For the next few days, Ye Huang focused all his attention on improving the Harmonization Rate.
At the same time, Ye Huang burned the scroll he got from the Zhuang family. He really burned a palm full of gold leaves.
There were countless strange words on it. Ye Huang could not recognize them. He could only tell that they were Daoist secret texts.
This kind of secret text was usually used by Daoists to record important cultivation techniques. Every family gave different ones, so this gold leaf could only be put aside for the time being.
Ye Huang was dressed in black with a sword hanging at his waist. He looked more like a martial artist than an Embroidered Uniform Guard.
He was about to set off.
"I don't know when I'll be back.”
He took a deep look at the small courtyard that he had grown up in and slowly closed the door.
As he stepped into the bustling street, the lively hawking sounds made him smell the rich scent of the mortal world. Ye Huang liked this kind of scent and could not help but smile.
After greeting Old Zhang, he walked into the crowd and arrived in front of the horse market.
If he wanted to rush to the capital, the journey would be long. Naturally, he would need a good horse.
"Hero, my horses are all high-quality goods from Beiliang Road. Come and take a look.”
"My family's horses are all high-quality Dawan horses from the Western Regions. They can travel 1,000 miles a day and 800 miles at night!”
"My horse is the best at carrying weights. Look at its strong muscles. You won't regret buying it!”
The horse store owners did their best to praise their horses.
Ye Huang smiled as he listened, but his gaze swept across the horses.
Putting aside the transportation cost, the horses from the Beiliang Road were still possible. However, the Western Region and Dongfeng were located at the two extremes. Moreover, the price of the horses that the local forces wanted to transport out was inflated under the exploitation of various parties. How could they sell them in the small horse market in Westridge East City?
However, business was a matter of willingness.
Hiss!
During the selection process, there was a sudden cry.
It was like the sound of metal and stone, but also like the roar of a dragon.
Ye Huang's eyes lit up. He looked toward the source of the sound and saw a horse neighing in a remote corner of the horse market. There was a pale-faced young man standing in front of him. It was obvious that he had been drained by alcohol and sex.
Ye Huang was not interested in him, but he was very interested in the horse.
It had a strong and sturdy body. Its ink-like fur glistened under the sunlight. Its warm eyes had a hint of wildness. Its four hooves were like snow. Compared to other horses, it was like a king among horses. It was a full size larger and had a unique charm.
"Good horse!"
Ye Huang fell in love with the horse at first glance. Men loved swords and horses, just like women loved rouge jewelry. It was instinctive.
It was filled with power.
It was not just Ye Huang. Many people had gathered around the horse, but they were hesitant to move forward.
Why?
How much is this horse?"
Ye Huang strode over and was stunned when he saw the seller.
The seller was a plump woman with tanned skin. She wore exotic ornaments on her hands and feet, which rustled in the wind. Compared to the women from the Central Plains, she had a wildness that they did not have. She exposed a large part of her proud body.
A pair of soul-stirring eyes had made countless men lose their souls.
The woman looked at Ye Huang and her eyes lit up. Then, she saw the sword at his waist and seemed to be even happier.
Ye Huang, who had fused with two extraordinary figures, now had an extraordinary demeanor even though he had restrained his aura and cultivation base.
"This horse is not for sale."
She looked at Ye Huang affectionately and smiled faintly. Her voice was hoarse, but it was more seductive.
"Oh?" Ye Huang raised his eyebrows and looked at the horse. He nodded and said,"If we sell it for silver, it would be an insult to it.”
As he spoke, his hand slowly touched the horse's mane.
What surprised the people around them was that the Pride Horse, which had even kicked a Postliminary Realm master, did not reject Ye Huang's touch. It was surprisingly docile.
This immediately made many people feel indignant. Some people even muttered to themselves,
"A good-looking face is good for you. Women and horses like it! He doesn't know how to appreciate the charm of a strong man like me.”
The woman smiled and a strange look flashed in her eyes. She said in a low voice,"I won't sell those who are not capable.”
Ye Huang found it even more interesting. He narrowed his eyes and smiled."A person without ability can't keep it.”
"So, what price do you want?”
The woman rubbed her lips with her fingers, looking extremely alluring. However, her eyes had turned extremely cold at this moment. She said softly,"I want the price of a human life."
"Human lives? In some people's eyes, it's higher than the sky, and in some people's eyes, it's as cheap as grass. However, I think it's worth the price.”Ye Huang smiled and nodded.
He was determined to get this horse.
"I want the lives of the 72 bandits.”
The woman suddenly raised her head and stared at Ye Huang quietly.
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