The hall of Wanbaolou was deathly silent.

The chief appraiser, Elder Liu, who claimed to not even put Xuanhai Realm martial artists in his eyes, was now slumped on the ground without any regard for his image.

He stared at the terrifying cracks on the crystal core caused by the pure physical shocks, then looked at the towering black-clad giant in front of him, wearing a pale mask and resembling an iron tower, his teeth chattering wildly.

"S-senpai..."

"I was unaware of your esteemed presence, senior. I was utterly blind and deserve to die..."

Old Liu's voice was choked with sobs.

A monster who can crush hundreds of high-level beasts with a single step using only his physical strength—killing him in this black market would be easier than crushing an ant!

Just then.

A series of heavy footsteps suddenly came from the mahogany staircase on the second floor.

"Old Liu, what wind scared the soul out of you?"

Accompanied by a dignified and deep voice, a middle-aged man dressed in a Tang suit with prominent temples slowly walked down the stairs.

Yan Lie was the head of Wanbaolou.

He is a true master-level expert in the mid-stage, and one of the major controllers behind the Night Owl Ghost Market.

Yan Lie walked downstairs with a frown on his face.

When his gaze swept over the dark wooden table and fell upon the mountain of second and third-tier crystal cores that reeked of blood, his pupils contracted sharply.

What a grand gesture!

Yan Lie immediately turned his head and warily locked his gaze on Lin Yuan, who was standing in front of the table.

There was no fluctuation of true qi.

Not at all!

Yan Lie snorted coldly in his heart.

In this world, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to hunt so many high-level exotic beasts without cultivating true qi.

The only explanation is that the other party used some kind of sophisticated concealment technique to try and deceive Wanbaolou.

"This friend looks completely unfamiliar."

Yan Lie, with his hands behind his back, took a step forward with a forced smile.

boom!

With this step, the terrifying true energy belonging to the mid-stage Grandmaster realm within Yan Lie's body instantly burst forth!

The pale red true energy transformed into visible, semi-transparent ripples, carrying a violent pressure powerful enough to instantly crush an ordinary person until they vomited blood, and crushed towards Lin Yuan as if it were a tangible substance!

This is a test, but more importantly, a show of force.

In the black market, if you don't know the other party's background, you can easily be double-crossed.

Yan Lie stared intently at Lin Yuan's mask, attempting to discern the other's true cultivation level from the physiological reactions forced out by his true energy.

however.

one second.

two seconds.

Three seconds passed.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure of the Grandmaster, Lin Yuan not only did not retreat a single step, but he didn't even lift the hem of his large black trench coat.

The violent pressure of true energy struck Lin Yuan as if he had crashed into an unshakeable ancient mountain, instantly disappearing without a trace!

How is that possible?!

Yan Lie's expression changed drastically.

He felt as if his true energy had collided with a terrifying black hole of incomprehensible density, leaving no room for rebound!

Beneath the mask, Lin Yuan tilted his head slightly.

"Testing me?"

Lin Yuan's voice, disguised and now hoarse like the friction of metal, slowly echoed in the hall.

He slowly raised his right hand and extended one index finger.

A hundred thousand times stronger Daoist Qi and Blood flowed wildly between his finger bones, yet not a single trace of his aura was leaked.

Then, Lin Yuan, standing half a meter away, casually tapped the VIP table, which was made of deep-sea ebony and cost a million dollars.

thump.

A soft, muffled sound, like a heartbeat.

There was no blinding light, nor any violent shockwave.

Yan Lie and Old Liu on the ground were stunned.

That's it?

Is this their counterattack?

However, in the very next instant...

The deep-sea submerged wooden table, which was said to be impenetrable even by large-caliber armor-piercing bullets, suddenly emitted a series of fine rustling sounds.

Followed by.

Under the intense, horrified gazes of Yan Li.

The entire solid wood table, along with the thick pure copper covering at the corners, suddenly lost all its physical structure in an instant!

Whoosh—!

A gentle breeze was blowing.

The enormous table instantly turned into a pile of powder countless times finer than flour, which collapsed onto the floor!

Those second- and third-order crystal nuclei lost their support and fell into a pile of powder with a clattering sound.

Dead silence.

The air in the hall seemed to have been completely sucked out at that moment.

Yan Lie's true energy instantly retreated into his body. He stared intently at the pool of fine wood powder on the ground, feeling an extreme chill that shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, instantly freezing his heart!

Pure physical vibration!

With a flick of the finger, the molecular structure of the substance was directly destroyed, shattering it into dust!

Yan Lie instantly recalled the top-secret intelligence that the military informant had risked his life to transmit that evening.

No internal energy! Physical crushing!

A deathly pale mask!

Grandmaster!!!

"thump!"

Yan Lie didn't hesitate at all; his knees buckled, and he knelt heavily in front of the pile of powder.

His dignity as a mid-stage Grandmaster was utterly crushed in the face of such an absolute dimensional reduction attack, leaving not even a trace.

"This junior, Yan Lie, dared to probe the Grandmaster's presence in person! I deserve to die!"

Yan Lie pressed his head firmly to the ground, cold sweat pouring down like a waterfall, not even daring to look up at Lin Yuan.

so horrible!

This guy is a ruthless man who can crush even a miniature beast horde into a bloody mist with a single stomp.

To wipe out Wanbaolou, I probably wouldn't even need to lift a second finger!

"Since you know you deserve to die."

Lin Yuan looked down at Yan Lie kneeling at his feet, his voice behind the mask devoid of any emotion.

"So, how do you plan to receive this batch of goods?"

Yan Lie shuddered, as if he had grasped at a lifeline.

He crawled over on his knees, tumbling and stumbling, and carefully picked up the dozens of crystal cores.

"We at Wanbaolou will acquire your treasures, even if it means going bankrupt!"

"These crystal cores are worth about ten million on the market... no! This junior will offer twenty million! Consider it an apology to you, senior, for the tea money!"

Yan Lie's voice trembled as he quickly pulled out a top-tier anonymous black card with a purple-gold rim from his pocket, raised it high above his head, and handed it to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan took it without any hesitation.

With the three million he had in his assassin card, his net worth has now exceeded twenty-three million.

Absolutely get rich overnight.

But that's not all. If money isn't transformed into vital energy, it's just worthless paper.

Lin Yuan flipped the black card between his fingers and said calmly, "I need to buy some things. Wanbaolou, please prepare them for me."

Yan Lie was overjoyed. What an incredible opportunity it was to serve a Grandmaster!

He quickly looked up: "Senior, please give your orders! Whether it's a rare spiritual herb of any rank or the essence blood of a top-tier exotic beast, as long as it's available in this seventh safe zone, I'll deliver it to you within half an hour!"

Lin Yuan shook his head.

"I don't want the spiritual herbs, nor do I want the essence blood."

Lin Yuan's voice carried an unquestionable command.

"I want all the cheapest, lowest quality, and substandard Qi and Blood Powder in your Wanbaolou warehouse."

"Don't ask how much. I want you to take all the low-grade garbage in the entire city."

Ga?

Yan Lie's fawning expression froze instantly, and his brain went blank for a moment.

What's going on?

A grandmaster of external martial arts who can shatter a piece of dark wood into dust with a single finger.

Instead of rare and precious herbs, you specifically requested to buy all those low-quality Qi and Blood Powders that even stray dogs wouldn't eat? Those garbage pills only cause bloating and don't provide much energy at all!

But he only paused for a second.

Yan Lie's pupils dilated suddenly, as if he had imagined some extremely terrifying inside story!

Legend has it that some ancient, peerless powerhouses secretly raised some kind of ancient, colossal beasts with enormous size and astonishing appetites!

Those behemoths don't need high-purity energy; they only need an endless "quantity" to fill their bellies!

Grandmaster senior... this is stockpiling food for your divine pet!

"I understand!"

Yan Lie's eyes were filled with fanatical awe, and he kowtowed repeatedly.

"Rest assured, senior! Within two hours, I will fill five heavy trucks with all the low-grade Qi and Blood Powder in the entire city and deliver it to your designated location!"

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly beneath his mask.

Although I don't know what this old guy was imagining, his attitude was still pretty good.

"Send it to abandoned warehouse No. 01 in the north of the city."

After saying that, Lin Yuan turned around.

The heavy black military boots echoed on the floor, their footsteps making a chilling sound, before disappearing outside the gates of Wanbaolou.

Seeing that the evil spirit finally leave, Yan Lie collapsed onto the ground as if he had been pulled out of the water, panting heavily.

"Boss...are we really going to buy that junk?" Old Liu shakily got up.

Snapped!

Yan Lie retaliated with a resounding slap across Old Liu's face.

"Shut up! How could you or I possibly fathom the scope of a Grandmaster like you?!"

"Immediately mobilize all of Wanbaolou's funds to go on a black market spree! If we miss out on even a single packet of those worthless Qi-Qi Powder tonight, I'll chop you up and feed you to the beasts!"

……

Four o'clock in the morning, an abandoned warehouse in the north of the city.

Five heavy trucks roared away, leaving behind piles of inferior Qi and Blood Powder packages that almost filled the entire warehouse.

Lin Yuan locked the rusty iron gate.

He removed his pale mask and looked at the cheap resources before him, which stretched like a small mountain. A burning madness finally ignited in his eyes.

The passing score for tomorrow's special training camp test is the third level of the Qi and Blood Realm.

In order not to damage the testing equipment.

These five truckloads of Qi and Blood Powder were the perfect fuel for him to fine-tune his control and sprint to compress!

"system."

Lin Yuan tore open more than a dozen packages and poured the coarse medicinal powder directly into his mouth.

"Smoke as much as you want!"

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