Chapter 1494 The Situation in the Upper City

"What is the origin of this little...brother?"

Looking at the figures of Ye Feng and his companions leaving, the warrior who came with them was stunned. In his memory, no one was qualified to enjoy such treatment. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

"Is he Ye Feng?"

"He looks very ordinary. How could a plain-looking little warrior from the lower city...get Miss Tianlan's personal care?"

Not to mention the warrior, the other guards on both sides were also at a loss, whispering.

You know, there are more than a hundred lower cities participating in the city competition, and the time lasts for half a year. In other words, there are more than four or five hundred lower city disciples who joined the various sects in Jinhua City this time.

Miss Tianlan only asked them to take care of Ye Feng.

Originally, it was reasonable for the lower city disciples to have some friendship with the upper envoy, but it was a bit unusual for this to happen to Miss Tianlan. After all, the latter's identity...

...

Gulu!

As the leader of the army, Fan Dui, entered the city, Ye Feng was dazzled by the prosperity and luxury in the city.

This so-called gold-selling vault in the mouth of Elder Ao Cang was like an exquisite painting, slowly unfolding in front of him.

The huge buildings in front were lined up one after another, ups and downs, and were carefully designed. At a glance, the pavilions and towers were endless and spectacular.

Even the ground under his feet was made of a hard bluestone, which looked spotless.

Raising his head, at the end of his vision, there were clouds and mists, and several huge mountains rose from the ground, waterfalls and rainbows flew down, and drilled out of the clouds and mists. In the clouds and mists, there were white palaces that appeared and disappeared from time to time, like a secret place in the sky.

Dinglingling!

A series of melodious bells rang in the air, and a blue phoenix, unusually handsome, pulled the jade chariot frame and passed by close to the ground, and the many warriors who could only walk on the street all showed admiration and admiration.

The golden curtains hanging on the jade chariot flew up in the wind, and a face as calm as a crown of jade could be vaguely seen, as if it was Young Master Yuan who was teleported out in the bloody chaos.

Seeing Ye Feng looking up with a contemplative look, Captain Fan thought he was also envious of the identity of the person in the jade chariot.

"Young Master, as long as you become a fourth-grade inscription master, you can enjoy the special car pulled by the blue phoenix in this city. Tsk, tsk, what a glory... We dare not even think about it."

"May I ask Captain Fan, how can an inscription master... get such a high treatment in the upper city?"

Watching Young Master Yuan who was leaving in a cloud of dust, Captain Fan's words surprised Ye Feng secretly.

Along the way, he could sense the status of the inscription master in Jinhua Shangcheng, but he didn't expect it to be so exaggerated. Other warriors, even semi-saints and even saints, can only walk in this city and are not allowed to ride.

But a fourth-grade inscription master enjoys the Qingluan special car?

Is the fourth-grade inscription master more honorable than the saint?

"Just call me Fan Xuan." Captain Fan waved his hand and asked, "Sir, do you know the origin of my Jinhua Shangcheng?"

Ye Feng shook his head.

"Among the thirteen counties of Shenwu, apart from the top ten heroic cities, Tianqi County has the most inscription masters, followed by my Jinhua Shangcheng. As a second-rate city, its luxury and wealth may not be comparable even to the first-rate heroic cities."

"Everything comes from the inscription master. While winning over the strong men from all directions, the inscription master also brought endless wealth and resources. Therefore, the county prince's mansion has greatly improved the treatment of the inscription masters, making their status and position rise with the tide."

Ye Feng suddenly realized.

No wonder Jinhua Upper City made old man Ao Cang sigh with emotion.

"Brother Fan, what is the division of other forces in the Upper City?" Ye Feng asked casually with a light bow.

"To put it simply, there are not many forces above the fifth rank in this county. There is only one mansion, one association, two sects, one pavilion and five families. The other fourth-rank aristocratic families are numerous, at least dozens, and there is no need to understand them one by one."

Seeing Ye Feng's look of seeking advice, Fan Xuan straightened his body and introduced with some pride: "The first mansion is naturally the Tianning County Prince's Mansion. In our Tianning County... it has an unparalleled ruling position. It is rumored that every county prince's mansion has the shadow of the three major sects of the human race behind it."

When talking about the three major sects, Fan Xuan lowered his voice and seemed particularly mysterious.

"This time, I'm referring to the Inscription Master Guild, whose wealth is even greater than that of the Bishui Pavilion."

"Perhaps the Inscription Master Guild is not as powerful as the Prince's Mansion, but they have a wide range of friends, and many high-quality inscription masters and grandmasters can establish relationships with powerful people from all sides. They are the only existence in this county that can be compared with the Prince's Mansion."

"Actually... so terrifying?"

Ye Feng was secretly shocked.

The Bishui Pavilion Chamber of Commerce, which is spread across the thirteen counties of the human race, has all kinds of means, and no one knows how rich their family assets are.

Although the Bishui Pavilion in Jinhua Shangcheng is only a branch of the main pavilion in Tianning County, the Inscription Master Guild can surpass them in financial resources, which still surprised Ye Feng.

"Of course. To become an inscription master admired by everyone is the dream of countless people."

Fan Xuan sighed, and suddenly patted Ye Feng's shoulder in a comforting manner, saying: "Those guys... are one in a million perverts. You and I will never be able to achieve that in our lifetime, so there is no need to envy them."

Ye Feng smiled and continued to ask: "The one pavilion that Brother Fan mentioned should refer to the Bishui Pavilion, right? What about the two sects?"

Jinhua Shangcheng has a reputation as a den of brothels, so how could the Bishui Pavilion let go of this big piece of fat meat?

"Yes, it is Bishui Pavilion. As for the two sects, they are the Yuan Sect of Heaven and Earth. The heavenly realm where the clouds are shrouded is where the two sects are located."

Fan Xuan looked at the distant sky, glanced at the vague palace, and said to Ye Feng: "Both sects are fifth-level forces in this county. In terms of overall strength, although the Tianyuan sect has fewer people, it is superior. , and the status is slightly higher than that of Diyuan Sect.”

At this point, Fan Xuan suddenly lowered his voice and said: "But you must remember one thing, young master. No matter whether it is a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect or the Diyuan Sect, you must never offend..."

"how do I say this?"

Ye Feng felt curious and could hear something in Fan Xuan's words.

"This... the warriors who can enter the two sects of heaven and earth, in addition to their own cultivation, often have someone behind them. If you offend just one, it may lead to a large number of people."

"In our Jinhua Shangcheng, cultivation strength is only one aspect. Financial resources and connections are sometimes more important..."

Fan Xuan pointed to Ye Feng's clothes with some embarrassment.

"Oh I got it."

Hearing this, Ye Feng chuckled.

This person seems to be a bit snobbish, but his behavior is not bad. In such an environment, there may not be many people who can maintain their original aspirations.

"Brother Fan, I wonder if you can do me a little favor?"

After a slight hesitation, Ye Feng took out one million spirit stones from his storage bag and handed it to Fan Xuan.

The shot was for one million high-grade spiritual stones. Fan Xuan was a little stunned. Even ordinary king-level figures would not be so generous. Could it be that he had misjudged it? The young man in front of me who came from the city is actually a... nouveau riche?