Humans are devouring and selling off the heavens.

Chapter 65 New Customer, Douluo Hydrogen Man?
After the transaction was completed, Xu Qing became interested and, on a whim, used the invitation slot he had accumulated.

The Pavilion of All Heavens once again cast out a crystalline thread, which passed through the Pavilion of All Heavens and fell into the Sea of ​​Light.

As soon as the connection with the guest was successful, the Heavenly Decree slowly released the guest's information.

[Guest: Huo Yuhao]

[World of Origin: Douluo World - Douluo Star]

[Strength: Not yet reached]

[Items available for purchase: Spirit Eye Martial Soul, Attribute-less Ice Martial Soul, Remnant Soul of Electrolux (Tier 3), Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm Spiritual Power (Tier 2), Million-Year Soul Ring (Tier 2), Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon]

"I'm laughing. There's even a hydrogen person here."

Xu Qing couldn't help but smile as he looked at the new guest's world and his unranked strength.

This was the first time Xu Qing had encountered a customer who had not yet reached a certain level.

Not having entered the next level means that the other party is not even as good as the lowest-level martial artist.

Sigh, I can only say that a thousand kilograms of strength for a first-level apprentice is still too much...

However, even though it was the Douluo Continent, Xu Qing did not kick the guest out directly, but waited for the guest to arrive.

After all, it's a universe, a new universe.

Moreover, judging from the items available for purchase, Huo Yuhao should still be at the beginning of the story, just a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.

To be honest, his background is just as tragic as Hong Yi's.

Therefore, Xu Qing was more lenient with this little guy now.

If it were a grown-up Huo Yuhao or a heartless ingrate like Tang Dafozu, Xu Qing had no intention of indulging him; he would simply kick him out like a stray dog ​​on the street…

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Douluo Star, the far north continent...

In a cold, snowy continent, a small figure is slowly moving forward through half a meter of snow.

"Brother Meng said he would take me to awaken my second martial soul. How long will it take?"

The boy shook his head as he looked at the wind and snow that made it impossible to see any direction.

Huo Yuhao has been traveling for two days and two nights in this far north.

He was feeling quite exhausted.

It wasn't that he lacked physical strength; the problem mainly lay in his food and water.

Although he wasn't afraid of the cold, any kind of dry food he took out from the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlight immediately turned into a block of ice.

As for drinking water, it was completely undrinkable; the water he brought was frozen solid as soon as it was taken out, making it impossible to pour out of the water pouch.

So he could only eat the snow on the ground that had been frozen for who knows how long.

After eating a mouthful of snow, it takes a long time for a person to recover from the shivering.

In this situation, he could only eat and drink as little as possible, but the physical exertion of moving forward in the snow was enormous, and without sufficient nutrition, he gradually became unable to hold on.

He felt that he might not even see the Second King of the Far North, awaken his Second Martial Soul, and starve to death here.

As Huo Yuhao gasped for breath, his mind reeling, he saw a panel in front of him that looked like a glass plate.

[The Pavilion of All Heavens invites you to become a customer. Would you like to enter and purchase your desired items?]

"What is this?" He couldn't help but wonder.

Swish!
The moment the thought arose, the snowy landscape before Huo Yuhao's eyes instantly transformed into a warm and comfortable little attic.

Inside the attic, behind the counter in front of Huo Yuhao, stood a young man dressed in strange armor. Seeing this sudden change, an ice silkworm in Huo Yuhao's mind exclaimed in alarm:
"Where is this place?! Weren't we just in the far north?!"

Xu Qing looked at the boy in front of him, and at the ice silkworm in his mind.

Is this the million-year-old soul beast, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm? It looks so pathetic; its combat power seems weaker than a low-level lord.

Although I knew he was useless, I didn't expect him to be this useless.

However, the spiritual energy from a million years ago is quite concentrated; it seems that using it to refine the Azure Sky Pill should yield quite a few...

The thought flashed through Xu Qing's mind, but he did not answer the two of them. Instead, he injected the rules of the Zhutian Pavilion into the minds of the man and the insect.

As knowledge flooded in, their panicked hearts calmed down.

"This place is actually a trading place?! And this Pavilion Master of the Heavens Pavilion, who can teleport us directly from the far north continent to here, is he a living god?"

As the knowledge flooded into his mind, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm couldn't help but use his pitifully small head and limited knowledge to speculate about Xu Qing.

"Brother Tianmeng, what items do you think we should choose?"

Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao, a child, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as he looked at the miniature worlds on the display shelves.

"Let me see... Hmm, Yuhao, you should ask your brother, I really don't know."

Upon hearing this, Tianmeng Bingcan looked at the items on the shelf and gasped in shock.

At a glance, he saw either plant spirits that could increase power by hundreds of thousands of kilograms or wood crystals that could increase power by millions of kilograms.

Tianmeng has even seen many pills that can increase one's strength by tens of millions of kilograms.

They are all unimaginable divine objects!
This ice silkworm, which usually loves to boast that it is the first million-year soul beast on Douluo Star, is now completely dumbfounded.

Yuhao said he wanted to buy these things?

real or fake?

He gasped, his voice trembling, "Yuhao, even if you sold your brother, you probably couldn't afford all these items."

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but ask, "Why? Brother Tianmeng?"

Upon hearing this naive question, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm exclaimed, "My goodness, kid, you should know that even a level 95 Super Douluo with strength can barely lift 100,000 jin."

"One million catties? That's already the limit for a god. Look at these items on the display shelf, which can exceed one million catties after consumption. Just imagine what that means!"

At this point, Tianmeng stopped speaking abruptly, not daring to continue. She was trembling with fear and couldn't even imagine what was happening.

Huo Yuhao was also frightened by Tianmeng's outburst, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Because the two of them thought of the same problem at the same time.

Who on earth is this powerful being who can put these divine items up for sale here?!

Huo Yuhao remembered that just from what he had just seen, there seemed to be over a thousand of those wooden crystals that could increase strength by four million jin.

And those so-called King-level pills are countless...

The two of them were almost completely blank in their minds.

The only recorded gods in the world are the ancestors of the Tang Sect from ten thousand years ago, and the Angel God and Rakshasa God of the Spirit Hall.

Only three people in ten thousand years have achieved this.

And how many items are on the storage shelf in front of Huo Yuhao and Tianmeng?!

This is terrifying. A mere divine object can create beings with power that even surpasses that of gods.

Just how powerful is the Pavilion Master of the Zhutian Pavilion who placed them on the display shelf?
Tianmeng Ice Silkworm feels like I've made a huge mistake.

This is hardly a deity; using the word "deity" to describe it would only be an insult...

(End of this chapter)