to buy a horse now!"
"Brother Yun, to be honest, I'm really short on money, I don't have any purple coins!" Hong Yan smiled with some awkwardness. "You can pay for me to buy horses for the time being. I'll definitely return it to you in the future! As a dignified seventh prince, I won't let you suffer so easily!"
Qin Yun was taken aback as he stopped in his tracks. He carefully sized up the person in front of him.
The dignified seventh prince actually didn't have the money to buy a horse!
"If you were the Seventh Prince, I wouldn't be afraid! But you don't seem like a real Seventh Prince!" Qin Yun smiled and said, "Your father is a martial king that can slay dragons. Why are you so poor?"
When Qin Yun thought of how he had to put the tables up to eat, he could not help but curse silently. This Hong Yan was even poorer of a pauper than him!
Hong Yan sighed, "To be honest, I lost to someone in the previous competition and lost everything. Weapons, armor, spirit artifacts, clothes, hair, accessories...I've lost it all but I still managed to pick up this set of clothes! I've been in the Cloud Dragon Mountain Range for a few days but I haven't even been able to find any demon beast hair!"
When Qin Yun heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched. He had thought that Hong Yan had shaved his head for the sake of his personality and to highlight his unique fire spirit vein.
"This... It's really tragic!" Qin Yun chuckled dryly.
"Brother Yun, I feel that we're lucky enough to have become friends!" Hong Yan laughed, "Then it's a deal! Come, let's go buy a horse!"
Qin Yun felt that Hong Yan came to him because he found it easy to deceive him.
"To be honest, I'm also poor. I spent all my purple coins on that meal just now!" Qin Yun said. He meant it seriously.
"Dude, you must be joking! You're already so poor and yet you spent the Purple Coin on such a sumptuous meal!" Hong Yan said with a disbelieving smile.
Qin Yun chuckled and said, "Brother, aren't you one as well? Why buy a horse when you are so poor! Just walk directly there!"
"I'm planning to go to Northern Spirit City and bet on my horse as well. Maybe I can make a comeback!" Hong Yan said, "Brother, you're not a member of the royal family. Without enough purple coins, you can't enter the Northern Spirit City!"
Qin Yun rolled his eyes and asked curiously, "Seventh Prince, you are not weak either! You actually lost in a duel, you must have lost many times!"
Hong Yan coughed twice: "I lost in Northern Spirit City, lost seven times in a row to the same person, what the hell! Losing is nothing but this reputation of mine... Sigh, I won't dare to return to the Hong Wu Royal City in a short period of time, as I will be laughed to death by those royal brothers!"
"Right, I have a storage bag on me. How much is it worth?" Qin Yun took out a storage bag and handed it to Hong Yan.
He also wanted to exchange for some purple coins, otherwise it would be difficult to even move an inch in this place.
Hong Yan took it and examined it and said in pleasant surprise: "Brother Yun, your luck is really good, where did you pick it up? The quality of this storage bag is not bad, it could be sold for 5,000 purple coins! It's just that I don't have the certification of a famous expert, otherwise I can double the price!"
Five thousand purple crystal coins, if placed on the edge of the land, it would be equivalent to five million crystal coins. It was also very expensive!
"What's an expert certification?" Qin Yun asked.
"This is the 'Divine Inscription Golden Book' of the Divine Inscription Palace. In total, there are more than 2000 of them. As long as it was verified by one of these guys even at the end of the list, it would be possible to double the price of the bag!" Hong Yan smiled.
Hong Yan seemed to be very familiar with this place and he soon found a place to pawn his storage bag. After bargaining a bit, he finally got 5000 purple coins.
Hong Yan had only lent a thousand to return four thousand to Qin Yun.
Qin Yun was worried that it would be snatched away.
Afterwards, the two of them headed towards the Northern Spirit City together.
"Brother Yun, wait for me outside the city. I'll lend you the purple coins after I turn the tables. I'll let you buy a pass!" Hong Yan smiled.
Qin Yun did not expect Hong Yan to make a comeback. He had lost seven times in a row, so the chances of a comeback were very small. After all, this was a competition of martial arts. It did not depend on luck but strength.
Losing seven times in a row showed that his strength was inferior to that man's.
"Who did you lose to? That person must have some background, right? And to let you, the Seventh Prince, lose so miserably, he must not be an ordinary person!" Qin Yun said.
"It's a girl! Princess from Xiao Wu Country, her name is Xiao Yuemei, she is really powerful!" Hong Yan said angrily, "And very sinister!"