Chen Mo and Chen Yiyi were momentarily stunned.
Then, their eyes fell on an attention-grabbing section beneath the light curtain.
A list of small but precise text filled the space.
The rules of Origin Mall.
Of course, this place wasn't the actual Origin Mall, so some of the rules had been adjusted.
The two carefully read through them.
By the time they finished, their expressions had turned… complicated.
Chen Mo suddenly noticed something unusual. His face lit up with surprise. "Junior Sister, look at the top of the light curtain!"
Following his gaze, Chen Yiyi's eyes landed on the four bold characters at the top of the display—
Origin Mall.
She gasped. "Origin Mall?"
As disciples of Heaven's Secret Pavilion, both of them immediately understood the significance of that name.
The word "Origin" carried a meaning that few dared to speak of.
It was a taboo among the most powerful forces in the world.
The stronger one became, the more they would understand just how terrifying that word truly was.
Yet, this enigmatic senior had named his store after it.
A quiet storm brewed in their minds as they turned to look at Luo Chuan.
Could it be that he didn't even care about taboos...?
Luo Chuan, meanwhile, was completely unaware of their inner turmoil.
At that moment, he was focused on something far more important—examining a Colorful Colored Glazed Chicken, preparing to cook it.
His eyes lingered on the plump, vibrant feathers, deep in thought about the best way to prepare the dish.
Chen Mo swallowed hard and forced himself to look away.
He leaned toward his junior sister and whispered, "What do you think?"
At the same time, he couldn't help but glance back at Luo Chuan, who was plucking feathers without a care in the world. The corner of Chen Mo's mouth twitched slightly.
Unlike him, Chen Yiyi didn't overthink the situation.
She pondered for a moment before casually asking, "Senior Brother, does any of this have anything to do with us?"
Chen Mo blinked.
That… was a good question.
Come to think of it, it really didn't matter.
Their cultivation levels were only at Soul Dominion and Origin Mastery. Strong compared to ordinary cultivators, but still far from the peak of the Azure Continent.
In other words, he was worrying over nothing.
Chen Mo let out a bitter chuckle and shrugged. "You're right. Let's just check out the products instead."
A few moments later, exclamations filled the space.
"What?! This thing called Spicy strips can raise one's cultivation level regardless of realm?!"
"Senior Brother! Look at this! This Jade Nectar Dew restores vitality!"
"Hiss… This mineral water actually enhances one's talent?!"
Their eyes were wide with disbelief as they scrolled through the product list.
In a short span of time, their worldview had been utterly shattered.
The effects of these products were simply too astonishing.
They weren't just powerful—they completely surpassed the effects of even the rarest elixirs and spiritual treasures.
And yet…
They were being sold as regular commodities.
That could only mean one thing—
There had to be an abundant supply.
The thought sent a chill down their spines.
Where in the world had this senior obtained such treasures?
Yet, what truly stunned them wasn't just the miraculous effects.
It was the prices.
Spicy strips, which could temporarily boost cultivation, was only 100 spirit crystals.
Mineral water, which permanently enhanced one's talent, cost just 10,000 spirit crystals.
And the most expensive item?
Jade Nectar Dew, a mere 100,000 spirit crystals.
For effects like these, the prices were practically free.
They could no longer even begin to comprehend Luo Chuan's thought process.
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Mo finally made a decision.
He flipped his palm, and in an instant, a small tortoise shell appeared.
It was no larger than an inch, its surface as white as jade, with intricate, ancient patterns carved into it.
A rare treasure…
But would it even be worth anything in a store like this?