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On the spacious street, a Black-armored Knight rode a pitch-black warhorse, darting past the carriages like a streak of black lightning.
Moments later, the warhorse entered a sparse forest and arrived at a pavilion.
It seemed to have been built specifically for some noble's leisure, but it had long been abandoned, appearing somewhat dilapidated. The four red-painted pillars revealed their original wood color.
The Black-armored Knight dismounted casually, loosening the reins and ignoring the warhorse as he walked into the pavilion. A woman in green gauze sat with her back to him, engrossed in a book.
Upon closer inspection, she appeared to be just over twenty years old, with skin as smooth as jade and delicate brows framing her dark eyes. Her green long dress split from the thigh, revealing her rounded legs, with hints of her private areas barely visible.
However, the Black-armored Knight kept his head lowered, not daring to glance up. He respectfully reported, "My lady, a new Spirit Master has emerged and eliminated a pet."
"Don't pay any mind to those failures; they may seem powerful to you warriors. But to a Spirit Master, even one who has just constructed their Main Totem is no match," she replied.
As she spread her legs slightly, the hem of her skirt fluttered, releasing an inexplicable fragrance that filled the air.
This made the Black-armored Knight even more respectful. He raised his gaze slightly to focus on her exquisite chin but suddenly showed a hint of reluctance as he said, "My lady, is being a warrior truly a dead end?"
"Yes, pursuing martial arts is indeed a dead end," she shook her head with a glimmer of helplessness in her eyes. "Vaxinger, don't be anxious. As a reward for your years of service to me, I will ensure you become a Spirit Master in the future!"
"Thank you, my lady." The Black-armored Knight lowered his head again, sighing lightly as he concealed his reluctance.
"Even the most powerful Ultimate Warrior cannot harm a Spirit Master; thus, you must avoid them when encountered," she said while shaking her head. The topic shifted as her expression turned icy.
"The organization's plans must not change. We will set aside that Spirit Master for now and continue to create chaos. We must incite turmoil throughout Storm Harbor and even Farn County. The one True God will surely descend upon this world and cleanse everything..."
"Yes, my lord!" The Black-armored Knights' eyes suddenly filled with fervor, resembling those brainwashed Cultists.
...
Xiar's team was ambushed unexpectedly, leaving all five knights injured, with one dying on the spot. One knight was struck to the ground by a giant wolf's claw, suffering severe internal injuries and bleeding profusely, and it was clear he wouldn't last much longer.
Now, they were less than half a journey away from Storm Harbor. After a quick bandaging and treatment, they hurried to Storm Harbor, first sending the injured to the infirmary. Xiar found an excuse to separate from the others and left alone.
His main purpose for this trip was to visit the Spirit Master's secret market in Storm Harbor, and he wasn't alone; he had a companion with him.
Storm Harbor's Commercial District.
The city was divided into residential areas, the Commercial District, the dock area, and the administrative military zone. Among these, the Commercial District was the most crowded, bustling with countless people coming and going, engaging in various transactions.
In front of a stall, Xiar suddenly heard a familiar voice. It was faint and light yet felt as if it appeared directly in his ear.
"You're so slow; can't you walk any faster?"
He turned towards the direction of the voice and saw a delicate girl standing with her back to him at a stall selling something similar to cotton candy, her eyes filled with longing as she gazed at the vendor.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pay!"
Xiar chuckled helplessly and quickly walked over, pulling out two Copper Coins to hand to the vendor. He looked at the girl beaming with joy and asked, "Have you been waiting for me to pay all this time?"
"Stop talking nonsense; let's go!" Rice Cake turned her head away and began to bounce ahead, leading the way.
He didn't ask many questions as he followed the other person through the crowd, soon arriving at the entrance of a tavern. A crooked sign hung above the door—Storm Tavern.
Rice Cake ignored the approaching staff and walked straight inside, while the staff merely smiled and greeted them without any attempt to stop them.
After passing through a corridor, the scene before them suddenly transformed. What had been a tavern filled with the smell of alcohol turned into a peculiar plaza.
A few formidable warriors clad in black armor stood guard at the entrance. Upon seeing them enter, one of them extended a hand towards Xiar: "5 gold coins!"
Xiar paused for a moment, and under the cold gaze of the warrior, he pulled out gold coins from his pouch and handed them over.
He couldn't help but click his tongue inwardly; even the entrance fee was 5 gold coins, equivalent to two or three thousand soft currency in his previous life. It was no wonder this was a gathering place for Spirit Masters.
"Come on, this equipment shop is quite fair," Rice Cake continued leading the way, showing little interest in the unusual sights around him. He lifted his chin proudly and added, "But most of what they offer here are basic items, which aren't very useful for me."
Curiosity stirred within Xiar, but he maintained an expressionless demeanor as he observed his surroundings.
This place was not much different from those Spirit Master Markets in games, featuring various totem workshops, Beast Pens, gem shops, and so on.
The difference was that there were very few people here; a glance around revealed only a handful.
The two entered a shop selling basic instruments, where various beakers, microscopes, and other experimental tools were displayed. It looked no worse than laboratories from his past life.
He carefully selected various instruments according to his earlier budget.
To conduct in-depth research, these items were essential; relying solely on bare hands for experiments was too crude and could easily lead to significant problems.
Unfortunately, these materials were too expensive. Even with all his savings, he couldn't afford a complete set and had to choose only the most essential instruments.
The landlord had no surplus food either, and the price of a microscope had skyrocketed to nearly two hundred gold coins, enough to make anyone's heart tremble.
"Really poor..." Rice Cake muttered with a glance, leaving him both amused and exasperated.
After selecting the instruments, the shopkeeper packed them into a wooden box and provided a black cloth bag for him to carry.
Once he finished choosing the instruments, Xiar half-dragged his companion to the Beast Pen, hoping to see if he could select a few pets to serve as Auxiliary Totems.
The Beast Pen resembled a typical livestock market, but inside were all kinds of fierce creatures—Gray Wolves, Forest Bears, Swamp Crocodiles, and more.
There were also various rodents, birds, Lizards, and other creatures that left one feeling overwhelmed.
The seller continuously touted how excellent these pets were and how long they had been bred, trying to attract customers.
When Xiar inquired about the prices, he immediately felt embarrassed and turned to leave because the money he had could barely buy two mice.
"Really poor..." The girl beside him laughed with her eyes crinkling in delight.
He shook his head, realizing that trying to buy anything here was simply a waste of money. He decided to return to the forest for some casual hunting and select a few stronger creatures as totems.
With the capabilities of the Evolution Modulator, he truly believed he could find something better than these so-called bred creatures!
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