Mo Tianxiao and the other two entered the Exchange City beneath the mocking gazes of countless foreign races.
Tang Jin’s face had turned livid at their ridicule, yet there was nothing he could do. Tang Shuang, meanwhile, muttered under her breath, “They’re all bad people.”
Mo Tianxiao swept his gaze across the bizarre assortment of foreign races, a glint flashing through his eyes.
A bunch of foreigners who had not even reached the Dao Mastery Realm dared to bully him so brazenly? How very... unfortunate that there were too few souls in the Human Emperor Banner. He wondered whether these foreign races could be refined into it as well.
A flicker of curiosity rose within Mo Tianxiao. More often than not, curiosity drove one to act—to explore.
For the sake of Tang Jin and Tang Shuang, Mo Tianxiao refrained from making a move for the time being.
The moment they entered the Exchange City, their view opened up. Countless tall buildings rose on every side, foreign races darted through the air, and noisy clamor filled the streets.
“Wind-Thunder Qilin Wings! The materials were scavenged from a top-tier lower plane, and the wings were forged by an artifact refiner of the Feather Spirit Race. They contain a trace of the dual Wind and Thunder Laws! Refine them, and your speed will become unimaginable—even a Dao Mastery Realm expert won’t be able to catch you if they come after you!
“Special price today! Only ten thousand Source Stones!”
A dwarf-like foreigner held up a magnificent pair of wings, half wreathed in wind energy and half crackling with lightning, shouting loudly to draw a crowd of onlookers.
“I’ll take them!”
“I bid ten thousand one hundred Source Stones! Those Wind-Thunder Wings are mine!”
“Who are you looking down on? I bid ten thousand two hundred!”
Mo Tianxiao glanced at the wings. They did indeed carry a trace of Wind and Thunder Law aura, though it was exceedingly faint. At best, they barely qualified as a treasure—perhaps they were not even as good as an ordinary treasure.
This kind of trash could help someone escape the pursuit of a Dao Mastery Realm cultivator? What a joke.
It seemed these foreign races had rather poor judgment, scrambling over something like this.
“Such a fine item... Too bad it’s so expensive. Other than wealthy foreigners, no one can afford it.”
Tang Jin looked at the Wind-Thunder Wings with envy and sighed.
Ten thousand Source Stones might be an amount a powerful Saint Realm cultivator could produce, but for a human Saint Realm cultivator like him, it was clearly beyond reach.
“Is ten thousand Source Stones a lot?”
Seeing the envy on Tang Jin’s face, Mo Tianxiao asked. He had little sense of the value of Source Stones, though he did possess quite a few spirit stones.
“Of course it is. Earning Source Stones in the Land of Nothingness is extremely difficult. For a Saint Realm cultivator like me, earning a dozen or so Source Stones in a day already counts as quite good. Some days, I might not earn even a few—and could even end up being robbed instead.”
Tang Jin’s expression was bitter. The Land of Nothingness was a typical case of too many wolves fighting over too little meat. There were few resources here to begin with. All resources either had to be plundered from lower planes or brought in by merchants from outside.
Once those resources reached the Land of Nothingness, they would inevitably trigger all manner of conflict. Apart from the resource Exchange City, cultivators in the other four regions were practically dying at every moment over cultivation resources.
“Perhaps you do not quite understand, Senior. If we compare Source Stones to spirit stones, it may be clearer. The Exchange City has places specifically for converting spirit stones into Source Stones.
“Under normal circumstances, one million spirit stones can be exchanged for one Source Stone. The rate may sometimes rise, but it will never fall.”
“So that’s how it is. In that case, ten thousand Source Stones really is quite a lot.”
Mo Tianxiao fell into thought. Once he equated ten thousand Source Stones to one hundred billion Spirit Stones, he finally had a clear grasp of their value.
One hundred billion Spirit Stones was indeed a considerable sum. Back in the Profound Yellow World, even he would need several hours to earn that much.
After all, he was the hidden power behind the largest merchant association in the Profound Yellow World, monopolizing nearly every line of business throughout the realm. Even so, it would still take several hours for his share of the profits to amount to the equivalent of ten thousand Source Stones.
“Senior, let’s go exchange some Source Stones. Spirit Stones can’t be used for transactions in the Void Land.”
Tang Jin knew that Mo Tianxiao must have plenty of Spirit Stones on him. After all, every ascender who first arrived in the Void Land usually had a substantial amount of savings.
“Very well. That was exactly what I had in mind.”
Under the subtle, watchful gazes of countless alien races, the three of them headed toward the currency exchange market established by the Feather Spirit Race.
An enormous Source Stone statue stood atop the building, giving off a faint glow. Besides exchanging currency, the vast marketplace also sold other goods, such as pills, weapons, and more.
Mo Tianxiao and the other two walked straight to the counter. Tang Jin was about to speak to the handsome Feather Spirit man behind it.
“Humans coming here to exchange currency? Do you even have any money? Don’t come here to trade for Source Stones if you don’t even have a hundred million Spirit Stones. If you waste this lord’s time, even leaving your lives behind won’t be enough to compensate for it.”
Before the Feather Spirit man could open his mouth, two green-skinned aliens—one large and one small, both bald around the crown—appeared beside them and shoved Tang Jin aside.
“Move. Don’t stand in the way while I’m exchanging money.”
“Dad! I want her! I want her to be my toy!”
The short, green, balding creature immediately fixed its eyes on Tang Shuang and pointed at her excitedly.
Tang Jin’s expression changed. He hurriedly pulled Tang Shuang behind him.
“Fine, fine. You’re my only son, after all.”
The old green-skinned man looked at Tang Jin, then waved his hand and tossed one hundred Source Stones onto the ground.
“One hundred Source Stones. I’m buying this human. Hand her over.”
There was no room for negotiation in his tone, as though humans were nothing more than merchandise that could be bought and sold at will.
Tang Jin’s face darkened. “Take them back. I won’t sell my daughter.”
Anything involving his daughter was non-negotiable. Though humans were weak in this place, he had not been reduced to the point of trembling in fear and selling his own daughter.
Tang Shuang clung tightly to Tang Jin’s leg. Her little face was filled with terror, and she did not dare look at the alien even once.
“You’re going too far. One hundred Source Stones is more than enough.”
The green-skinned man’s expression darkened. If they had not been inside the resource exchange market, he would not have taken out even a single Source Stone. He would have simply taken her by force.
As a mighty quasi-Mastery Realm expert, he had no intention of politely negotiating with a human whose cultivation was merely at the Saint Realm.
Tang Jin remained unmoved. The Feather Spirit race had long since grown accustomed to such scenes. Humanity’s status here was indeed awkward, but it was none of his concern. So long as no fighting broke out in the market, he had no intention of interfering.
“Two hundred. Any more than that would be excessive.”
The green-skinned foreigner, who looked remarkably like a goblin, tossed another hundred source stones onto the ground. The pressure of a quasi-Mastery Dao cultivator radiated from him as he tried to force Tang Jin into submission.
“Crack.”
In the next instant, Mo Tianxiao stepped forward. By accident, he crushed the source stones beneath his foot. The aura of an early-stage Mastery Dao cultivator erupted from him, enveloping the two goblin-kappa figures, one large and one small.
“Didn’t you hear what my friend said? You two idiots who look like dried turds—could you please get lost for a while? Looking at you is making me psychologically uncomfortable.”
The sudden voice plunged the entire shopping mall into silence. The cutting words reached the ears of the two dried turds, and the larger goblin’s expression changed at once.
“A Mastery Dao cultivator!”
Feeling the aura emanating from Mo Tianxiao, he instinctively took a step back.
It was true that the Voidlands of the Feather Spirit Star Domain were dominated by foreign races, but strength was still supreme there. In the Voidlands, Mastery Dao cultivators were practically the foremost experts. No one wished to offend a Mastery Dao cultivator there.
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