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The Li Trigram was fire, and the Kan Trigram was water.

From the name alone, it was clear that this was a sword of Water and Fire Intermingling.

It possessed two mutually opposing attributes. No wonder it was five-star quality; that attribute alone was incredibly impressive.

Li Kan Sword:

Category: Weapon Card.

Star Rating: ★★★★★

Attribute: Water/Fire.

Sharpness: 1330.

Durability: 1400.

Effects: First, increases the power of water-element skills by 20%. Second, increases the power of fire-element skills by 20%. Third, Heat Wave Slash, power 1200. Simultaneously infuses water and fire into sword qi, forming a scorching heat wave.

Fan Lang looked over the system description and was fairly satisfied with the sword.

He had originally planned to spend money on a five-star weapon. Now he had saved a large sum; there was no reason to refuse such a benefit.

"Thanks."

Fan Lang accepted the valuable Weapon Card with a smile, but he was not satisfied with that alone.

"Since you're being generous, City Lord, aside from a weapon, I'm also lacking suitable manuals. Could you give me two more five-star manuals?" Fan Lang asked shamelessly.

"Of course. Since I've already given you a Weapon Card, why would I begrudge you a few manuals? You can go to the top floor of the library now. There are five-star manuals there, though not many of them. Choose carefully." Luo Jiuxiao readily agreed.

"How generous! I won't take this favor for nothing. I'll repay you someday."

"We're on the same side. Why talk about repayment? That's far too formal."

Luo Jiuxiao smiled broadly. He was trying to win Fan Lang over precisely because he hoped to receive something in return one day. It was like an investment, but he could not say that aloud.

Afterward, Fan Lang headed to the library, found Old White, and explained why he had come. Old White knew Fan Lang was now a favored figure at the City Lord's Mansion, so he asked no questions and directly led him to the top floor to choose manuals.

The higher the grade of a manual, the more precious it was. The City Lord's Mansion had only a dozen or so five-star manuals in total, and some of them were damn incomplete.

Fan Lang could tell which manuals were stronger merely by looking at their names, and he quickly selected two.

Back when he had been very weak, he had been undiscriminating and wanted to learn every skill he could. Now that his strength was steadily growing, he had gradually changed his strategy and begun pursuing quality over quantity.

Only the finest skills among those of the same grade could catch his eye.

Learning a pile of miscellaneous skills and cramming them into his memory was not necessarily a good thing. He hoped every skill he learned in the future would be a masterpiece!

These two manuals were classic examples of excellence. One was called Asura Swordplay, and the other Sky Covering Hand. Each had its own strengths, and both were tremendously powerful.

Fan Lang learned both skills on the spot. One progress bar would take eighteen hours, while the other would take twenty. He only had to wait patiently.

"I've picked my books. I'm off," Fan Lang said in farewell.

"Fan Lang, you're going to participate in the Wind Cloud Genius Battle. Would you like me to tell you a little about it? I know the candidates sent by every faction, especially those famous geniuses. You must be careful," Old White kindly reminded him.

"No need. They're just a bunch of trash. I don't need to know anything about them."

Fan Lang had no interest in Old White's suggestion. He turned and left immediately, too lazy to hear another word.

Old White nearly coughed up blood. It was stifling. After not seeing him for a few days, this brat was still just as arrogant!

Calling those geniuses trash—throughout all of Wind Cloud City, Fan Lang was probably the only one who dared say such a thing.

Arrogant as he was, Fan Lang did have the capital to be arrogant. Old White knew that, so he said nothing.

"This year's Wind Cloud Genius Battle should be interesting."

Old White stroked his white beard, feeling even more anticipation for the upcoming grand event.

Equipment covered every aspect. A Li Kan Sword alone was obviously not enough.

Fan Lang did not expect the City Lord's Mansion to give him a complete set of equipment. He planned to buy the rest himself.

Throughout Wind Cloud City, the Silver Moon Merchant Guild was unmatched when it came to selling equipment. After leaving the library, Fan Lang headed straight there.

Although he had watched the Silver Moon Merchant Guild's team get wiped out and even made a fortune off the dead, he felt no conflict over it. If he needed to spend money at the Silver Moon Merchant Guild, then he would go there. There was no need to care about such things; what mattered was being carefree.

The Silver Moon Merchant Guild owned many businesses in the area, naturally with some more important than others. Its most expensive transactions were conducted at the guild's main venue, which was where Fan Lang was headed.

On one side of a bustling street stood a sprawling building. Its high-hung plaque bore the four golden characters for Silver Moon Merchant Guild, and the gold plating on them was genuine gold, displaying the guild's extravagance.

The place had three entrances alone, with people constantly flowing in and out in a bustling scene.

Fan Lang entered alone, casually looked around, then headed directly for the highest-class trading area. The goods sold there cost at least ten thousand taels of silver. Only such merchandise could catch his eye.

Because the goods were so expensive, few people came to this area to shop. It was especially empty at the moment, leaving the two salespeople looking rather idle.

When they saw Fan Lang approach, the two salespeople hurriedly greeted him with smiles.

"What would this customer like to buy?" one of the salespeople asked with a smile.

"I'll just browse first," Fan Lang said.

"Oh, then please take your time. If anything catches your eye, just let us know." The salesperson made an inviting gesture.

Though he appeared courteous on the surface, the salesperson did not think much of Fan Lang. Customers who said they were just browsing usually bought nothing, and Fan Lang did not look like a wealthy man from the way he was dressed.

Fan Lang continued browsing on his own, his gaze passing over all kinds of equipment and cards. At first, the two salespeople followed beside him, but before long, they left him there and stopped attending to him.

After a while, a new customer entered the trading area: a spirited young man dressed in black, his expression calm and undisturbed, with a massive saber as tall as himself strapped to his back.

When the two salespeople saw the black-clad youth, they seemed to come alive at once and hurried over to greet him.

"Young Master Yue, what brings you here?"

"Young Master Yue, this way please. I'll have someone make you some tea right away."

The two salespeople fawned over him.

Fan Lang glanced over and saw the black-clad youth, immediately recognizing his identity.

"So it's him."

The black-clad youth was named Yue Yifei. He had originally been a little beggar wandering the streets. One day, when someone bullied him, he awakened his potential in desperation and released a burst of Mystic Power, blowing all his enemies apart.

The president of the Silver Moon Merchant Guild happened to witness the scene, discovered Yue Yifei's immense potential, and took him in. Later, he gave him the name Yue Yifei, meaning to soar skyward in a single flight.

Yue Yifei was the president's adopted son. Within the Silver Moon Merchant Guild, he stood below only one person and above countless others. No wonder those two salespeople were so eager to flatter him.

Barring any surprises, Yue Yifei would definitely participate in the Wind Cloud Genius Battle. He was one of Fan Lang's potential opponents.

A potential opponent was not the same as a current opponent.

Fan Lang withdrew his gaze and continued choosing the goods he wanted.

Yue Yifei was in a good mood today. He smiled faintly and said, "The Wind Cloud Genius Battle is in two days. Father told me to come take a look and see whether there's anything I want."

"Young Master Yue, feel free to choose whatever you like and take whatever you want. It wouldn't matter even if you emptied this place," one of the salespeople said with a flattering smile.

Yue Yifei began selecting items, while the two salespeople bustled around him, completely ignoring Fan Lang nearby.

After looking around, Fan Lang spotted three items that he found rather good.

"Hey." Fan Lang crooked a finger at the salespeople.

Whether the salespeople had not heard him or simply did not take him seriously, there was no response at all.

"Are you two even doing business?" Fan Lang frowned slightly and raised his voice, already feeling somewhat irritated.

Only then did the two salespeople react. Both looked toward Fan Lang, and one said impatiently, "Don't rush. We'll attend to you after we're done serving Young Master Yue."

"Time is money. I can't afford to wait."

"Do you even know who Young Master Yue is? What's wrong with making you wait while he's here?"

In the eyes of the two salespeople, Yue Yifei was a lofty figure, and they believed everyone else should respect Yue Yifei as they did.

That was the mindset of ants—small and pathetic.

The person they revered might not even amount to a fart in someone else's eyes.