Chapter 335: Feral Tiger Robe

He also felt he could add more countermeasures, making sure if the weapon was taken by their enemies, it would not backfire on them.Alex studied the formation of the weapon, then asked about purchasing one. He turned his attention to the armor.

This one interested Alex more, as it was all formed not as armor but as normal clothes.

"How does this work?" Alex asked.

He could feel the formation but couldn't tell how it really worked with just a single glance.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up as he saw Alex was interested in the uniform. As a shop that sold weapons and armor inside a safe clan, their market was very small.

Each of their items was high quality. This made one person only need to buy a few to last them a lifetime.

"It works like this, sir." The shopkeeper's hand touched one of the robes, qi flowing from his finger.

The next moment, the fabric started changing material and forming into a heavy armor carved with many formations. Alex quickly understood most of it as he had seen it before.

"So anyone can just use this armor? Or can it be locked to a few users?"

"Of course, sir, it can be locked. But there is also a way to hijack this formation. If you want a more secure one, I suggest you pick one of our spirit artifacts."

The shopkeeper then excused himself, quickly entering to take out his more precious items.

"Their spirit artifacts in stock? You are very lucky, Sir Alex," the man said.

"You mean this is rarely in stock?"

"Yes, usually every time a stock comes in, some rich merchant will take hold of it."

"It's probably because of the prince's competition; you know how it is," the maid said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Alex realized the competition was also a power play between the princess's factions. They used this official fight to decide who controlled what.

The shopkeeper came out, bringing a box that looked like a briefcase.

He opened it up, showing a simple black cultivator robe. "This is an artifact. It's all made from the White Feral Tiger beast."

"No wonder you have it in stock, then. You are not trying to scam our esteemed guest, right?" the man asked, his eyes squinting at the shopkeeper.

Alex, with a confused gaze, asked the maid, "Is something wrong with the Feral Tiger?"

The maid rolled her eyes, as this was common knowledge in their area. Till now, she still didn't understand why their princess and Uncle Moria decided to hire this man.

He hadn't done anything but already made so many requests.

"As with any spirit artifact, it contains the beast's spirit. Feral Tigers, as the name suggests, are very famous for their fierceness and strong souls."

Hearing the man's accusation, the shopkeeper quickly clarified, "I am not trying to scam this, sir. I am just offering my best item.

This artifact is not even my stock; one of my colleagues failed to sell it for a few years, so he decided to lend it out for me to sell."

"You are still hiding something. Even if it's a Feral Tiger, there is no way it wouldn't sell for this long unless there is something wrong with the item."

"Well, it's a long story. Does sir want to hear it?"

Alex looked at the cloth once more, this time focusing his senses. He could feel a small life signature coming from it. It was small but burned fiercely.

"Sure, but before that, tell me more about this Feral Tiger. What kind of beast are they?"

"The Feral Tiger is rumored to have a mystical bloodline from the White Tiger beast.

As the name implies, they are literally feral; they will keep fighting non-stop even if their limbs are torn. They have a strong pride that will not allow them to back down no matter what. And this robe is special; it's made with a rare Feral Tiger that has black fur.

Based on my friend's story, this tiger was a pet of a family that was brutally massacred.

The survivor took the tiger's body and then carved it into this artifact."

"What happened to that survivor?"

"Of course, killed. Otherwise, there is no way I would get my hands on this artifact."

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The man beside Alex glared at the guard since he knew this wouldn't be enough to stop the artifact from being sold. There should be more to the story.

An item acquired from a brutal massacre is nothing new for cultivators. It won't deter them from buying one unless it literally gives them a real problem.

"Well… A few buyers tried to tame the spirit, but they failed," the shopkeeper said reluctantly. But the man still gazed at him.

"Continue."

"Usually, failing to tame a spirit artifact won't cause much of a problem other than hurting part of the soul, but this one seems to go much further.

One of the worst cases included losing their cultivation or even having their soul eaten."

The man turned grim. "Show us other items; we will not take this one."

It's not that he cared about Alex's well-being, but if something happened to him, his higher-ups would hold him responsible.

The shopkeeper's shoulders slumped down as he let out a sigh. Another failure to sell the artifact.

But Alex's eyes were glued on the armor. He raised his hand and then touched the fabric. At that moment, the roar of a tiger could be heard in his mind. He could feel the beast's soul, but there was something more mixed into it. Searᴄh the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

His lips curled into a smile. "We will take this one."

"Sir…" the man quickly interjected, trying to convince Alex to just pick another one, but he insisted.

"No, I will take this one, then we can return. Don't worry, nothing will happen to me."

The man turned his gaze toward the maid, asking for her help, but the maid just shook her head.