Kill one monster, stack one poison, and I alone will poison my way across the world!

"It's a mount?"

Upon seeing the item's attributes, Linglong couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Mounts... are extremely rare in this world.

Even a regular vehicle costs over ten thousand, similar to the price of a car in my previous life.

Ordinary families simply cannot afford it.

Epic mounts, on the other hand, are absolutely priced exorbitantly; if word gets out, it's sure to cause a bloodbath.

The types of mounts are also diverse, including animals, machines, and even flying swords.

Although most cities prohibit the unauthorized use of mounts, having a mount is much more convenient in the wild.

Previously, Su Chen could only take the corresponding shuttle bus to go to the dungeons and secret realms outside the city.

With a mount, you can go wherever you want!

"What incredible luck! This thing sold for hundreds of millions!"

Linglong stared, her eyes wide with amazement.

An epic mount! Although Jiang Buyu has something even more powerful, she still couldn't help but drool over it!

"I'm gone."

Su Chen had no intention of sharing, so he clapped his hands and walked towards the secret realm portal.

……

Outside the secret territory.

A violent ripple spread across the black vortex.

Two figures walked out of the teleportation portal.

Su Chen patted off imaginary dust from his body, looking relaxed.

Linglong followed behind him, her expression still somewhat stiff, as if she hadn't yet recovered from the shock of the dungeon she had just experienced.

The camp outside the secret realm remained noisy.

When the two came out, the surrounding crowd was quiet for a moment, then burst into even louder laughter.

"Oh, Miss Linglong, you're out so soon?"

The mage from the West Sea Dragon Guild glanced at the time and exclaimed dramatically, "They've only been inside for less than an hour! They haven't even cleared out the outer patrols before they've slunk out like cowards?"

"What did I just say? Bringing along a level 30 burden is just suicide. It's a miracle you came out alive."

"Miss Linglong, am I right? This guy is just a pretty boy with nothing to offer except his looks. You'd be better off with us. When our guild's main force arrives, we can even help you steal some dragon milk and dragon crystals. Isn't that better than following this good-for-nothing?"

Sounds arose from all sides.

In their view, there was no other explanation for two people below level 40 going in and coming out after only an hour, except for escaping after their entire party was wiped out.

Su Chen ignored the noisy noise.

Linglong stopped in her tracks.

She looked at the smiling monk in front of her as if he were a hopeless idiot.

"If you don't need your eyes, you can donate them to those who do."

Linglong said coldly.

The monk paused, then asked, "Miss Linglong, what do you mean by that?"

Linglong raised her chin slightly: "Look back yourselves, is the portal still there?"

The monk subconsciously turned his head away.

The others around them also turned their heads.

The enormous black vortex that once stood in the center of the camp, radiating a terrifying aura... has disappeared.

The oppressive feeling in the air is rapidly dissipating.

"Disappeared?"

"The portal to the secret realm... has disappeared!"

"How is this possible? The Nightmare-level Ten Thousand Bone Dragon Abyss... has been breached?"

A deathly silence fell over the camp.

The only sound was the whistling of the cold wind through the tent.

Everyone's eyes widened, staring intently at the white teleportation array, as if they had seen a ghost.

The mage screamed, his voice cracking, "Even five of the most elite level 40 elites could barely clear out the elite monsters on the outer perimeter!"

However, the facts before us cannot be refuted.

The disappearance of the portal means that the final boss in the secret realm has been defeated.

After a brief moment of shock, an unusual atmosphere began to permeate the crowd.

Several heavily armored warriors quietly tightened their grip on their weapons.

The mage from the West Sea Dragon Guild also developed an extremely greedy and sinister look in his eyes.

First clear of Nightmare-level dungeon!

And it's a golden holy dragon!

The dropped equipment and materials represent an astronomical amount of wealth.

More importantly, Su Chen was just a freshman at Sky Dome Academy, and this place was in the middle of nowhere.

"Miss Linglong."

The mage took a step forward and said with a forced smile, "Looks like you guys got lucky. Did you find some bug, or did you get stuck on the terrain? Why don't you show us the loot you got after clearing the level and let us all see it?"

Several job-changers subtly formed a circle, blocking Su Chen and Linglong's path.

Murder and robbery are always faster than grinding monsters by yourself.

Linglong glanced at the malicious gazes around her and gave a soft snort.

"What? You want to fight?"

She didn't draw the crossbow behind her; instead, she crossed her arms and swept her gaze across the entire area with disdain.

"Before you make a move, you'd better think twice about your own capabilities. My master has a rather bad temper."

Linglong's voice wasn't loud, but every word clearly reached everyone's ears.

"If I lose a single hair or a piece of equipment here today, my master will spread a message to the outside world."

"As long as you wipe out everyone in that family or guild and bring their heads to him, he will forge a custom weapon for that person for free."

The words fell.

The soldiers, who had just been itching to attack, froze instantly.

The sneer on the face of the mage from the West Sea Dragon Guild froze instantly.

Master Craftsman Will Forge You a Weapon for Free!

This is a hundred times more terrifying than any kill order from a top-tier guild!

In this world, top-tier equipment is like a second life for those who have changed jobs.

Many top experts, carrying massive amounts of rare materials, would kneel outside the blacksmith's shop for three days and three nights, all of whom had to obediently queue up, hoping to beg Master Craftsman Buyu to make a single purchase.

If this promise is actually made...

Without anyone else lifting a finger, those top experts will tear them, along with their families and guilds, to shreds without leaving a trace, like mad dogs.

"Gulp."

Someone swallowed hard.

The people in front retreated as if they had been electrocuted, making way for a wide passage.

Cold sweat beaded on the monk's forehead, his face as pale as paper. He waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Miss Linglong is joking... We were just joking, just joking."

"Get out of here."

Linglong coldly uttered two words.

No one dared to utter another word.

Su Chen calmly walked through the crowd, a sense of surprise welling up inside him.

That's the power and intimidation of a master blacksmith!