What could ten million Myriad Worlds Coin buy?
It was enough to purchase a hundred Heaven Mending Pills, a god-demon-level secret art, or a god-demon-level magical treasure!
Being a sedan bearer was naturally worth every coin.
Boss Zhang did not waste a word. He immediately found some vines and fashioned them into a sedan, then carried the pale-faced Meng Qi toward the nearest Ba Mountain City.
"The suppression of this continent is too strong. Who knows when I'll be able to break free of it? If I can't, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything at all."
Meng Qi lay lazily atop the sedan, sensing the hostility of this continent as he pondered inwardly.
Every world was different. Differences in laws and Dao essences causing discomfort were perfectly normal, but he had never seen anything as outrageous as the Vast Continent.
It had forcibly suppressed a Great Luo Golden Number into a sickly invalid. That was simply terrifying.
"Brother, I couldn't tell before, but you're quite heavy..."
Boss Zhang panted heavily through his nostrils, feeling as though he were carrying a mountain on his back. Even with his cultivation at the pinnacle of Manifestation, his legs were starting to go weak.
He could not help but feel somewhat shocked. Judging by that weight alone, this pale youth's cultivation was likely above his own.
Fortunately, he was an honest merchant. If he had been like those traveling merchants who moonlighted as bandits, he would probably already be kneeling.
Meng Qi smiled without answering, instead asking:
"Brother Zhang, are there any remarkable figures in Ba Mountain City?"
"Brother isn't from Ba Mountain City? That makes sense. A tiny place like Ba Mountain City could never produce someone like you."
Boss Zhang grimaced as he walked.
"As for Ba Mountain City,