Because of the commotion caused by the Flame Eagle King, Chen Ke could no longer keep a low profile, so he went directly to the martial arts hall of the Shenya Dynasty.

The Shenya Dynasty reveres martial arts, with numerous sects and factions forming a complex and intertwined power structure. However, the entire martial arts world is still dominated by the royal family, as the Shenya Dynasty's royal family controls the martial arts academy. The martial arts academy is the place where the people of the Shenya Dynasty learn martial arts, with the most disciples, the widest distribution, and the most authoritative official position. It is even overseen by two martial saints.

"Could you please ask the dojo manager? I have some pretty good herbs here; see if your dojo needs them."

The guards in front of the dojo sized Chen Ke up and down.

The man was dressed in ill-fitting clothes, carrying a dark animal skin bag, with a rare white eagle perched strangely on his shoulder, and his height, far exceeding that of ordinary people, made him look extremely unusual.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The guards were all quite perceptive, and after hearing Chen Ke's words, they turned around and went into the dojo to report.

The person in charge of the dojo was a wiry, short old man. Chen Ke felt that he looked like the wise man Lacha the first time he saw him.

Chu Tian was stunned the moment he saw Chen Ke, and after a long while, he asked, "What is your relationship with Prince Zhan?"

Chen Ke's eyes shifted slightly, but he said, "It's okay if I don't know you."

As a grandmaster, Chu Tian was incredibly perceptive. He noticed the change in Chen Ke's eyes, but when the young man denied it outright, he nodded without making a sound. However, just as he was about to speak, his attention was drawn to the Flame Eagle King on Chen Ke's shoulder.

Chu Tian's pupils suddenly contracted, his face filled with unconcealed shock as he stared intently at the Flame Eagle King.

When the Flame Eagle King saw that this wrinkled two-legged beast dared to "glare" at him, he glared back without any politeness.

Unexpectedly, Chu Tian's expression suddenly became excited and agitated, "...Yes, it's the Flame Eagle King! It really is the long-lost Flame Eagle King!"

King Flame Eagle rolled his eyes: "You're the one who's been missing for a long time! Your whole family has been missing for a long time!"

Chen Ke patted the Flame Eagle King's head, and the Flame Eagle King reluctantly closed its beak.

Chu Tian turned his astonished gaze to Chen Ke, his voice trembling, "This... this Eagle King actually listens to you?"

Chen Ke smiled but did not answer. He picked up the animal skin bag in his hand and said, "I'm just here to sell herbs."

Chu Tian was taken aback for a moment, then respectfully invited Chen Ke into the main hall.

Chen Ke, who had concealed his true strength, knew that the old man's sudden change in attitude was due to the Flame Eagle King on his shoulder. He calmly followed him inside.

Chu Tian invited Chen Ke to sit down, and then poured him a cup of tea before saying, "My name is Chu Tian, ​​and I am the head of the martial arts hall. May I ask your name, young man?"

Chen Ke cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "I dare not accept such a great name; I am but a nobody, Bu Ke."

Chu Tian stroked his gray beard, pondering for a moment, "Surname Bu? Young man, that's not a very common surname."

Chen Ke knew that the curator was trying to find out about his background because of his appearance and the Flame Eagle King, but Chen Ke really just wanted to exchange money for clothes today and didn't want to waste time here.

So he simply put the animal skin bag on the table and said, "Curator, I think we should take a look at the herbs first."

Chu Tian had no interest in looking at the herbs at this point. He had only let the guards in because he thought the person was a poor family struggling to make ends meet and wanted to help them. However, he did not expect the person to be strong and robust. Although he did not look like a rich person, he could not possibly be destitute either.

The key point is that he also has a face that looks so similar to the War King. Just when Chu Tian thought he was about to hear a shocking juicy story, he turned around and saw the Flame Eagle King on his shoulder. For a moment, Chu Tian almost thought he was getting old and his eyesight was failing.

It should be noted that the Flame Eagles of the Shenya Dynasty went extinct as early as five hundred years ago, not to mention the Flame Eagle King, who was the only remaining Flame Eagle in the entire Flame Eagle clan.

Legend has it that wherever the Flame Eagle King exists, a flock of Flame Eagles will surely live there.

Now that a Flame Eagle King has appeared, does that mean...?

Thinking of this, Chu Tian's expression became excited again. If the Flame Eagle Flock really reappeared, would it be possible for the martial arts of the Divine Asia Dynasty, which had regressed by hundreds of years, to return to its former glory?

Chu Tian was deep in thought when he heard a very faint voice: "It seems that Director Chu is not very interested in my herbs, then I shall take my leave."

"Oh no, I'm interested, I'm interested. I'll buy them all. You name the price, that's the price."

Chen Ke's expression was inscrutable. He directly opened the animal skin bag and said, "Please, Director Chu, name your price."

As Chu Tian peeked over, he thought to himself, "It's just herbs. Even a single gold coin is a high price. Why bother looking at them?"

As soon as Chu Tian saw a small-leaved, long-stemmed plant next to the animal skin bag, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he leaned closer.

"…Small-leaved Purple Star Flower? It's actually a Small-leaved Purple Star Flower? Judging by its age…this is at least ten years old!" Chu Tian's face turned red with excitement.

However, after seeing the other items in the animal skin bag, he gasped in shock. His eyes would light up as he looked at the contents of the bag, and then he would stare at Chen Ke in utter astonishment.

"This...this..." Chu Tian was so surprised that he couldn't speak coherently. After struggling for a while, he finally managed to finish his sentence, "These...they are all yours?"

Chen Ke nodded noncommittally, "Director Chu, if you've made your decision, name a price."

"Name your price? No, no, no, I can't afford it. These things are priceless, and many of them are rare and precious herbs that have disappeared from the Divine Asia Dynasty. They are simply priceless and impossible to value."

Chen Ke: ······

That was a mistake; I should have screened them before selling them.

"But... are you really going to sell all of these rare herbs and elixirs?" Chu Tian was stunned for a moment, but now he realized that he must have been out of his mind. If he really wanted to sell all of these things, he could have reported it to the royal family. If he let these rare treasures slip through his fingers, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"certainly."

When Chen Ke finally left the martial arts hall, he was carrying a leather bag full of gold coins and an IOU from the martial arts hall.

Chu Tian told Chen Ke to come and collect the money three days later.

Chen Ke carried the animal skin bag straight to the tailor shop.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a long time after hearing Chen Ke's request. "Guest, are you really going to make so many clothes, and all in such large sizes?" Who on earth is going to wear these?

Chen Ke grabbed a handful of gold coins from the animal skin bag and placed them on the table. The coins clinked together, making a pleasant tinkling sound. The shopkeeper immediately smiled, his eyes and eyebrows curving upwards. "Don't worry, sir. I'll have my tailors work through the night to make them. I'll make them as quickly as possible."