Walking through the lively streets of the black market, Ye Qingtang came to a relatively sparsely populated place in the black market, most of which were forges selling weapons, large and small, crowded and crowded.

Among the many forges, a very inconspicuous shop stands out, and a dilapidated plaque is hung above the forge, on which is engraved the word "Fusheng".

It is obviously the most inconspicuous forge on this street, but outside this floating gate, there are a lot of people around, and those people are all gorgeously dressed, and they look like ordinary people.

"Du Sheng, you can do it, sell me a sword, right?" A man in a fancy costume was talking to a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in the small shop.

The young man was handsome and dressed very ordinary, but the man who begged for the sword was stammering with good words.

"I'm sorry, my master said, he was in a bad mood today and didn't want to buy a sword." The young Du Sheng spoke a little helplessly.

"Don't, I've got everything ready here, look at it, it's all the master's favorites, you can help me intercede, and let the master sell me a sword!" I don't pick, just give me a handful. ”

"Yes, yes, just give me a handful, whatever it takes, just sell us."

"Semi-finished products are fine!"

A group of men in fancy clothes begged Du Sheng for a while.

Completely different from other forges that opened their doors to do business, Du Sheng shook his head helplessly in the face of so many requests.

"It's really not for sale today, so please go back."

The guys from a few forges on the side saw that the Fusheng Forge was pushing the big business out like this, and they all looked red-eyed, and they couldn't wait to come forward and pull all those customers to their stores.

Ye Qingtang looked at the scene in front of him, but he was no longer surprised.

Although this floating forge is small, it is the best business in this area, but if you want to buy a sword from the floating forge shop, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, no matter what status you are, and how many treasures you are willing to smash, if you want to buy a sword, it depends on the mood of the owner of this floating forge shop.

In her previous life, Ye Qingtang came here many times with her senior brother in the name of her master, but she didn't know how much effort she wasted, and she couldn't get the boss of the floating forge to agree to build a blade for her master, and in the end, it was her master who came forward in person, and it took a few days to convince the other party, and the price paid was quite large.

The owner of this floating forge is different from others, it is rumored that it is a once famous forger, and the blades created by his hands are all divine weapons, but this person has a strange nature, and he lives in seclusion in the black market of the Nine Nights Dynasty, and it is rare to see people.

In his previous life, the method of forging blades with aura crystals was researched by this forger a few years later.

A group of people, to talk about it, couldn't buy a sword, and could only stare at the few blades hanging in the store with greed.

Ye Qingtang then approached the small forging workshop, looking at the simple and almost shabby furnishings in the forging workshop, there was not the slightest wave in her eyes, her gaze directly skipped over those blades, and looked at Du Sheng who was wiping a sharp sword.

"Hello, I want to find Master Du." Ye Qingtang said directly.

Du Sheng raised his head slightly, looked at the good-looking and excessively beautiful young man in front of him, and was in a trance for a while.

The other guests in the store suddenly heard Ye Qingtang's dazzling eyes, and they all subconsciously turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.