Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

Jiang Chuan anticipated that the four major source blood races would have extremely strict control over source essence.

But after actually learning about this situation, I still felt a headache.

Does he mean to lead the human race to participate in the All Races Conference?

Not to mention whether it will expose his true colors.

Even if you participate.

What can he use to contend against those Holy Blood races with Divine Realm experts in charge?

Jiang Chuan asked, "Isn't there any other way to obtain source matter?"

"Yes, Master," the one-eyed clan leader said in a low voice. "Although Source Essence is extremely rare under the control of the four major races, it is not entirely impossible to trade it."

"Some of the top-ranked clans will occasionally put a very small portion of their source essence on the market for sale."

"but."

"These source materials are often not priced in ordinary currency."

"They are only used to exchange for extremely rare items, such as rare and precious materials that are only produced deep within certain forbidden lands."

Jiang Chuan asked for some more details and got a pretty good understanding of the situation.

Make sure nothing is missing.

Then he killed him.

They also destroyed the entire teleportation altar as a result.

In this way, the one-eyed race will no longer be able to find the human race through this altar. As for how he will return in the future, we'll talk about that later; we'll always find an opportunity.

……

Two days later.

A fiery red city appeared on the distant horizon.

From a distance, the city looked like a dark red behemoth lying on the earth. The city walls were ridiculously high, estimated to be at least thirty or forty feet tall. They were made entirely of some kind of volcanic rock, and the surface of the walls was covered with dense dark gold runes, shrouded in a faint halo.

Long queues formed at the city gate, with people of all races mixed together.

Jiang Chuan glanced at it briefly.

Among the hundred or so people in line, he saw at least seven or eight different Holy Blood races.

There were snake-tailed aliens covered in scales, winged creatures with wings on their backs, stone demons with bodies as large as small mountains, and several strange creatures shrouded in black mist, with only two eerie green eyes showing.

The aura emanating from each of them was far more powerful than any of the alien races he had encountered before.

Jiang Chuan pulled down the brim of his hood, covering his face even more completely.

He was wearing a large black robe, which covered him completely.

He pushed his Night Walker talent to its limit.

His aura was so restrained that it resembled a stagnant pool.

Targets of a lower level than him in terms of intelligence cannot see through his true nature at all.

The center of the Origin Realm is unlike the human territory; the human race would be too conspicuous here.

For a marginal race that doesn't even qualify as mortal to appear in a place like Molten City is like a monkey walking into a royal palace.

He didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble before figuring out the rules here.

The line moved forward slowly, inching forward.

When it was Jiang Chuan's turn.

A heavily armored guard at the city gate looked up and glanced at him.

"Entry fee: fifty Molten Coins."

Molten Coin.

This is the currency used throughout the Molten Realm.

Jiang Chuan had looted several thousand coins from those one-eyed tribesmen. He then took out a handful from his pocket, counted out fifty coins, and handed them over.

The guard took the money and impatiently waved him inside.

"Next!"

Jiang Chuan stepped through the city gate, but the sight before him made him pause slightly.

The streets are wide enough for eight horse-drawn carriages to run side by side, and both sides are lined with stone buildings of varying heights, each with a distinct foreign style.

The crowds on the street broadened his horizons even further.

In just that short moment, Jiang Chuan saw at least a dozen races whose names he couldn't recall.

The vast majority of them possessed an aura of level seven or higher.

Eighth-tier structures are everywhere.

He could even occasionally sense one or two auras that made his heart flutter slightly.

He now finally understood why the outside world called this place the center of the Origin Realm.

The rich cultural heritage of this place.

They are from a completely different dimension than the human race.

Even Jiang Chuan had to admit that with his current strength, he wasn't exactly a top-tier figure in this city.

Jiang Chuan walked along the street for a while and found a small stall with a currency exchange sign at the entrance of a secluded alley.

The stall owner was a thin, foreigner with grayish-green skin, who was dozing off on his stall.

"Exchange money."

Jiang Chuan tapped on the table.

The stall owner raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and then lazily pulled a palm-sized crystal plate from under the counter, pressing it a few times: "What currency?"

Jiang Chuan recalled the materials he had reviewed before leaving.

He said in a deep voice, "Black Star Treasure Notes."

The stall owner gave Jiang Chuan a look that was hard to decipher, then pointed to the numbers that popped up on the crystal board: "Today's exchange rate: 100,000 Black Star Treasure Notes to 1 Molten Fire Coin."

"How many?!"

Jiang Chuan almost thought he had misheard.

The Black Star Merchant Guild's precious notes, universally accepted throughout the entire Origin Realm, require 100,000 notes to exchange for a single Molten Fire Coin?!

He carried in his pocket the one million taels of silver given to him by Yuan Ziyi, as well as the fifty million taels of silver that Zhou Tianyan had transferred from the Federal Treasury before he left.

A total of 51 million.

At this exchange rate.

You can only exchange for 510 Molten Coins!

Nearly half of the entire Federation's wealth is less than what he could earn by casually robbing a single one-eyed clan guard!

Before entering the city, he had already inquired and found out that the cost of staying overnight in Molten City would be at least 100 Molten Coins!

"Not enough?"

Seeing this, the stall owner chuckled twice, revealing a set of uneven, yellow teeth, his tone clearly mocking: "Friend, is this your first time in Molten City? Black Star Treasure Notes, to put it bluntly, are just pieces of paper used by those cross-realm merchants to exploit the natives of other realms. Nobody in the four realms recognizes this stuff. If you really want to exchange it, you'd better do it now; my price is already quite fair!"

Jiang Chuan remained silent for a moment, then squeezed out two words through gritted teeth:

Replace everything.

The stall owner took the thick stack of banknotes, casually tossed them into a sack under the counter, and then counted out 510 dark red coins and pushed them in front of Jiang Chuan.

It's like giving a beggar a free meal.

Jiang Chuan expressionlessly put the coins into his backpack, turned around and left the exchange stall.

After walking away.

He couldn't help but curse under his breath.

What the hell is this Origin Realm universal currency?! The Black Star Merchant Guild is absolutely a fraudulent guild that preys on the natives of the outer realms!

That so-called precious paper.

Within the four domains, it's not even as good as toilet paper!

Ironically, the Federation treats these things like treasures, spending countless resources to acquire these scraps of paper, thinking they are stockpiling strategic resources.

result.

Tens of millions of banknotes.

They can't even afford a room for a week in Molten Core!

Once he returns to the human race, the first thing he'll do is uproot this lousy merchant guild's base and get back all the resources he was swindled out of, with interest!

but.

That's a matter for the future.

Right now, he only has a little over two thousand Molten Coins in his pocket. The cheapest hotel costs one hundred yuan a night, so he can only last about twenty days at most.

The most urgent task is to make money!

His gaze swept over the shops and signs along the street, and he began to think about ways to make money.

Forging equipment is the simplest and most direct method.

With a 100% success rate, the cost of forging a piece of dark gold equipment is almost zero, and selling it is pure profit.

However, he was not familiar with this market and did not know which equipment sold well or what prices were appropriate.

Let's find a place to stay first and get familiar with the environment.

Jiang Chuan made up his mind.

He pulled up his hood and stepped into the crowd ahead.