After all, how many fragments of the Yun Cave Mansion map were there? Piecing them together would be incredibly troublesome, and even with a complete map, he simply didn't have the time.
Ye Chen’s goal was to reach the Ancient Continent within five years!
Get stronger!
Achieve combat power comparable to the Pseudo-God Realm!
Time was too tight; he had no leisure to collect these cave mansion fragments. He lacked the energy, and certainly lacked the wealth. A single fragment cost tens of thousands of Demigod Stones; if he encountered others, he wouldn't have the funds to purchase them anyway.
As for viewing them before selling?
These fragments were engraved by brainwaves; once viewed, they would be imprinted into the mind, and the map would vanish into ash.
“Transaction complete!”
“You have received a total of 16,128 Demigod Stones! Do you wish to withdraw them all?”
“No! Open an account for me, withdraw 1,000 Demigod Stones, and keep the rest in reserve,” Ye Chen said calmly.
“Yes!”
The intelligent system immediately scanned Ye Chen’s iris, skeletal structure, and fingerprints before setting up a reserve account card for him.
“Please enter your savings card password!”
(A combination of Ancient World universal characters or numbers, ranging from 6 to 185 digits)
“Spiritual Civilization Ye Chen!”
Ye Chen simply thought of the simplest possible sequence.
“Confirm?”
“Confirm!”
After Ye Chen confirmed, a moment later…
“Sir, here you are!” A service girl from the Elven Civilization approached lightly, a sweet smile on her face, handing Ye Chen a jade-green metal card adorned with seven twinkling starlight dots. Even a full-power strike from a Ghost God Realm expert couldn’t destroy it.
If the chip on this card were damaged, the intelligent system would automatically revoke its authorization.
Ye Chen tucked the metal savings card and the 1,000 Demigod Stones into his Rune Space, then promptly left the Rainbow Stone Trading Hall.
Rainbow Stone was the brand name of a highly reputable and well-known savings institution headquartered in the Ancient Continent. They had established branches across all 3,000 Divine Provinces, and with this metal savings card, one could swipe for purchases at any store.
Ye Chen left the Rainbow Stone Depository directly and headed toward a shop belonging to a famous conglomerate nearby—the very same one Xiao Bai Tu had entered previously.
“It’s a pity that You Yue and Nan Tian’s spaces also have savings cards, but these cards require a password for use,” Ye Chen mused with a slight regret, though he wasn't overly remorseful, as he had already destroyed those two cards the moment he saw them.
Stolen goods must not be kept.
Who knew if those cards had some kind of tracker? If the Chi Yan Sect began an investigation, it would be a huge headache.
An outer disciple killing two inner disciples—this was a crime that defied heaven! Furthermore, the biggest trouble wasn't the act itself, but that anyone, even a fool, would never believe a Ghost God Realm expert could slay a Demigod Realm individual without possessing some precious treasure.
Ye Chen arrived at the apothecary he had visited before. Looking at the lavishly decorated lights in the main hall, he felt a pang of emotion. Last time, he was a pauper without a single Ghost Stone to his name; now, he was rolling in wealth. Truly, the ways of the world shifted, and fate played strange tricks!
The hall was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.
Ye Chen moved to the weaponry section, selected for a while, and purchased ten sets of Beginner Demigod equipment, instantly spending over ten thousand Demigod Stones via card payment.
“Next month, I can request a few days off and head to Thunder Plaza to deliver these to the Spiritual Civilization faction. That way, when my sister and the others encounter Beginner Demigod powerhouses, they should be able to handle themselves,” Ye Chen thought.
As for himself, he possessed the Divine Flame Armor set. With this peak Demigod-level armament—bordering on comparable to an ordinary Pseudo-Divine Artifact—he could easily deal with Demigod Realm experts!
If the Xuanyuan Divine Sword could be upgraded to a Semi-Divine Artifact, his strength would advance even further!
However, upgrading the Xuanyuan Divine Sword required gathering a vast amount of materials and hiring a Master Refiner to reprocess it, demanding immense resources and energy.
After the purchase, the young lady behind the counter retrieved the ten sets of Beginner Demigod equipment and handed them to Ye Chen, who casually tucked them into his Rune Space.
Feeling the soft form of Xiao Bai Tu nestled in his embrace, Ye Chen’s heart warmed. Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he walked toward the medicine area on the right side of the hall.
Ever since Xiao Bai Tu had previously stimulated the divine blood within him, she had remained in a deep slumber. Occasionally when she awoke, she would only stir slightly before falling back into unconsciousness.
Ye Chen vaguely guessed that it was likely due to the massive consumption of energy within Xiao Bai Tu’s body.
“Hello, sir. How may I assist you?” The attendant from the Moonlight Civilization behind the counter smiled sweetly. In some prehistoric civilizations, individuals from the Elven Civilization or the Atlantean Civilization were naturally stunningly beautiful and handsome.
“Do you have any medicines that can restore vitality?” Ye Chen asked.
“There are many such medicines…” The attendant immediately smiled. “We have medicines to restore stamina, restore Ghost Qi, and restore divine power. Which type do you require?”
Ye Chen pondered for a moment. “Show me the kind that restores physical stamina.”
The attendant smiled sweetly and gently tapped the high-tech Ginny-quality counter. The items displayed immediately refreshed, revealing boxes of exquisitely beautiful medicines in various shapes.
As if smelling the medicinal scent, Xiao Bai Tu, who had been sleeping in Ye Chen’s arms, moved slightly and awoke. Her inky-black eyes blinked, then lit up with a gleam. She hopped out of Ye Chen’s embrace and landed on the counter, staring longingly at a box of medicine through the transparent surface.
Ye Chen glanced at that medicine, his lips twitching, “3,000 Pseudo-God Stones!”
One Pseudo-God Stone equaled 100 Demigod Stones!
He couldn't afford that even if he sold himself.
Ye Chen coughed lightly and said to the attendant, “Do you have any medicines of this type priced under 5,000 Demigod Stones?”
“We do.” The girl from the Moonlight Civilization seemed to notice Ye Chen’s predicament, pursed her lips into a slight smile, and then input a program behind the counter. The display refreshed again, showing items around 5,000 Demigod Stones, and some priced above 3,000.
Xiao Bai Tu crawled around the counter, finally slumping dejectedly in front of an exquisite jade box. She turned her head and looked pitifully at Ye Chen, seemingly communicating helplessly, “This one will have to do.”
Ye Chen glanced at it, forced a wry smile, ‘4,800 Demigod Stones…’ Seeing Xiao Bai Tu’s pleading eyes, he gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and purchased it.
When it was time to swipe the card, the attendant retrieved the box of medicine. Inside was a pill, perfectly round and fire-red, emitting waves of strange medicinal fragrance that made one feel refreshed and full of vitality just by inhaling it.
Xiao Bai Tu immediately pounced on it, swallowed the medicine whole, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it down, letting out a small burp while patting her belly.
Ye Chen watched the empty box with a pang of pain—the equivalent of nearly five sets of Beginner Demigod armor, gone in one gulp…
Seeing Xiao Bai Tu still looking unsatisfied, Ye Chen quickly picked her up, stuffed her back into his embrace, and walked out of the hall.
He had entered loaded, and in the blink of an eye, he was a pauper again, his card nearly emptied, leaving only a little over 1,000 Demigod Stones.
Just then, an arrogant voice rang out, “Scram!” Immediately followed by a sharp cry of pain next door, and the sound of cracking bones.
Ye Chen paused, turned his head, and instantly saw a dashing figure standing near another medicine counter not far away. He was dressed in elegant white, holding a bone fan, gently swaying it, a humble smile on his face, yet his lips curled with an unruly arc.
At that sight, Ye Chen couldn't look away.
“Fengyue Family!” Ye Chen’s eyes turned icy cold. This white-robed youth was the very man from the Fengyue Family last time—the one who had, without a word, blasted him and President Nan Tian away. If President Nan Tian hadn't recently broken through, he would have nearly died on the spot!
Beside the white-robed figure, the ground was slick with blood where a curled-up figure lay twitching, blood pouring endlessly from his mouth—it was clear he wouldn't survive.
“Daring to flirt with my woman.” The white-robed youth glanced dismissively, then looked at the delicate girl behind the counter, his eyes glowing with an eerie light. “Wait for me at my villa tonight.”
“Young Master Feng Tea…” the girl called out.
“Unwilling?” Young Master Feng’s eyebrow twitched. He suddenly seemed to sense something and turned his head, immediately spotting Ye Chen. He paused slightly, then a mocking smile played on his lips… “So, it’s you!”
Ye Chen stared back coldly, then turned away indifferently and headed toward the exit.
It wasn't that he was letting it go; it was simply that with so many people in the shop, it wasn't the right place to commit murder.
“Kid, stop right there!” Young Master Feng suddenly spoke, his lips curving into an arrogant arc… “Come over, kneel down, and kowtow, and I might spare you today!”
A murderous intent flashed in Ye Chen’s eyes as he looked at him coldly, “Don’t seek death!”
Young Master Feng seemed momentarily stunned, then burst into loud laughter. “A mere Ghost God Realm youngster daring to speak so wildly? I offered you a chance for revenge last time. What, am I right in front of you now, and you’re scared?”
The surrounding crowd, noticing the commotion, turned their heads to watch. Only a few Ghost God Realm experts watched with mild interest; many Demigod Realm powerhouses looked away without interest.
It was far too common for a Demigod to bully a Ghost God!
Moreover, most people had some discernment. They spotted the golden medal on Young Master Feng’s chest at a glance, recognized his identity, and immediately felt the situation was more normal.
If you have strength, but you don't bully others, what is that power for?
Ye Chen glanced around and noticed numerous security guards—all at the Demigod Realm level—emerging from the corners of the hall. However, these men hesitated and did not approach after seeing Young Master Feng.
A murderous glint flashed in his eyes, and he subtly clenched his fist.
Young Master Feng was surprised that Ye Chen was so uncooperative. He frowned, his tone turning cold: “An ant at the Ghost God Realm still dares to be stubborn? Kneel down for me!” He slammed his palm down, unleashing a ferocious surge of divine power that transformed into a dazzling golden energy palm print. It compressed the air in the hall, creating a crushing pressure field as it slammed toward Ye Chen!
“Seeking death!” A surge of fury erupted in Ye Chen’s heart. In an instant, he activated the Divine Flame Armor. A powerful golden light erupted from within his body, coalescing into an exquisite set of armor. Waves of protective divine flames writhed like golden serpents across his body, guarding the space above his head.