Chapter 1507: Inscriptionist Guild

"It's really weird. I don't know which bastard did it. We still have half a day to practice, but we were all kicked out. Si Tu Reading.\nＣＯＭ"

Wang Yuwei cursed in a low voice with an unhappy look on his face.

Ye Feng: "..."

"Junior Brother Ye!"

Seeing Ye Feng coming out, Yuan Ningzhen immediately smiled and waved, saying: "Since we can't practice for the time being, why don't we go to the upper city for a stroll? It's rare to have free time. This lady has a lot of pocket money left this month. Please spend it together."

"Long live Senior Sister Yuan..."

A group of disciples from the Sweeping Sect immediately cheered excitedly.

No one would have any objection to Yuan Ningzhen, the little rich woman, inviting guests...

An hour later, a group of people came down the mountain in a mighty manner. As soon as they entered the city, they were like birds out of a cage, and scattered to every corner.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see it!"

When they arrived at the busy streets, Yuan Ningzhen's feminine side was fully exposed. She dragged Ye Feng and the others to various shops and soon bought a lot of things, almost filling up half of the storage ring.

"Hmm? How much is this animal skin?"

Stopped in front of a small stall, Ye Feng's eyes were attracted by a piece of purple animal skin.

"Oh, brother, you have a good eye. Judging from your appearance, you should be from one of the big sects in this city. This is the animal skin of the earth-level monster purple cloud-winged bird. The master of our store made it by hand, and the skin is not damaged at all. It originally cost three million... If you really want it, just give two million spirit stones."

The vendor looked heartbroken, as if he had suffered a great loss.

Two million!

Ye Feng's face changed immediately.

This price is no different from robbery.

"Can you make it cheaper? Earth-level monster skin... In our Yuanwu, it's only 100,000 high-grade spirit stones at most."

Putting on the appearance of an insider, Ye Feng half-squatted to negotiate.

"100,000? To tell you the truth, the minimum is 2 million. Unless you are an inscription master, you can get a 50% discount. If you are not... goodbye!"

The vendor crossed his arms, with a little more impatience in his eyes.

"Tsk, look down on me, Junior Brother Ye, I bought it for you... Hey, open your eyes and look carefully, 2 million, not a single piece less!"

Yuan Ningzhen was immediately furious and took out a handful of spirit stones and threw them at the vendor's hand.

"I will pack it for you right now!"

The vendor's face instantly turned into a smiling face, nodding and bowing.

"This..."

Ye Feng was a little helpless, and took out 2 million spirit stones and stuffed them into Yuan Ningzhen's hands. He didn't want to take advantage of a girl.

"Junior Brother Ye, what are you doing? You have the sect talisman, which will save me a lot of spiritual stones in the future. If you keep nagging and refusing, I will be angry." Yuan Ningzhen raised her little face and said unhappily. "Brother, just accept it obediently. The little rich woman is stupid and has a lot of money... oh..." Wang Yuwei was joking on the side, but was caught by Yuan Ningzhen unexpectedly and pinched hard. Ye Feng was speechless on the spot, so he had to smile and put away the spiritual stones and animal skins. "By the way, Junior Brother Ye, these animal skins are materials that can only be used for inscriptions. What do you buy them for?" After the fight, Yuan Ningzhen raised his head and asked with a hint of strangeness. "Of course, I practice the inscription technique." Ye Feng answered casually. Since he left the powerful country of Xitang, the inscription technique has been shelved. Now that he has come to Jinhua Shangcheng, a treasury, the status of inscription masters is high and they are highly regarded by people. Ye Feng is also thinking about picking up this craft again. "Well, practicing inscription is a bottomless pit. I have spent more than half of my family's wealth on it, and I am still an apprentice."

Wang Yuwei, who was rubbing his waist, had a sad face, like a brother in distress, and patted Ye Feng on the shoulder.

"It is better to give up this idea as soon as possible. With your current cultivation level, it is better to focus on Yuanli."

Yuan Ningzhen nodded in agreement, and then she turned and looked at a huge building in the distance, and suddenly raised her voice: "Junior Brother Ye, do you want to... take you to the Inscription Master Guild to have a look? But... just take a look, don't be too ambitious..."

Smiling slightly, Ye Feng did not argue. With his current mental strength, he had already exceeded the scope of the inscription master at that time.

However, the inscription master of Yuanwu seemed to be one level lower than that of Shenwu.

Huang Xuan also heard that only those who reached the fourth grade could be called inscription masters.

For example, Master Dong of the powerful country of Xitang was estimated to be at most the third grade in Shenwu. As for his cheap elder brother Mr. Zhao, he should be able to reach the fourth grade.

"Sure enough... extraordinary!"

When the three of them walked to the front of the huge building, Ye Feng saw the extraordinaryness of this building.

This is a huge building composed of three towers. The building materials alone contain surging Yuanli, as if it was deliberately sealed in it by a mysterious force.

The Tower of Inscriptions!

The four big characters above reflected a glittering brilliance in the sun.

In front of the three-meter-high gate, there is a shining rune inlaid on the left and right, shining like a flame.

"Those two runes...are they used for decoration, or are they real inscriptions?"

Ye Feng asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Nonsense. Of course they are real inscriptions. It is said that they were made by Master Gu himself. The inscription grade...has reached level five, but it is only used to decorate the facade."

"It's so grand...it's so grand."

Golden stars appeared in Wang Yuwei's eyes, and he couldn't even move his eyes away from the two runes.

"Level 5 inscriptions... Just casually showing them to the world, aren't you afraid of being snatched away?"

Ye Feng was a little surprised.

Level 5 inscriptions can only be engraved by a sixth-grade inscription master. In Jinhua Shangcheng, it would probably be sold at an unimaginable sky-high price.

Hearing this, Wang Yuwei immediately showed a look of contempt, and pointed at the gate of the Inscription Master Guild secretly: "Want to die."

"There are ten kings on duty day and night, and it is said that there are real tribulation saints guarding it. If anyone wants to commit suicide, it is a very effective way."

Ye Feng's eyes swept over. Unlike the noisy streets around, there were few people in front of the Inscription Tower. Occasionally, one or two figures flashed by, and they all passed by with a respectful expression, and they had no intention of staying easily.

From this, it can be seen that the warriors in Jinhua Upper City have a heartfelt respect for the Inscription Masters Guild.

Even if there are no masters guarding this place, no warrior would dare to do such a thing as stealing chickens and dogs.

I... am indeed a bit ridiculous...