Chapter 190 Information on the Walls Village
“I’ll consider it again. What’s the use of the generous remuneration? Look at the injuries and deaths previously. I’m afraid I won’t have the life to take this money.” “With your little guts, how can you still have the face to say that you have experienced magical power before? If you’re afraid of death, why have you co to Hardy County?”
“Say it again. I’m not afraid of death, but I won’t kill my way to my death. Believe it or not, if you carry on talking, you’ll be kneeling on the ground and begging now.”
“Why? Are you itching to show the cultivation technique you have just learned two days ago?” “So be it. Who’s afraid of you?”
“So be it. It is just nice that my fists have been itching these few days.”
“Let’s go fight in the open.”
Ron, who was sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, looked down and suddenly saw two figures jumping out of the window. Ron had also heard most of what the two of them had said just now, and they had actually quarreled before he could hear any useful information. Now that they had already gone outside to compete, Ron was a little speechless.
He was bored anyway, so Ron watched their duel with curiosity.
The other commoners in Hardy County seed to be very enthusiastic about this matter, and they were also very calm, as if everyone was already used to it because it happened often. As such, Ron could see the local culture more clearly.
The two of them were competing in the middle. There were people cheering non-stop, and so were even betting on who would win.
Although the two of them were both at the Physical Body Realm, one was at level-7 and the other at level-8, no matter how intense the battle was, it would not cause too much harm.
“Want to bet?” A voice sounded in his ear when Ron was watching intently. It was the person in charge of the betting platform, and he was smiling.
Ron had not planned to place a bet; he just wanted to take a look. However, on second thought, he could ask him about the Walls Village, so he was suddenly interested.
Ron took out three spirit stones from his pocket. “I bet that the person at level-8 would
win.”
The other party happily put away the spirit stones because Ron was the last person he asked. Everyone else in the restaurant had placed a bet. He did not leave imdiately. Instead, he asked, “Young Master, you’re not a local, right?”
“Yes, this is my first ti here.” As such, the two of them started chatting.
“Young Master, what’s your surna?”
“My surna is Nicholas.”
“Young Master, do you want to ask sothing?” The person opposite him was indeed experienced and could tell at a glance Ron’s intention.
“Yes, I’m new here and would like to ask about sothing.” Ron was very straightforward and did not hide anything.
“You’ve found the right person, then. I’ve lived here for decades, and there’s nothing I don’t know. Go ahead and ask. Nothing can stump .”
“Is there a place here called Walls Village?” said Ron quickly. “Isn’t this village pretty close to here?”
“Walls Village? It looks like the Young Master doesn’t know much about this place. You must have co from a very far place, otherwise, you would have known. This village is very famous. Are you going there to refine weapons?”
“Refine weapons?” Ron repeated, perplexed. He had not expected the village he was looking for to be so famous. “I’m going to find soone.”
From the person’s words, Ron had a rough idea that the Walls Village was also called a weapon-refining village. There were many experts in refining weapons in the village who could create extraordinary weapons. Although they were not comparable to magical weapons, they far surpassed ordinary weapons.
At the sa ti, more than 200 kiloters away, there was also a famous family clan called the Spirit Ribbon Academy. Although they were not particularly powerful, they were top-notch in weapon refinent.
In the eyes of those who tempered magical power, magical equipnt and dicinal pills were all very important requirents. However, most Magi did not have the energy to refine or refine pills themselves. Even if they had the energy, they would sotis be limited by their talent. Therefore, refiners and alchemists had always been a very good profession.
As the only weapon-refining sect in the vicinity, the Spirit Ribbon Academy had always had a lot of people coming to seek knowledge. There was also an endless stream of people who ca knocking on their door, spending a lot of money to request for weapons to be made. Sotis, even if they had to wait a year or so, it might not even be their turn.
As for the Walls Village which Ron was looking for, most of the people in the village had a certain connection with weapon refinent. It was also said that everyone in the Walls Village was a master of weapon refinent and could build very powerful weapons.
The previous few generations of the villagers were disciples of the weapon-refinent academy, or perhaps so had received pointers before. In short, almost everyone knew how to forge weapons. Although they were not comparable to the weapons forged by the Spirit Ribbon Academy, the weapons forged by the Walls Village could only be considered half magical weapons.
After all, not everyone could obtain the weapons from the Spirit Ribbon Academy, so many people had no choice but to settle for the next best thing. They ca to Walls Village to find a half-magical weapon.
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It was not just the Magi who would co here. Many prominent family clans would also co here, spending money to hire people to build magical weapons. This was also the reason why the Walls Village was famous. Foreigners would co here all year round after having heard of its reputation.
After hearing this person’s story, Ron was very shocked. He had not expected there to be so many talents in this place. He wondered if the clansn whom the Old Ancestor had asked him to find were from the Walls Village. They might also be able to build magical weapons. In this way, when Ron brought them back, he would be able to build magical weapons.
“If Young Master wants to go to Walls Village, I suggest that you don’t go alone. It’s really not safe. It’s best if you go with the caravan.” After the person had finished speaking, he felt uneasy and advised.
“Thank you.”
As soon as Ron had finished speaking, there was a burst of cheering. He had not expected the battle outside to have ended. Ron had guessed wrongly. The Mage, who was at level-7 of the Physical Body Realm, had won.
“Young Master, you’ve guessed wrong.”
Ron did not care about this outco. He raised his hand and gave the person three more spirit stones. “It’s okay, consider this as a consultation fee.”
Before the person could react, he was already surrounded by the winners, who all wanted the money they had won. After they had finally cald down these people, Ron could no longer be seen.
After Ron had left the restaurant, he walked in the direction of the village, but he did not listen to the suggestion to travel with the caravan. Instead, he bought a random map by the side of the road and walked in the direction of the Walls Village himself.
He had seen all kinds of dangers along the way, so he was naturally not afraid of these. If he were to wait for the caravan, there might be people asking all sorts of questions. He was already used to walking alone on this journey, so it was better for him to walk freely.
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