"Kid, what faction are you from?"
The red mask to Ye Lin's right asked.
"Greetings, Senior. This junior is merely a Rogue Cultivator."
Ye Lin cupped his fists and bowed to the old man. He addressed him this way because the voice coming from behind the red mask sounded rather aged. Besides, when out in the world, if you encountered someone you could not see through, calling them Senior was always the safe choice.
Moreover, Ye Lin had discovered something strange: he could not access his panel here.
That was a terrifying matter.
"A Rogue Cultivator? Kid, you're the three hundred and forty-fifth person to say that. You've just arrived, so you must be unfamiliar with the place. How about this? Give me three Origin Crystals, and I'll show you around."
The old man's slightly hoarse voice rang out, and Ye Lin asked without changing expression.
"Senior, this is my first time here. I do not know what Origin Crystals are. Please explain."
"Hahaha, kid, Origin Crystals are the hard currency of the Primordial Spirit Realm. There, see that? That's where you exchange for Origin Crystals. You can go trade for some."
"Without Origin Crystals in the Primordial Spirit Realm, you may find it impossible to take even a single step."
Following where the old man pointed, Ye Lin saw a small wooden hut standing in the distance. In front of it sat a bored girl.
"Thank you."
After thanking the old man, Ye Lin headed over. He had no desire to keep tangling with him. The old man was clearly a swindler, trying to fleece him because he was a first-timer. What he wanted to swindle from him was these so-called Origin Crystals.
"Hello, customer. Are you here to exchange for Origin Crystals?"
Wang Xinyue, who had been playing