Hong Alliance

Everywhere he looked, there were Kings!

Fang Yan took a deep breath. It felt like a sparrow that had just learned to fly had suddenly blundered into a hunting ground where eagles circled overhead.

"Master, don't be nervous!"

Little Fox Fairy seemed to sense his emotional fluctuations. Her voice became even softer and sweeter, as though she were soothing a child.

"You're a hidden member, so no one can see your real information. And you're standing on the teleportation platform right now, with an energy barrier blocking all inspection. Everyone will only think you're a newly arrived King."

Fang Yan steadied himself and stepped off the teleportation platform.

As he entered the vast plaza, his true journey through the Hong Alliance officially began.

The instant Fang Yan stepped onto Hong Alliance Plaza, he felt countless gazes sweeping over him.

Those gazes came from every direction, some open and some concealed. Some were merely casual glances, while others carried scrutiny and curiosity.

The cultivations of every owner of those gazes far surpassed his own.

Fang Yan remained expressionless, but his back felt faintly cold.

"Rest easy, Master!"

Little Fox Fairy's voice carried a hint of pride.

"Master, the Mission Hall is straight ahead, the Trading Hall is on the left, and the Intelligence Hall is on the right. Where would you like to go?" Little Fox Fairy asked.

"The Trading Hall."

Fang Yan barely hesitated.

His trip to Wind Abyss Star was imminent. Although he had some confidence in his current ability to stay alive, he could not neglect any necessary preparations.

Besides, to reach Wind Abyss Star, he first had to travel to the starfield mentioned by the Chaos Venerable. The journey was long, and no one could say what he might encounter along the way.

The Trading Hall was a towering square building constructed entirely from a translucent silvery-white stone. Faint golden secret patterns flowed across its outer walls, making it seem both ancient and technologically advanced.

The main entrance stood over thirty meters high, with two bold, vigorous characters carved above it: "Trading."

The moment Fang Yan reached the entrance, the doors opened automatically.

The hall's interior was several times larger than it appeared from outside, clearly employing some kind of spatial expansion technology.

The hall was divided into dozens of sections, each with dedicated counters and receptionists responsible for different types of transactions.

Fang Yan swept his gaze over the area and headed directly toward the section marked "Supplies."

The receptionist was a woman in her thirties, dressed in a crisp black-and-gray uniform. She was quite beautiful, and the aura of a World Lord Ninth Order radiated from her body.

She looked up at Fang Yan, surprise flashing through her eyes before she resumed her professional smile.

"My lord, what do you require?"

Fang Yan did not waste words and spoke directly.

"I need an F-grade spacecraft."

The receptionist was slightly startled, then nodded and swiftly swiped her fingers across the virtual screen before her.

"My lord, based on your requirements, I have selected three models for you. All are equipped with triple-layer energy shields and G-grade alloy armor, as well as the latest stealth systems. They can remain concealed from most Immortal Level detection methods."

Fang Yan raised a brow. "What are the prices?"

"The F1 grade costs eight hundred thousand chaos elements, the F5 grade costs one and a half million chaos elements, and the F9 grade costs three million chaos elements."

Three million.

Fang Yan silently calculated in his mind.

He had just received ten billion chaos elements in startup funds from the Chaos Venerable. Three million was nothing.

"I'll take the F9-grade spacecraft." Fang Yan made his decision.

"Certainly, my lord. Would you like it delivered now?"

"Deliver it now."

The receptionist nodded and tapped the virtual screen a few more times.

Fang Yan paid without hesitation.

"Also, I need a combat suit."

"A combat suit?"

The receptionist's fingers paused above the virtual screen. She was somewhat puzzled. King-level experts either relied on supreme treasures for protection or simply resisted attacks with their divine bodies. Hardly anyone used Origin Force combat suits.

"A fifth-tier Origin Force combat suit."

Fang Yan thought for a moment, then added another condition.

"It must be a long-robed style, and the sleeves must be wide."

The receptionist froze for a moment.

"My lord, the defensive power of a fifth-tier Origin Force combat suit, in King-level battles, is actually..."

"I know."

Fang Yan interrupted her.

The receptionist fell silent for a moment, then proceeded with the search according to his requirements.

"There are currently seventeen fifth-tier Origin Force combat suits in stock that meet your requirements. Of those, four are long-robed styles: two white and two blue-green. As for the price, since the manufacturing cost of fifth-tier Origin Force combat suits is low, they are all priced at... one chaos element each."

"One chaos element?" Fang Yan was surprised.

"So cheap?"

"Fifth-tier Origin Force combat suits are mainly used by Universe-level and World Lord cultivators. To Immortal Level experts, they are already obsolete products."

The receptionist explained tactfully.

"Very few people within the Hong Alliance currently purchase combat suits of this level."

Fang Yan nodded and said nothing more.

"Give me five blue-green ones."

"There's one more thing."

"I need a set of armor made from G-grade alloy, along with two longswords of the same grade."

In the end, Fang Yan chose a lightweight set of G-grade Alloy Inner Armor, along with two silver longswords each three feet long.

The three items cost a total of two thousand five hundred chaos elements.

"Two thousand five hundred. Not expensive." Fang Yan paid readily, while the five Origin Force combat suits were simply thrown in as gifts.

After finishing his purchases in the Trading Hall, Fang Yan did not immediately leave the Hong Alliance Plane. Instead, he headed straight for the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, which specialized in high-end goods.

There were no bright open counters or enthusiastic receptionists here. Instead, there were independent sealed rooms, each locked down by multiple energy barriers to ensure absolute confidentiality.

Fang Yan casually entered one of the rooms, and the heavy stone door silently closed behind him.

Looking over the dazzling list of items displayed on the stone wall, Fang Yan failed to find any Feimo Venom.

Of course. At this point in time, it was uncertain whether Feimo had even been born yet.

"Little Fox Fairy, help me check whether the Hong Alliance has any poisons that can threaten King-Level Immortals."

"Okay, Master!"

Little Fox Fairy's voice was light and lively as a virtual screen unfolded before Fang Yan, dense streams of information rapidly scrolling across it.

A moment later, Little Fox Fairy's tone became slightly hesitant.

"Master... the Hong Alliance does have several poisons that meet the condition of being able to threaten King-Level Immortals. But the prices... aren't cheap."

"Tell me the most expensive and the best one!"

Looking at the cold numbers in his account, Fang Yan spoke with boundless confidence.

He had never fought such a rich battle in the Gu World!

"God-Killing Powder. A powder-form toxin, colorless and odorless. It must be mixed into the air or a liquid before use. It poses a fatal threat to Elementary King-Level Immortals and a moderate threat to Intermediate King-Level Immortals. Price... six hundred million chaos elements per kilogram."

Fang Yan stared at the number on the screen, and the corners of his lips slowly lifted.

Six hundred million.

The startup funds the Chaos Venerable had given him amounted to ten billion. He had spent only a little over three million on the spacecraft and equipment, leaving him with plenty of money.

Fang Yan lightly tapped the armrest of his chair, his mind calculating at high speed.

When he fought others in the future, he could wear a flowing long robe and hide God-Killing Powder throughout its sleeves. If he was outmatched, he could simply fling it out.

With his control over the Law of Wind, just imagining that scene felt exhilarating!

As for whether such methods were too low and dirty?

Fang Yan's bottom line in life had always been extremely flexible!