Jun Wangchen's mouth twitched. Ten thousand yuan just to enter a city? That was goddamn highway robbery.
Still, it made sense when he thought about it. Most people entering the city were martial artists or alchemists, and people like them rarely lacked money.
After taking out his bank card and paying ten thousand yuan, Jun Wangchen walked straight into the city.
"Zhang San, isn't that Jun Wangchen?"
Watching Jun Wangchen's retreating figure, a guard narrowed his eyes and quietly asked his companion.
Zhang San nodded and said gravely, "It's him. He looks exactly like the person in the picture."
"Then this will be easy. I'll contact that man. He said he'd give us fifty spirit stones each as long as we reported any news of Jun Wangchen."
"All right. Remember to get a few people to keep a close eye on him. Whatever you do, don't lose him, or we won't get our spirit stones," Zhang San reminded him, then added, "And change your clothes before following him."
"Okay." The guard made an OK sign, then headed after Jun Wangchen.
Meanwhile, Jun Wangchen walked through Windward City, constantly looking around.
The buildings in Windward City were exceptionally sturdy and solid. Even a typhoon would struggle to destroy them.
There were also plenty of hotels and entertainment venues, all fully equipped, making it much like a modern city.
After wandering along the streets for a while, Jun Wangchen noticed numerous stalls displaying magical artifacts.
Most of these magical artifacts were intended for yellow-tier and profound-tier martial artists. Rather than being priced in money, they were traded for spirit stones.
Jun Wangchen noticed a sword named Dragon Abyss.
The sword looked ancient, but sharp gleams flashed across its blade. The winding patterns etched into it resembled a dragon coiling around it.
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