He began to stroll through the streets of the city. The weather was moderate—not too cold, nor too hot. The atmosphere was lively, with children playing and joking with each other.
The bazaars of different merchants were bustling, their cries echoing as they advertised their wares:
"Are you facing an opponent a minor stage above you? Don't worry! All you have to do is use this Escape Talisman, and it will transport you up to 10 kilometers away. The price? Only 2,000 Low Spirit Stones!"
"Do you have erectile dysfunction and suspect your wife is cheating on you? Don't worry! Just take this Fiagra Pill, and your… pp will return to the be a dragon!"
"Haha, Fiagra Pill? It seems I'm not the only transmigrator here."
Suddenly, as he was enjoying his small picnic, an ugly voice rang out: "Move out of our way, insects! We are the mighty Mo family!"
The driver of the carriage yelled with all his might.
Mighty, my ass. If even a servant has such arrogance… I can only imagine what the family members must be like.
"Wait a minute… did I just say the cliché line of a beta MC?"
"Well….whatever."
After the "Mighty" Mo family, more and more noble families began entering the city for the auction, making the streets even more crowded.
Jack continued his picnic until he arrived before a grand restaurant called The Golden Crane Pavilion. He noticed that most of the people entering were dressed in expensive clothes, clearly marking their status as nobles.
His stomach growled with hunger. Ever since his transmigration, the only thing he had eaten were the beasts he killed—and his cooking was awful. So Without hesitation, he immediately entered the restaurant.
As soon as he stepped into the restaurant, he was astonished by its interior design. The building had seven floors, each one completely concealed from the others by intricate formations.
The marble floors gleamed with pure gold, while the towering columns were forged from shining silver.
"Hello, sir. How can I help you?" A female voice suddenly echoed, laced with a hint of contempt.
He turned toward the voice and saw a woman who was above average in appearance, with a noticeably large chest. "Hmm, I want to eat some good meals," he said in a natural tone.
To do that, you'll need to purchase a token. There are seven levels, each corresponding to one of the seven floors of the restaurant."the female attendant said.
"Hahaha, look at this peasant. He wants to eat at the best restaurant in the Heavenly Moon Kingdom. Boy, if you sold yourself, you still might not be able to purchase the cheapest token!" an arrogant voice suddenly echoed from behind him.
Heh… don't tell me," Jack sighed, already knowing what awaited him. But before he turned to face the arrogant young master, a mechanical voice echoed in his head, making his smile widen.
Ding!
" Dare to humiliate the Lord of this omnipotent system ? Ridiculous!"
Triggered mission : Face-slap this ignorant young master and purchase the highest grade token
Reward : low grade spirit stones x multiplier card
"Hehe, that's more like it." He said as he turned toward the supposed young master.
"Well… this is not surprising at all," he muttered, noticing the emblem of the Mo family on the clothes of the young master and his lackeys.
Haha, what are you looking at, moron? Get the fuck out of this restaurant! There are other restaurants in the slums that would suit someone like you," the young master sneered. His lackeys laughed at his comment.
He no longer paid any attention to Jack as he strutted over to the female attendant with arrogance, showing her a golden token. "This is my token. Take me to the fourth floor."
"Yes, young master follow me," the female attendant said in a respectful tone, unlike the contemptuous one she had used with Jack.
Wait!" Jack yelled as she was about to take the "young master" to the fourth floor. "What are the prices?"
Before the attendant could say a word, the Mo family young master unleashed his 9th-level Qi Disciple Realm aura, yelling, "How dare—" Before he could even finish his sentence, he was forced to his fours, coughing up blood. He felt as if he had been utterly crushed.
Suddenly, an ethereal voice echoed as a woman of breathtaking beauty appeared on the first floor. "Using strength in my restaurant is forbidden," she said with an oppressive tone.
"Young lady," the female attendant immediately bowed, fear evident in her voice. "What is the problem?" the young lady
asked.
Then the female attendant told her the entire story—how the Mo family had tried to humiliate the supposedly poor man, Jack, and how he had broken the rules by using strength.
The young lady kept her expressionless face as she looked into Jack's eyes and said, "How can we be of help, sir?"
As the "young lady" looked at him with her violet eyes, Jack felt as if he were an open book, as though she could see into his very soul. His skin broke out in a heavy sweat….
"I'm fucked".
"System, can you scan her…" he muttered in a low voice.
Ding!
Scanning is complete!
Name : yue xianlan
Cultivation : ninth stage of the king realm
Age : 300
Spiritual roots : fifth level
Bloodline: Serpent Vein Bloodline { mortal grade }
Constitution: None
A Peak King Realm cultivator… what is such an expert doing here? It should be noted that in the Desolate Rift Continent, there were no empires, as no Emperor-level cultivators existed here.
Thus, the true rulers—the ones who controlled the fate of tens of millions—were the Peak King Realm cultivators. And Each kingdom had between three to ten experts of such caliber.
"I want to buy the highest-grade token," Jack said in a natural tone.
The young lady's expression faltered slightly before returning to its usual calm indifference.
"That would be ten million low-grade spirit stones," she said evenly