Inside Monan City, dust is flying.
The Chen Yan clone transformed by [Mirror Flower Water Moon] is like a ghost that quietly blends into the shadows, passing silently with the flow of people.
The flow of people here is not that of a small town.
Chen Yan took a deep breath, kept walking, and looked up and down.
The weapons shop on the roadside is quite eye-catching, displaying mostly swords, spears and halberds made of dark iron, which to outsiders look gleaming and attractive.
But in Chen Yan's perception, the internal structure of these weapons is rough and the energy transmission is sluggish. Not to mention the True Martial used by the masters, it is even inferior to the weapons of some professional warriors.
"Perhaps, in terms of natural treasures, Blue Star is not as good as these Rift, but in terms of forging technology, it has to be Blue Star technology."
In addition, what surprised Chen Yan the most is that the average cultivation level of the people here has reached the high level of the profession!
This is the realm of Gangjin mentioned by the Blood Moon Realm.
"It should not only be because of 'Outsider', but also because of the news about Painting Saint Mountain."
In fact, Chen Yan has secretly read through the memories of several passers-by, saying that there is the key to Painting Saint Mountain Secret Realm in the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
And there will be an auction tomorrow!
Walking along the muddy main street for about a hundred meters, you squeezed past several noisy stalls selling crude weapons and leather goods, and a building suddenly came into view.
It has only two floors, but in contrast to the surrounding low alloy board houses and messy tents, it shows an incongruous "style".
The windows are narrow and have iron bars as thick as a bowl.
The entrance is a heavy double-layered iron-clad wooden door, showing strictness and vigilance.
In front of the door, two burly men with sharp eyes like eagles stood with their swords in hand. Their auras were around the sixth or seventh level of their profession.
And the standard combat knives shining with light blue energy on their waists made Chen Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.
Chen Yan recognized it at a glance. "Isn't this the style in Forward Base?"
"I don't know which unlucky people actually fell into their hands."
On their chests, these two people wore badges with a simple word "" embedded in them.
The most eye-catching thing is that above the building, a thick wooden sign as red as blood hangs high, with three large characters engraved on it with strong penmanship:
Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion!
There are two lines of small print below:
Collect the world and communicate the past and present.
Secret photos of rare treasures, faith is the treasure.
Chen Yan's footsteps paused for half a beat when he saw the sign clearly.
Isn't this so-called Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion a pawnshop and bank?
"I hope I can actually talk about news here instead of wasting my time."
Thinking of this, Chen Yan strode into the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
The light inside is slightly dim, and there is a faint smell of sandalwood mixed with old paper and ink floating in the air.
The layout is open, with several booths slightly separated by screens.
Chen Yan walked straight to an empty seat and sat down safely.
"Well done, dear guest. What do you need?"
"Hello, please help me open a savings account."
Chen Yan looked at the girl wearing a blue satin skirt opposite with a smile.
The girl looked very young, only 18 or 19 years old, with a sweet appearance, fine silver tassels in her hair, and a gentle and polite manner.
After hearing Chen Yan's words, the girl nodded, took out a few rolls of plain paper and cinnabar ink pad from the desk, and started to ask for Chen Yan's information according to the process. Then without any explanation, she took out a pen and paper to ask Chen Yan to sign, and asked how much money was needed to open an account.
"A seventh-level demon pill."
Chen Yan yawned and handed over the seventh-level demon elixir, which was the beast core, that he had just obtained.
The girl's usual calm smile completely froze the moment her eyes touched the demon pill.
Her pupils shrank, her breathing stagnated, and then, a brighter and more brilliant smile quickly bloomed, even with a trace of irrepressible excitement.
"Dear guest, please wait a moment, I... I will ask our shopkeeper to talk to you!"
The sweet girl's voice was filled with irrepressible excitement. She carefully held up the seventh-level demon elixir that exuded dark light and contained terrifying energy. As if she was holding the whole world, she turned around and left the booth in a hurry, running towards the back.
Chen Yan saw this and smiled calmly.
A seventh-level beast core is nothing to him, but to the people of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, it is a dangerous and tempting signal.
The visitor is either extremely wealthy or powerful.
Sure enough, after a moment, the curtain opened again.
A middle-aged man wearing a brocade gown with a white face and a slight beard walked out quickly, with a diligent but measured smile on his face.
However, the tension that he tried to conceal under that smile was clearly visible in Chen Yan's soul perception.
"When a distinguished guest comes, he will be welcomed from a distance, but he will be welcomed by the sea!"
The shopkeeper held his hands in front of him in a respectful manner.
"My surname is Wu, and I am the shopkeeper of this store. I wonder what your distinguished guests need? We will do our best to serve you wherever we can."
Chen Yan didn't beat around the bush, he went straight to the point. "I'm here for Painting Saint Mountain Secret Realm."
"Let the distinguished guests know that there are too many heroes who want to enter Painting Saint Mountain Secret Realm. The Secret Realm key was personally refined by the adults of 'Heavenly Mystery Pavilion' and was handed over to me, Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, for distribution. The rules... are quite strict."
Seeing Chen Yan just listening quietly and not speaking.
Shopkeeper Wu quickly added an explanation, "The wonderful function of this key is that it allows the key holder to move safely in the field of Painting Saint Mountain within a certain time limit without being directly harmed by it. Because of this, despite the time limit, it is still regarded as a treasure by powerful people from all sides and is constantly fighting for it."
As he spoke, he took out a badge from his sleeve, which was made of neither gold nor wood, but also had the word "treasure" embedded in it, but with a more delicate pattern, and offered it with both hands:
"The auction is scheduled to officially start at noon tomorrow. Distinguished guests can enter the venue with this token to participate in the auction. The one with the highest price will win, and no one will be deceived."
Chen Yan's eyes fell on the badge, but he did not reach out to pick it up, leaving the shopkeeper in embarrassment.
Time seems to be stretched and stagnant at this moment.
Shopkeeper Wu maintained the posture of offering his hands, the smile on his face gradually became unbearable, and slight beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable terrifying pressure that seemed to originate from the depths of the soul spread without warning and silently enveloped the entire lobby on the first floor of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
Several clerks and guests who were only in the early stages of their careers couldn't bear it at first. Their knees gave out and they fell to their knees. Their faces turned pale. What's more, their bodies were already wet and cold.
Others also had difficulty breathing, stagnant energy and blood, and looked around in panic, but could not find the source of this terrible pressure.
Except, Shopkeeper Wu who faces Chen Yan.
Shopkeeper Wu's face instantly turned pale as paper, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and the badge fell to the ground with a "ding-dong" sound.
His pupils were constricted, and he stared at the young man sitting opposite him, who was still sitting calmly, even with a faint smile on his lips. A boundless chill shot up from the soles of his feet to the sky.
This... what kind of master is this?!
Chen Yan finally spoke slowly, his voice still calm, but with an unquestionable power:
"What if I say I don't want to wait?"