Mortal Mage

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Taihe City, the residence of Wang Mingde.

The remaining snow was gradually melted by the sunlight, and water droplets dripped along the eaves, making crisp dripping sounds.

Diao Feng sat in the main hall of Wang Mingde's mansion.

His short and strong figure was wrapped in a gorgeous silk robe. He stroked the black hair on the mole on his right cheek with one hand and glanced around the room.

There were several large boxes in the main hall, containing silk products, jewelry, famous medicines, and various exquisite gift boxes.

Wang Mingde sat stiffly in the wheelchair at the main seat with a sad look on his face.

Jin'er stood behind him.

"Minister Wang, although I came here without any prior notice today, I am sincere to Wan'er. Besides, Wan'er is already 26 years old, you must not delay her."

Diao Feng said with a rough grin.

"General Diao, you also know that Wan'er is now in tatters, with broken teeth and exposed teeth. It's not that I don't want to marry Wan'er to you, but I'm afraid that I will wrong you."

Wang Mingde responded with a melancholy look on his face.

"Minister Wang, now that I've come to your door, I've made up my mind."

Diao Feng continued to stroke the black hair on the mole.

"Jin'er, go ask Wan'er what she thinks first."

After pondering for a long time, Wang Mingde gave instructions to Jin'er behind him.

Jin'er replied yes and went to the backyard.

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Wang Wan'er was holding a snowball in her hand, sitting in the pavilion at the backyard.

Her body was covered in bright red blood clots. The flesh on her lips had been turned back, revealing her blood-red gums. The eyelid of one eye was stuck together, and only a small gap could be seen through the other eye. Only half of her nose and ears were left.

"Miss, there is a man named Diao Feng who is here to propose marriage."

Jin'er hasn't arrived yet, but the voice has already arrived.

Wang Wan'er quickly covered the veil hanging on her collarbone and asked in surprise, "Propose marriage?"

Jin'er nodded slightly, walked behind Wang Wan'er, and replied, "It's the general with the black mole on his face."

"Why would he propose marriage to me? I only met him once on the battlefield. As far as I remember, Diao Feng must be around fifty years old?"

"Miss, no way, that Diao Feng just looks anxious, he is actually less than 40."

"Does he know how ugly I look now?"

Wang Wan'er asked doubtfully.

"I heard his conversation with the master and I know it."

"Then why do you come to propose marriage?"

Jin Er pouted and shook her head. "I don't know... But I think that although Diao Feng has an ugly face, he came to propose marriage with Chi Cheng after knowing that you were disfigured. He must be sincere, right?"

Wang Wan'er fiddled with the snowball in her hand. The melted water flowed down her red arms and soaked through her clothes. She rubbed the snowball on her face and said, "I won't marry."

"what?"

Jin Er asked in confusion, "Miss, you are already 26."

"Then I won't marry."

Jin'er gritted her teeth, stamped her feet lightly, and turned back to the front yard.

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Zhoucheng, fairy city.

The huge deck became a bustling market, with all kinds of immortal materials, magic treasures, elixirs, and weapons on display.

The monks walked through it, and their colorful magic skills and strange-shaped magical weapons were dazzling.

"Within three steps, dig out the spirit stone."

Yun Yun gave the order to Zhang Mingxuan who was following behind him.

Zhang Mingxuan rubbed his wrist, fumbled out a handful of spirit stones from his arms and handed them to a cultivator in front of Yun.

"Why did you buy it?"

Zhang Mingxuan stared at the small alchemy furnace in Yun's hand.

"Don't worry about it, just pay the spirit stones."

The two continued to stroll in the market.

"What is this? A storage bag?"

Yun bowed and squatted.

An old man who was skinny and talking nonsense was sitting cross-legged on the ground. He was surrounded by a dozen low-grade spirit stones. The green spiritual power in the spirit stones was slowly drawn to his body.

He was practicing while setting up his stall.

The old man narrowed his eyes, practicing quietly without responding.

Yun picked up a storage bag and looked at it. "Come and have a look within three steps."

Zhang Mingxuan walked over with an unhappy expression, squatted down, and checked the storage bag in front of the old man's stall.

"Did you find any problem?"

Zhang Mingxuan took out a spirit stone, held it in his hand, and then took out a storage bag at random. He used the spirit power in the spirit stone to stimulate it, and said with a puzzled look; "This storage bag is really small."

The space inside the storage bag that the mirror can peek into is only three feet square.

After hearing what Zhang Mingxuan said, the old man narrowed his eyes, inhaled, and finished his practice.

Then he took out a handful of rings from his sleeves, exhaled, and said, "There is a storage ring."

After saying this, he casually scattered the rings in front of the stall.

Xiyun and Zhang Mingxuan each picked up a ring of different styles and examined them.

Zhang Mingxuan asked the old man again in confusion, "Is this storage ring the largest space?"

The old man opened his eyes and looked straight at the two people squatting in front of the stall. "How big do you want?"

"How big is the largest one?"

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the internal mirror space projected by the ring.

The empty ring is mostly a space of three to five meters in size.

"Is there a storage ring that is three to five hundred feet square?"

"Three to five hundred battles? Sir, you are so arrogant."

The old man sneered disdainfully, "I'm afraid even the ancestor of Xianyuan Sect has never seen a storage ring with such a large space."

After hearing this, Zhang Mingxuan reached for the storage ring in Xiyun's ankle sock. He used his fingers to push the ring deeper into her sock.

He specifically measured the storage ring of Yuyun and found that the internal space was three hundred feet square.

The space capacity can accommodate the entire Taihe Palace.

Even Li Xucheng's ordinary iron ring has a space of fifty square meters.

"If it is a storage ring that is three hundred feet square, how much should it cost?"

Zhang Mingxuan asked.

At this time, Yun Yun grabbed Zhang Mingxuan's wrist again.

"Let's not talk about whether there is a storage ring that is three hundred feet square."

The old man chuckled. "Even if there is, it can only be found in the fairy world. I can't give you an estimate of the price."

"How much do your storage ring and storage bag cost?"

"A ring with a medium-grade spirit stone and a storage bag with a hundred low-grade spirit stones will do."

"That's it."

Yun Yun searched among the rings for a long time and finally picked out a ring that she liked. She pinched Zhang Mingxuan's wrist again.

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