Inside the Main City, Zhou Zi looked painfully at the Buddhist beads in his hand. "I wonder if they can still be repaired. I had these Martial Tools custom-made by a master forger."
"The Immeasurable Merchant Guild, huh? You caused me so much trouble. I wonder if you've figured out how to apologize yet."
That was why Chen Yi had sought out the backers behind those Merchant Guilds.
If he went directly after those Merchant Guilds, there was not much Chen Yi could do within this Main City.
But if the players from those Merchant Guilds went out to carry out missions, that would be another matter.
Even across worlds, Chen Yi could find them through karmic threads.
The problem was that those Merchant Guild players generally waited until they were close to the maximum mandatory game time before entering the game.
The wait was too long. Chen Yi did not consider himself a good person; when he had a grudge, he settled it on the spot.
After returning to the Main City, Chen Yi examined his body. Although his health had not fully recovered, it was back to eighty percent.
That was understandable below Rank 7. Special laws could keep players from dying.
But for the same effect to persist above Rank 7 was surprising.
The Arena was definitely a treasure. He did not know who had forged it, or whether the four major factions had created it together.
Unfortunately, equipment would not repair itself.
Chen Yi tugged at his Mage Robe. To him now, the Yin-Yang Magic Robe was far too fragile.
Its damage reduction had been completely useless.
He did not know when his spirituality would finally be sufficient.
Chen Yi spoke to the empty air. "Don't be impatient, everyone. I'll come knocking one by one."
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