Clang.
Blade Aura broke through the air, sweat dripping from Su Xiao’s chin, who was wearing a heavy black vest that weighed at least 900 pounds.
Training with the sword while wearing this consus a lot of stamina, but Su Xiao recently planned to increase the weight during sword training because his strength, agility, and physical attributes have improved significantly. Although weight training has a minimal effect on Sword Technique improvent, it can hone his will.
Su Xiao, drenched in sweat, took off the tal vest, which fell to the ground with a clang, and he felt a sense of relief.
"Beep, beep, beep..."
The communication device in the room rang, and Su Xiao opened the communicator to find it was Yan Chen.
"The buyer has been contacted, et at Locke Street."
"Okay."
After hanging up, Su Xiao casually put on so casual clothes and was about to leave the private room when he noticed Bu Bu Wang lying on the discarded bed.
Su Xiao transferred 2460 Paradise coins to Bu Bu Wang, leaving him with 100,000 Paradise coins, just enough to give the remainder to Bu Bu Wang.
"Pocket money, and also, get a bed."
Bu Bu Wang, half-asleep, grunted and twitched his front paws.
"Take it easy on your weight, you’re almost unable to run."
"Humph~"
Bu Bu Wang replied, continuing to sleep.
"Forget it, next ti you encounter a miraculous creature in the Derivative World, I’ll let you have a taste."
"Ow!!"
Bu Bu Wang howled miserably, recalling his previous experiences. Eating the Insect Tribe or the Cyclops wasn’t a pleasant experience.
Ignoring Bu Bu Wang, Su Xiao left the private room and headed toward Locke Street.
Locke Street, as it’s called, is actually the ’Black Market’ of Reincarnation Paradise. The items sold on Locke Street cannot be described as illicit; they are mostly bizarre and co at low prices.
They say cheap goods are not of good quality, yet in Locke Street, cheap stuff can be top-notch, but these top-notch goods are dangerous. They could be symbolic equipnt belonging to a large adventure group’s mber or an item mysteriously disappeared after a hundred Contractors fought over it.
These items have one thing in common; they may cause trouble, even invite life-threatening danger.
Locke Street is owned by a force, the travel group within Reincarnation Paradise, and all shop usage rights and leasing rights on Locke Street are controlled by travel group mbers.
As a result, it has beco a gathering place for madn and lunatics, and most workers avoid it because the aura of wandering Contractors in this place is terrifying. Who knows if they’ll suddenly erupt over a minor matter?
Su Xiao doesn’t often visit Locke Street. After all, he has killed travel group mbers, and there’s past resentnt between him and the Cowboy Hat Man and Gulu, both mbers of the travel group.
Yan Chen chose Locke Street as the transaction spot this ti, as per the Mage Lord’s arrangent, who is said to have so connections with the travel group, even moving his private room near Locke Street.
Su Xiao entered Locke Street, which had a simple layout: a street flanked by various shops, with nas as strange as Old Tales House (Intelligence Organization), Burning Shop (where powerful Contractors can be hired to kill), and Ears (Intelligence transfer station).
There weren’t many Contractors on the street, but each one’s aura was formidable, and their behaviors and actions decidedly abnormal.
"Over here."
Yan Chen stood in the middle of Locke Street, in front of a restaurant, one of the few normal shops on Locke Street.
Su Xiao approached, and Yan Chen indicated to sit inside; the two casually ordered so items and sat across a round table.
"Where are the people?"
Su Xiao picked up a glass of waterlon juice and drank it in one go. The intense sword training earlier caused his body to lose a lot of moisture, and now, with a glass of icy waterlon juice, he felt refreshingly different.
"We still have to wait a while. That guy is called Solomon and hates being kept waiting. Although we’re the sellers, he’s one of the few buyers, so we have to be a little early. For the sake of Paradise coins, you won’t mind this patience, right?"
Yan Chen seed a bit troubled talking about the Mage Lord.
"Is he a Dark Mage?"
Su Xiao suddenly asked.
"How did you know? Have you t him?"
Yan Chen was rather surprised.
"No, it’s just that he’s here."
Su Xiao sensed a mass of darkness approaching, oppressive and somber, seeming to devour the surrounding light.
A man wearing a black pointed hat, draped in a black robe with the collar covering most of his face, revealing only his eyes, pushed open the restaurant door and stepped inside.
The man’s eyes were entirely black, with no distinction between the whites and pupils. As he entered the restaurant, cold vapor ford on the surfaces of all glass items, forming droplets of water.
"Manager, the air conditioning is too low."
A diner shouted, the manager leaning by the counter, eyes downcast.
"Even if it’s a volcano crater, this is the temperature. What a novelty seeker."
The restaurant manager glanced at the man in a black robe.
"Solomon, put away your ’pet.’"
To operate a store on Locke Street, the manager must be no ordinary person.
"Active period, can’t."
The black-robed man, Solomon, spoke just five words, aning his servants were active and couldn’t be put away.
"Practically a walking air conditioner, just make sure your ’pet’ doesn’t frighten the guests."
The manager exhaled so cold breath, shaking his head.
"Okay."
Solomon adjusted his collar, stepping into the restaurant. anwhile, a few diners got up to leave.
Su Xiao observed Solomon, feeling no trace of human aura from him; he seed to have rged with darkness. It wasn’t a bloodline or skill but filled with Dark Elent magic energy.
Solomon’s gaze swept across the restaurant and, upon seeing Yan Chen, walked over. Approaching within ten ters of Su Xiao and Yan Chen, he stopped, his entirely black eyes fixed on Su Xiao.
"Natural enemy."
As Solomon spoke, a pitch-black viper slithered out from his collar, its head triangular, scales fine, flicking its snake core—a mutant black mamba.
After a mont of hesitation, Solomon stepped forward, sitting opposite Su Xiao, closer to Yan Chen.
"The goods."
Solomon could be described as frugal with words, rarely saying more than five words per sentence.
Yan Chen signaled Su Xiao to take out the "Essence of the Moon," which appeared in Su Xiao’s hand, placed on the round table.
"What’s your offer?"
As an Annihilator, Su Xiao’s perception of Solomon’s aura was acutely sharp. This guy was unlike any Mage he had ever faced; he sensed that even in close quarters, Solomon wouldn’t be as disheveled as other Mages.
"300,000."
Solomon produced a Paradise Coin Savings Card with a denomination exactly of 300,000.
"Solomon, although I’m the broker between you two, this price is sowhat low."
Yan Chen could earn commission from the deal, so there was no need for Su Xiao to haggle.
"Budget constraints."
After Solomon spoke four words, he fell silent despite Yan Chen’s attempts at persuasion.
Yan Chen pushed for a higher price for five minutes, his chest heaving slightly, due to Solomon sitting motionless like a statue.
"You said... natural enemy, right?"
Su Xiao spoke, causing a slight fluctuation in Solomon’s emotion.
"350,000, no deal, forget it, natural enemy."
Solomon made a move to leave, seemingly unwilling to linger, consistently referring to Su Xiao as his natural enemy.
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