Made-Up Martial Arts, Have You Really Mastered Them, Disciple?
Chapter 117

Miss Du: Xu Yan: I'm Too Poor

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The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion stood ten zhang tall and was divided into five floors. It was resplendent and magnificent, while the county government office not far away looked incredibly crude by comparison, like a slum.

At the open entrance stood two pretty maids on either side. Smiling, they welcomed every guest who entered. What shocked Xu Yan even more was that all four maids were Seventh-grade Martial Artists.

"This is only the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion in a small county, yet it's already so grand. Just how magnificent must the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion in the commandery city be?"

Xu Yan sighed endlessly.

He stepped toward the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

"Young master, please come in!"

The maid smiled and gestured for him to enter.

Once inside the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, Xu Yan looked around. A maid smiled and approached him. "Young master, what do you need? I'll introduce you to our wares."

As an experienced attendant of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, she could tell at a glance that Xu Yan was a fledgling who had just left his village and was visiting the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion for the first time.

Thus, she had immediately come forward to ask.

"What do you have here?"

Xu Yan asked.

He did not try to hide his inexperience.

"Young master, this way, please. This is the catalog of items on the first floor of our Heavenly Treasure Pavilion."

Under the maid's guidance, he came to a counter.

The maid took out a catalog and handed it to him.

Xu Yan flipped through it. There were all kinds of medicines, spiritual medicines, weapons, cultivation techniques, and so on. The variety was vast, and every item was something a martial artist might need.

He flipped to the last page but did not see a Storage Bag.

Xu Yan

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