Forging and Leveling, All in One: I Claim the Name of the Abyss

The Wooden Sign reading "Abyss Refresh Service Center" had barely been planted in the paving stones when people crowded around it, three layers deep, packed so tightly no one could squeeze through.

Few who had survived this long in Starlight Market were fools.

Mad Bone Old Demon had run rampant for thirty thousand Eras, yet the Market Enforcement Team had wiped out him and his stall with a single slap. That said enough. The young man in black robes before them had a terrifying background.

Besides, there was a living advertisement standing right beside him.

The burly man whose body had been half-shrouded in black fumes moments ago now stood there as lively as ever, guarding the entrance. The glow of Peak Fifth Step Law around him was dazzling. No sign could have worked better.

"Shopkeeper! Can you purge this Centennial Old Poison from my body? I'll pay eighty billion!"

A green-haired Old Hag squeezed to the front, clutching a Storage Bag in her trembling hand.

Yang Yu pointed to the Gold Coins on the table.

"Yes. One costs ten billion. Crush it to refresh your condition. Keep the other seventy billion for something else."

The Old Hag froze, almost convinced she had misheard him.

What sort of merchant turned down extra money?

She had no idea Yang Yu thought so little of that paltry Origin. He wanted customers. He wanted to draw all of the market's business into the Abyss.

The Old Hag paid and crushed the Gold Coin.

Light flashed, and she vanished for an instant. When she reappeared, the green hair was gone, and the black fumes had dispersed. A middle-aged woman with smooth, healthy skin stood before the crowd.

The old monsters around her erupted.

"Give me five! I've got disciples to look after back home!"