Looking at the large sack beneath her feet, filled with black stone coins, Veronie swallowed. She was indeed a Transcendent, but this continent was no longer in an age ruled by Transcendents.
Under the army's assault, even Transcendents found it difficult to protect themselves. As a result, they didn't dare act recklessly. Most Transcendents had ties to the Empire or some noble, forming relatively loose employment relationships.
The army wasn't omnipotent. For things like exploring secret realms, assassinating targets, or searching for certain treasures and antiques, Transcendents were still more efficient.
Even so, wild Transcendents were still poorly treated. Take Veronie, for example. As a Transcendent, she didn't have to worry about money for her daily needs, but purchasing items from the mysterious side cost a great deal of money.
When she was at her poorest, Veronie had even stolen the railings from a city wall and sold them to an iron merchant—commonly known as selling scrap metal. However, the city wall's railings were forged from Ripple Steel and were worth roughly one-fifth the price of silver of the same volume.
"These are all mine?"
Veronie grabbed her loose belt and hitched it up. The girl's trousers always gave people the feeling that they might fall down at any moment.
"That's right. It's three in the afternoon now, and we leave at six tomorrow morning. During that time, you can spend freely anywhere in the Holy City."
Su Xiao didn't look at Veronie. He was sketching a map, as the old swindler had already told him roughly where Dead Silent City was.
The entrance to Dead Silent City lay in the northern part of the continent, about two days from the Holy City. It was a city in ruins. During the reign of the Black King, Dead Silent City had