YELLOW动漫高清在线观看免费

As soon as Qin Feng entered, he noticed that it was bustling with activity, with several dozen people inside.

Most of these people were one-star elementalists, while only a few were body-strengthening experts.

Elementalists, who were rarely seen in ordinary circumstances, were quite common here.

At this moment, all of them were gathered around various black metal boxes of different sizes, carefully inspecting them as if they were selecting goods.

“What are these metal boxes for?” Qin Feng asked curiously.

The female sales attendant smiled and said, “Young master, these metal boxes are specially made by our Yuanqi Pavilion. They can block any form of detection, so even a seven-star elementalist wouldn’t be able to see what’s inside.”

“And inside these boxes are low-grade Primordial Weapons, ranging in value from 100 million to 500 million. Some premium items can even reach 600 million.”

Qin Feng suddenly understood, “So, they’re buying the boxes. As for what quality of Primordial Weapon they get, it all depends on luck. This is what they call ‘betting on Primordial Weapons,’ right?”

The sales attendant chuckled, “You’re very clever, young master! That’s exactly it!”

“How much do these boxes sell for?”

“Regardless of size, they’re all priced at 130 million each.”

At this moment, a chubby elementalist had already picked out a rectangular box and approached the counter.

“I want to buy this one!”

As soon as he spoke, many people gathered around out of curiosity.

Everyone wanted to see how lucky the chubby man would be.

Qin Feng was also curious and began watching.

Behind the counter sat an old man with snow-white hair and a face full of wrinkles. His eyes, though cloudy, hid a sharp gleam.

This old man was actually a two-star elementalist.

Two-star elementalists usually held the title of viscount, making them genuine nobility and highly respected figures in the eyes of ordinary people.

Here, however, he was merely a manager.

The old man leisurely lifted a purple clay teapot, took a sip of tea, and then looked at the chubby man without any expression.

“130 million! Pay first, then open the box!”

The old man pointed to the bank card number on the counter.

“All right!”

The chubby man took out his phone and, with a pained expression, began the transfer, his hand trembling slightly.

130 million!

That was his entire fortune!

He had spent over ten years as a beginner one-star elementalist to save up that much money.

He just wanted to buy a decent Primordial Weapon to boost his strength.

But 130 million wasn’t enough to buy a good one.

So, he decided to take a gamble.

If he could pull out a weapon with a 70% amplification, he would hit the jackpot.

Moreover, such a weapon would greatly enhance his strength, potentially allowing him to challenge mid-level one-star elementalists.

“Ding! 130 million has been received!”

The pleasant electronic voice of the transaction echoed.

The chubby elementalist successfully completed the transfer.

“Viscount, I’ve made the payment. Could you please help me open the box?”

The chubby man looked at the old man with a flattering smile.

“Hmm!” The old man put down the teapot leisurely and pressed a button under the metal box.

Ding!

One side of the metal box lit up with a fluorescent glow, revealing a touchscreen.

The old man’s finger pressed against the screen.

“Ding! Fingerprint verification successful! The box is now unlocked!”

Click!

With a soft sound, the metal box opened.

The chubby elementalist eagerly lifted the lid, revealing a crimson longsword emitting faint fire elemental energy waves.

It was a fire-Primordial Weapon.

The chubby man nervously picked up the metal tag beside the longsword, which contained detailed information about the sword.

The crowd also gathered around to see.

The tag read: Flame Blade, fire-Primordial Weapon, attack type, amplifies fire attacks by 50%.

“What? Only 50%?”

The chubby man’s face turned particularly sour.

A 50% amplification was the worst quality, with a market value of only about 100 million.

The crowd shook their heads.

“Haha! This sword is worth no more than 100 million. You lost 300 million this time!”

“Haha! You have such bad luck!”

There were both sympathetic and gloating voices from the crowd.

The chubby man was on the verge of tears as he slumped aside in dejection.

At this moment, a middle-aged man carrying a square box approached the counter.

“Viscount, I want to buy this box!”

“Pay first!” The old man didn’t waste any words.

The middle-aged man quickly completed the payment.

The old man opened the box.

But this time, there were gasps of surprise from the crowd.

“Earth Spirit Shield, defense amplification 76%! Wow! You’re rich now!”

“A 76% amplification! Wow, that’s worth at least 3 billion!”

The crowd looked at the middle-aged man with envy.

“Haha! It’s all luck! Just luck!”

The middle-aged man was so delighted that he couldn’t close his mouth.

Seeing this, Qin Feng was also tempted.

He only had 200 million coins on him, not enough to buy a good Primordial Weapon.

But ordinary Primordial Weapons wouldn’t do much to boost his strength.

If he could get a high-quality Primordial Weapon, his chances of passing the third-level divine challenge would increase significantly.

So, he decided to try his luck and take a gamble.

With this in mind, Qin Feng looked toward the metal boxes.

As his gaze landed on one of the boxes, a light screen automatically popped up in his eyes.

Item Name: Water Soft Sword

Category: Water-Primordial Weapon

Grade: Low-grade

Effect: Amplifies water-element attacks by 50%.

“Wow! My system can scan these!”

Qin Feng’s eyes widened in surprise and delight.

It seems like my chance to make a fortune have arrived!

…