119: Chapter 119 Poor wretch? What I pull out might kill you!

The spiritual energy here was so abundant that it almost condensed into tangible raindrops, and the buildings on both sides of the street were towering, often reaching into the clouds. What was even more despairing was the cost of living here.

"Captain..." Dragon Battle looked at an alien stall on the roadside selling something like kebabs and swallowed hard. "I just asked, and that single skewer made from 3rd-grade exotic beast meat costs ten 'High-Grade Star Coins'!"

Ancient Sword Soul also walked over with an ugly expression. "I've inquired about it. The currency system of the Hundred Cities Alliance is completely different from City No. 36."

"Here, Low-Grade Source Stones don't even qualify as loose change, and Mid-Grade Source Stones can only buy simple meals. The hard currency circulating here is High-Grade Star Coins and Top-Grade Source Stones!"

Ji Hongyi gave a bitter laugh. "In other words, we risked our lives to ransack the City Lord's Mansion in City No. 36, thinking we were wealthy with hundreds of thousands of Mid-Grade Source Stones... but now that we're here, we can't even afford a decent meal?"

Poor! This wasn't just country bumpkins coming to the city; this was beggars visiting the imperial palace!

"What are you panicking about?" Lin Yuan had his hands in his pockets, looking at the dazzling array of magical treasures and mecha shops emitting high-grade fluctuations, with not a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

"Money is meant to be spent. If the old doesn't go, how will the new come?"

Lin Yuan swept his gaze and locked onto the center of a bustling commercial street. There stood a nine-story building with a simple design, yet crafted from Top-Grade Starlight Stone. A man-made miniature star floated above the roof for illumination, and the plaque was inscribed with three bold, sweeping characters—Star Pavilion.

This was information Lin Yuan had just casually "asked" out of those law enforcement officers. Star Pavilion, the largest chain trading center in the Hundred Cities Alliance, had unfathomable backing and claimed that as long as you had good items, they would even dare to buy the bones of gods.

"Let's go. I'll take you to fence the loot." Lin Yuan waved his hand and led the way.

As soon as they stepped into the Star Pavilion, an aura of extreme luxury rushed toward them. The floor was paved with "Warm Jade Marrow" that could nourish mental power, the dome was inlaid with tens of thousands of night-luminescent pearls, and even a casual potted plant in the lobby was a 4th-grade spirit herb that could cause a bloody storm back on Earth.

However, the service attitude here was clearly mismatched with its decor.

"Gentlemen, is there anything you need?" A half-elf receptionist wearing a gorgeous uniform walked over. He looked Lin Yuan and the others up and down, and his initially professional smile instantly turned cold. He didn't even offer a "please sit" or a cup of the cheapest spirit tea.

"We want to sell some things and exchange for some Star Coins," Dragon Battle said in a muffled voice.

"Sell things?" Disdain flashed in the receptionist's eyes, and he spoke in a tone used to dismiss beggars: "Gentlemen, the first floor of our Star Pavilion is the miscellaneous goods area; the self-service consignment counters are over there."

"If you are looking to sell some scrap metal picked up from the edge star regions, or low-grade exotic beast furs, turn left out the door and go straight for three streets; there is an 'Interstellar Scrap Recycling Station' there that might be more suitable for you."

Looking down on people. This kind of tacky trope was shockingly consistent in every cosmic civilization.

Ancient Sword Soul was so angry his hand gripped his sword hilt, and Dragon Battle was about to lash out, but Lin Yuan reached out and stopped them.

"Scrap metal?" Lin Yuan didn't even glance at the receptionist, gently stamping his right foot on the floor paved with Warm Jade Marrow. Hum————!!!

A pressure from an Archaic True Dragon originating from the depths of his bloodline, mixed with his terrifying mental power, instantly detonated in the lobby like an invisible storm!

Inside the first-floor lobby of the Star Pavilion, those defensive formations that claimed to be able to withstand the attacks of 6th-grade powerhouses emitted harsh cracking sounds, as if they were glass unable to bear the weight, under the scouring of this tyrannical dragon might!

"You... what are you doing?! How dare you cause trouble in the Star Pavilion?!" The receptionist's knees went weak from this pressure, and he knelt directly on the ground, his face full of horror.

Lin Yuan ignored him, his voice echoing throughout the Star Pavilion like thunder: "Go. Call your best appraiser here and get them to roll out to see me. If they don't come out within three seconds, I will smash this shop."

"What a big mouth!!!" Accompanied by a roar, the space inside the Star Pavilion rippled violently. Immediately after, a goblin elder less than 1.2 meters tall, leaning on a staff inlaid with High-Grade Source Stones, stepped out of the void with a dark face. It was the Chief Appraiser of the Star Pavilion on Tianshu Star, Jin Duobao (6th-Grade Mid-Stage)!

"No matter which ancient star clan's prodigy you are, and no matter which God King stands behind you! No one has ever dared to say the words 'smash the shop' in the lobby of the Star Pavilion!"

The white-bearded goblin stared fixedly at Lin Yuan: "Young man, I'll give you one chance. Take out your so-called treasures!"

"If they are truly rare treasures, I will personally apologize to you!"

"If they are just some attention-seeking, ordinary goods..." The goblin elder slammed his staff into the ground. "I will skin you alive today and hang you on the city wall of Tianshu Star to air-dry!"

As the goblin elder spoke, dozens of fully armed guards instantly surged from around the lobby, surrounding Lin Yuan and the others with murderous intent. The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point; Dragon Battle and Ancient Sword Soul swallowed hard, their palms full of sweat.

Although they had followed Lin Yuan to ransack City No. 36, that was, after all, a "newbie village." In this shura field, they really didn't know if the things in Lin Yuan's pocket were enough to carry weight.

"Skin me alive?" Facing this tense situation, Lin Yuan not only showed no fear, but acted as if he had heard some huge joke. "Alright. Then I'll trouble you, old man, to open those mung bean eyes of yours wide and take a good look for me!"

Lin Yuan sneered and casually waved his right hand violently in the void. Clang! Clang! Clang!

A huge crack suddenly opened in mid-air, and immediately after, heavy objects poured out like a waterfall, smashing heavily onto the floor of the Star Pavilion! It was a pile of mechanical orbs, each the size of a millstone, crafted entirely from an unknown silver-gray metal, with dense blue runes flickering on the surface! There were hundreds of them! They piled up into a shining little mountain!

That wasn't all! Boom!!! Accompanied by one last earth-shattering loud noise, a huge, fleshy tentacle, dozens of meters long, as thick as a water vat, and deep purple in color, was smashed by Lin Yuan onto the very top of the pile of mechanical orbs!

As soon as this tentacle appeared, a pure, terrifying death pressure belonging to a 7th-grade peak Starry Sky Royal Clan instantly permeated the entire first floor of the Star Pavilion!

"Bang!" Several guards standing close by were directly electrocuted by this death lightning, foaming at the mouth, and sent flying backward.