Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Weapon Pavilion was the largest shop in the mart.

Zen knew that real treasures and rare weapons might not appear in such a big shop. However, his goal was not to find rare spiritual weapons.

Zen intended to buy mysterious weapons.

He believed that the Weapon Pavilion would stock many mysterious weapons.

After stepping into the Weapon Pavilion, Zen saw a variety of weapons.

There were golden axes, emerald spears, blood-red great swords, and so on.

As Zen glanced at the weapons, he found that they were low-grade mysterious weapons.

The business at the Weapon Pavilion seemed very good. Many people shuttled in and out, and dozens of waiters wearing yellow coats were busy greeting customers.

After hanging out for a while, Zen wanted to speak with a waiter about the weapons, but no one approached him.

Perhaps the reason for this strange behavior was that the waiters saw Zen wearing a white robe, which was characteristic of a Cloud Sect outer disciple. All of the workers in the mart could tell that the outer disciples had only recently joined Cloud Sect. Even if they earned some bonuses from the sect, they had to use their cubic crystals for cultivation. Thus, no waiter paid attention to Zen as they didn't think he could afford much.

After waiting for a long time, Zen noticed that a waiter was free. The man reluctantly walked up to Zen.

"Sir, what weapons do you want to buy? We have various kinds of weapons. As long as you tell me what you want, I can find it for you," said the waiter fluently.

Zen nodded and said, "I have noticed that you only have low-grade mysterious weapons on display. Could you please tell me where the top-grade mysterious weapons are placed?"

"Top-grade mysterious weapons?" questioned the waiter as he studied Zen.

Although the waiter assumed that Zen was perhaps not wealthy enough to afford a top-grade mysterious weapon, he still wanted to take a chance. Sometimes, children from noble clans dressed as though they were poor. The waiter did not want to miss potential business based on an assumption.

Thus, the waiter smiled warmly and said, "Sir, our top-grade mysterious weapons are not exhibited here. If you want to buy some, I'll take you to another room. This way please!"

Zen nodded and followed the waiter to the depths of the Weapon Pavilion.

The inner space of the Weapon Pavilion was huge! As Zen walked deeper, he came across many mid-grade mysterious weapons. Soon these were replaced by top-grade ones.

"Sir, this is our collection of top-grade mysterious weapons. Each of them is of superior quality!" introduced the waiter proudly, as he led Zen into a big room.

Zen's eyes wandered along the counters. At a glance, he could not tell whether these weapons were remarkable or not.

There might be a massive difference in quality between any two top-grade mysterious weapons.

weapons that Zen grabbed from Evil Lan produced only five or six drops of

the two short halberds that

Zen's observation, these weapons did not appear to be superior.

of these weapons could produce five drops of essence

weapons do you have now?"

Zen's question, the waiter was a bit confused about why he cared about how many top-grade mysterious weapons were in the

and told Zen, "We have thirty-two swords, eighteen hammers, twenty-six sabers, and other types of top-grade mysterious weapons that number to over a hundred. In total, we

Zen nodded thoughtfully.

different price, on average, one could be sold

you like?" asked the

want all of them," replied Zen

exclaimed the

salary of a waiter was low. A considerable part of the salary came

hoped to sell a

only bought one or two mysterious

top-grade mysterious weapons. 'What

how much it will cost to buy all of these top-grade mysterious weapons?" asked the waiter. His warm smile was replaced with a sullen expression when he

will spend more than twenty thousand crystals, am I right?" said Zen

to the Weapon Pavilion, this

mid-grade mysterious weapons. Thus, a monthly transaction could

not, you'd better get out of my sight!" The waiter was livid. As he had seen that no one was serving Zen, with the best of intentions, he had come to help. However, he didn't expect to waste his time.

else to serve me," said Zen as he lifted a sword in

would like to help you!" mumbled the waiter coldly before turning around

mouth, Zen stepped toward the end of the counter, where a middle-aged man

Are you in charge here?"

man glanced at Zen before asking, "Sir, Can

by Wurth Zhang before saying, "I want to

noticed the white robe worn by Zen, he thought the

he saw the token in Zen's hands,

token, even more than Zen

token color, be it purple, white, green, or golden, represented a value.

the most common, the golden token was the

Zen's

could borrow ten thousand cubic crystals

as the man knew, only about one thousand people had enough wealth to be

said, "Sir, what do you want