Extra-Large Hammer

Zhao Xiuyun seemed to have forgotten what just happened and was no longer angry. It wasn't worth it.

After all, compared to Zhao Ping'an's current Innate Realm cultivation, her second brother's promiscuous daughter wasn't even worthy of carrying his shoes.

After having lunch with Mistress, Zhao Ping'an took his leave from the Zhao Residence.

He didn't return to his own residence but headed towards Senior Disciple Brother's place.

Tomorrow was Senior Disciple Brother's wedding day, and he would stay there tonight, commonly known as: warming the bridal chamber!

Along the way, Zhao Ping'an found everything novel. Although South Ridge City wasn't a large city, it could accommodate 100,000 people, ranking second in Tiannan Prefecture, second only to the prefecture city, Tiannan City.

As for the remaining two cities, they were small cities with populations of only forty to fifty thousand.

"Sugar figures, handmade sugar figures, not sweet, no money!"

"Buns, just out of the oven, hot buns! Thin skin, big filling!!!"

"Wild ginseng just transported from Dongshan Prefecture! All are over ten years old, don't miss it if you pass by..."

The calls of vendors along the way were endless. Unfortunately, Zhao Ping'an was short of money and couldn't afford anything.

"Perhaps I am the poorest Great Grandmaster in this world."

Touching his empty pockets, Zhao Ping'an chuckled self-deprecatingly and strode forward.

He quickly passed through the lively and prosperous commercial street and turned into Green Bamboo Alley, where Senior Disciple Brother lived.

As a direct disciple of a Blazing Blade Sect elder, and with a generous personality, Ji Xiangming's courtyard was already crowded with friends.

As for which of them were sincere and which were fake, only Senior Disciple Brother could discern.

Anyway, Zhao Ping'an didn't recognize any of them.

"Yo, little junior disciple is here. You've been hiding in the Zhao Residence these past two days, quite peaceful. My voice and those of your three senior brothers are hoarse from shouting."

As the only daughter among the senior and junior disciples, the eye-pleasing Third Senior Sister Mu Yunmeng and the smooth-talking Second Senior Disciple Brother Cui Kang'an, along with their years of being down the mountain, were very familiar with the guests. Senior Disciple Brother had arranged them as left and right guardians at the entrance, specifically to greet the arriving guests.

So, upon seeing Zhao Ping'an, who was free of all burdens, Mu Yunmeng immediately stepped forward, pinched his ear, and yelled in his ear.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... Senior Sister, I was wrong! I was wrong!"

A true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm. Zhao Ping'an immediately admitted defeat and begged for mercy repeatedly.

"Hmph! I'll spare you this time... Go inside and find a place to sit."

Looking at the pleading Zhao Ping'an, Mu Yunmeng let go of his ear and instructed.

"Okay, you be busy, don't mind me! Senior Disciple Brother!"

Zhao Ping'an rubbed his ears and awkwardly bowed to his Second Senior Disciple Brother, Cui Kang'an.

"Mm, go on in. After tomorrow, we'll get together again."

Cui Kang'an shrugged, a look of schadenfreude on his face.

"Okay!"

Inside the Senior Disciple Brother's courtyard, which was over 300 square meters, sat and stood twenty to thirty people. It was now afternoon, the breeze was gentle, and the sun was bright. The guests were drinking and chatting in small groups.

For those not drinking, fruits, melons, and tea were also provided.

Zhao Ping'an circled around but couldn't find a single place to sit. As for the guests, he didn't recognize any of them.

"This... I can't just stand here like an idiot, right? Maybe I'll come back tonight..."

Zhao Ping'an muttered, then slowly walked towards the outhouse in the corner. While no one was paying attention, he instantly leaped over the three-meter-high wall and ran.

He couldn't leave through the main gate anyway. If his Third Senior Sister saw him, she'd lecture him again.

Behind the wall was another small alley. Zhao Ping'an glanced at the sign—Pear Blossom Alley.

The name was simple and unpretentious, lacking any poetic flair.

He looked around. Besides two children playing and a large yellow dog, no one noticed him. Zhao Ping'an tidied his clothes and strode towards the main street outside the alley.

The area was inhabited by well-off families in the city, considered the middle class of Nanling City. Therefore, both the road planning and house construction were very neat.

Beggars and thugs wouldn't dare show their faces in this alley. Otherwise, the disciples of the Blazing Blade Sect would show them why flowers were so red.

"I've been here for several days, and no one has properly browsed yet. Even if I don't have money, looking doesn't cost anything..."

Exiting Pear Blossom Alley, Zhao Ping'an muttered and casually picked a direction to walk.

Unconsciously, the sun began to set. Zhao Ping'an found himself on a street that looked expensive.

The road was wide and clean, wide enough for three carriages to pass side-by-side.

On both sides were multi-story wooden and stone buildings, luxuriously decorated.

Cosmetics, weapons, armor, restaurants, tea houses, banks, inns, and so on. The people entering and exiting were all high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

"Wang's Weaponry Shop?"

Zhao Ping'an stopped in his tracks, looking at a five-story pavilion on the street.

In his previous life, he had a great fondness for all sorts of cold weapons. Unfortunately, regulations were too strict. Apart from playing with them at home, he didn't dare bring them out. But now, no one was watching.

He immediately walked in...

"What can I get for you, sir? If you don't see anything you like, we can also do custom orders!"

The moment he entered, a young attendant rushed up, asking with a smile.

Although Zhao Ping'an had no money, his clothes were not cheap, so even if the attendant judged him by his appearance, he wouldn't think he was a penniless beggar.

"You don't need to follow me. I'll just look around. I'll call you if I need anything."

Zhao Ping'an waved his hand casually.

"Alright, sir. Please take your time!"

The attendant didn't pester him and bowed, retreating to the doorway. He couldn't afford to offend anyone who could enter this place.

"Holy crap, this is ridiculously expensive!"

In front of Zhao Ping'an were rows of neatly categorized weapon racks: sabers, spears, swords, staffs, shields, bows, etc. Zhao Ping'an's eyes lit up.

Unfortunately, the prices made him instantly freeze.

There wasn't a single item priced below ten taels of silver. One tael of silver in this world was roughly equivalent to a thousand yuan in his previous life, so ten taels was ten thousand yuan.

In his previous life, a long sword made of high-quality steel only cost a few hundred yuan, and its hardness and toughness were far superior to the items before him.

"Hmm? Such a big hammer? Is it hollow!"

Suddenly, Zhao Ping'an was attracted by two black, prism-shaped giant hammers in the corner. The hammerheads were about a foot in diameter (33 cm), the handles were about two inches thick (7 cm), and the overall length exceeded 1.2 meters.

If these things were solid, even if they were just ordinary pig iron, they would weigh around two to three hundred catties. Two of them combined would be over five hundred catties.

Judging by their jet-black color, the material was clearly not pig iron.

Ordinary Grandmasters might be able to lift such things, but continuously swinging them would be difficult, even for a Great Grandmaster.

But Zhao Ping'an, a Body Refinement Great Grandmaster, had long surpassed ten thousand catties in single-arm strength. A mere few hundred catties was no pressure at all.

"This young master, would you like to try?"