The Man’s Decree

Upon exiting the Pavilion of Treasures, Jared’s group spotted a street beside the place. Usually, the place was quite empty, but it was lively at that moment.

Many cultivators were peddling their stuff on the street. Those cultivators included demons, humans, and even members of the beast race.

Of course, many buyers were there, too, since a marketplace where those three races sell stuff together was rare.

Some human cultivators were interested in the demons’ merchandise while the demons were drawn to products sold by members of the beast race. Many stalls had plenty of people gathered around them.

Jared had a wonderful time walking around the place with his group.

It was the most relaxing time Jared had had since stepping foot into the Ethereal Realm. This world will be so much better if all three races coexist like this everywhere. Still, I know it’s not something that’ll happen easily. There are only humans in the mundane world, yet conflicts arise there daily. Meanwhile, the Ethereal Realm has three races.

“You want a hundred thousand spirit coins for this broken watch? Are you crazy?”

never seen money before? You’re asking a hundred thousand for

a greedy b*stard. To think he wants a hundred

of a stall near the corner, mocking voices rang

with his group. There, he spotted a furry man sitting before a stall, which was just a rag on the ground. The man was silent and expressionless despite being ridiculed

looking items. One of them resembled a watch, which exuded spiritual

likely the one the crowd was mocking the man for. Abruptly, a cultivator held this stupid watch and asked, “Hey, will

man shook

That’s the

huh? You’ll never sell this

held the watch in his hand. When he did, he realized it wasn’t actually a watch. It was a vivid emerald