The mont soone shouted his ID, every single player in the square instinctively turned their heads toward Leon.
His status panel flickered open one after another before them, confirming without a shadow of doubt that the person standing there, was truly [Celestial].
A wave of murmurs spread instantly, growing louder with each passing second as recognition settled in.
"That’s really him!"
"I—I’m a huge fan of what you do!"
"Dude, you don’t even know what he does."
"He’s probably the strongest in the [Lower Domain], right?"
The voices overlapped, so filled with admiration, others with curiosity.
And a few simply stunned by the reality of standing a few ters away from soone whose na had echoed across domains through global announcents.
Leon heard everything clearly, yet his expression barely shifted.
Because although the attention felt unusual compared to his past life where he had wandered alone without notable achievents.
He did not allow it to distract him from what he ca here to accomplish.
Back then, he had been a lone wolf, and largely irrelevant to the grand stage of [Eternal Ascension].
But now that almost every player recognized his ID, the atmosphere around him felt undeniably different.
Despite the crowd pressing closer, the players instinctively parted when Leon stepped forward.
Not out of obedience but out of caution, because even without knowing his detailed stats, they could sense that his presence carried a weight far beyond their own.
"I just want to talk to the blacksmith," Leon said evenly, "It won’t take long."
No one objected, and no one dared to challenge him.
They also heard from the powerful orc guards of [Myriad Race City] that he had killed the city’s lord, which made the idea of antagonizing him not only foolish but potentially suicidal.
As Leon approached the shop, Tolkien looked up from behind his anvil, his sharp eyes imdiately noticing the subtle but unmistakable increase in Leon’s aura.
"You’re back, it seems," Tolkien said with a grin, resting his hamr on his shoulder, "and much stronger than before."
"I’ve already heard that today," Leon replied with a faint smile, "I just wanted to check on you and sell so materials."
"Always available," Tolkien answered confidently.
Leon opened his [Storage Space] without delay and began placing materials on the counter.
He noticed that the small stand Tolkien once operated had evolved into a proper shop, modest but clearly expanding.
And it was evident that if the current growth continued, it would soon beco one of the central hubs of [Lower Domain #1].
It was sowhat unfortunate that Leon would not be able to witness that evolution personally, because once he left this domain, returning would no longer be possible.
"Oh, and by the way," Leon added while arranging the materials, "An alchemist nad rek will be coming here soon, and you should let him work with you."
Tolkien imdiately frowned and lifted his hamr before slamming it against the counter with a loud thud.
"I work alone, kid."
Leon blinked once, mildly surprised by the reaction, though he maintained his composure.
"He’s genuinely skilled," Leon clarified, "and his refined materials would allow you to craft equipnt of a higher tier than what you can currently produce."
At the ntion of improved craftsmanship, Tolkien’s stubborn expression shifted slightly.
"Well... I’ll test him," Tolkien muttered after a mont, "but he better be good."
"He is," Leon replied confidently.
After that brief negotiation, Leon finished placing the materials he had gathered from locations such as the [Elental Land], the [Star Magic Cave] and more.
When Tolkien evaluated the collection, his eyes glead with satisfaction.
"This is the best haul you’ve brought so far," Tolkien admitted, "I’ll be able to craft hundreds of pieces of equipnt with this."
Since Tolkien both bought materials and sold products, and because his reputation had grown trendously, he was not lacking in [Eternal Coins], which ant Leon could expect a fair transaction.
Ding!
[You have received 37,290 Eternal Coins from Tolkien.]
Before Leon could even close the panel, another notification appeared.
Ding!
[You have received 50,000 Eternal Coins from Tolkien.]
Leon raised an eyebrow.
"I never properly thanked you for saving ," Tolkien said with a crooked grin, "so consider that a bonus, though don’t expect more."
Leon nodded in appreciation, fully aware that such generosity was rare.
[Eternal Coins: 127,586]
Seeing the total jump so dramatically made Leon internally reassess his current economic standing.
Because with that amount he could easily live comfortably in places like [Myriad Race City] for an extended period.
Even though he knew that in higher domains such sums would beco relatively insignificant.
He deliberately chose not to sell the [Core of Poison (Special Material)], because although it held considerable value, he sensed that keeping it for future opportunities would yield greater returns.
With most materials transferred, his [Storage Space] felt lighter than usual, and considering his newfound wealth, Leon decided that expanding it would be beneficial.
He focused ntally on the system interface.
Ding!
[Do you wish to spend 30,000 Eternal Coins to expand your "Storage Space" by 10 slots?]
The price had increased noticeably compared to previous expansions, but with over a hundred thousand coins available, Leon felt comfortable investing in long-term utility.
"Yes."
A faint golden aura shimred around him as 30,000 Eternal Coins were deducted and absorbed into the storage interface.
Ding!
[Your "Storage Space" slots have increased to 160.]
Although the next upgrade would cost 50,000 coins, which he had, but Leon decided not to do it.
"Stay safe," Leon said as he turned to leave, offering Tolkien a casual wave, "and don’t forget about rek, I think you’ll find him interesting."
Tolkien grunted dismissively but waved back regardless.
As Leon exited [Moon City], several players attempted to speak to him, and although he did not linger, he nodded or greeted them briefly before offering a simple piece of guidance.
"Just focus on getting stronger," he said, and surprisingly, those few words alone ignited motivation in many of them.
Once outside the city walls, Leon did not pause, because he had already completed everything necessary within [Lower Domain #1].
He opened the [World Map], allowing it to expand before his vision in full clarity.
’Alright now, how do I move to another [Lower Domain].’
He quickly checked the passive’s description again just in case.
[Domain Travel: Once per day, the user is allowed to teleport between domains.]
This was possibly the feature he was the most excited about with the [World Map], even more so than the giant interactive map or instant teleportation.
Because with this... many of the enemies in his past life who had been in different [Lower Domains] or [Higher Domains] couldn’t escape him anymore.
’How do I... use it though.’
He checked the interface but nothing stood out.
After a brief mont of consideration though, he spoke aloud.
"Domain Travel."
The response was instantaneous.
The [World Map] shifted dramatically, zooming out beyond [Lower Domain #1] and revealing a vast dark expanse resembling cosmic space.
Within which one thousand luminous circles floated, each clearly labeled.
Leon understood at once that each circle represented a distinct [Lower Domain].
"So that’s how it all looks like," he murmured, fascinated by the scale.
He scanned through the circles until his gaze settled on one in particular: [Lower Domain #78].
His expression cooled noticeably, and without hesitation he selected it.
Ding!
[Do you wish to teleport to "Lower Domain #78"?]
[Do note that you will be teleported to the start of the "Lower Domain" and that the "World Map" will be empty as every domain is different from one another.]
[Also, you won’t be able to teleport to another "Lower Domain" until 24 hours pass.]
Leon read every line carefully before responding.
"Yes."
The mont he confird, the transition began, and unlike the smooth teleportation within a single domain, this felt... violent.
It was as though Leon’s body and soul were being stretched and torn through layers of space itself.
The sensation was painful and disorienting, yet Leon endured without making a sound.
And after around a minute minute, the distortion ceased.
Fwoosh! Ding!
[You have appeared in "Lower Domain #78"]
[Domain Travel Cooldown: 23 Hours 59 Minutes 58 Seconds.]
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