Mo Yuan stared in disbelief.
The descriptions of these products were simply too absurd.
Increase cultivation instantly? Heal all injuries? Restore vitality?
The claims were so outrageous that his first instinct was to dismiss them as nonsense.
And yet—
He wasn't the only one reacting this way.
Every cultivator, demon, and beast present wore the same expression of shock and suspicion.
Not only were these miraculous items available for purchase…
But they were being sold at a fixed price.
And the price was so low that it defied logic.
For a moment, everyone wondered the same thing—
Was Luo Chuan playing a joke on them?
They turned to look at him, their gazes filled with shock and doubt.
Then—
Hu Kuang stepped forward.
"This king swears upon the dignity of all monster-kind—" Hu Kuang declared loudly, "—that these products work exactly as described!"
Mo Yuan cast him a sideways glance, his mind turning.
Swearing on the dignity of monsters?
What dignity?
This was the same guy who had willingly become a mount for someone else.
But of course, Mo Yuan wasn't stupid enough to say that out loud.
The tension in the air grew thicker.
Everyone's gazes flickered, but no one made a move.
Because no one wanted to be the first.
They all understood a simple truth—
The first bird to stick its head out is the first to get shot.
Could this be some kind of scam? A test?
And even if it wasn't—
Most of them didn't even know how to buy the damn things.
Then—
A deep, commanding voice shattered the silence.
"I'll take one of each."
Every head turned as Mo Yuan stepped forward.
His eyes locked onto Luo Chuan, his expression firm.
Even though Hu Kuang could be a bit unreliable, they had known each other for years.
And despite his flaws, Hu Kuang wasn't the type to deliberately deceive him—
Probably.
Maybe.
Hopefully.
Luo Chuan gave him a brief, calm nod.
"Use your mental power to connect with the light curtain," he instructed.
"As long as you have enough spirit crystals, the items will appear in your hands."
Mo Yuan hesitated for a moment.
Not only him—everyone else looked just as puzzled.
Connecting with the light curtain? That part was easy.
But what did he mean by collecting spirit crystals?
And how would the items just appear?
Was he suggesting that they would materialize out of thin air?
The onlookers leaned forward slightly, their curiosity piqued.
They wanted to see exactly what would happen next.
Mo Yuan exhaled sharply and nodded.
"Alright," he said. "I'll give it a try."
He stepped up to the glowing light curtain and focused his spiritual sense on it.
Almost immediately, a cold, indifferent voice echoed in his mind—
"Purchasing one of each: Coke, spicy strips, mineral water, and jade nectar dew.
Total: 110,110 spirit crystals. Do you wish to continue?"
Mo Yuan's entire body stiffened.
The voice was vast.
Boundless. Overwhelming.
In that single moment, he felt like he was standing before an existence far beyond his comprehension.
For the first time in years, a single, terrifying thought surfaced—
I am nothing but an ant before this power.
Suppressing his trembling thoughts, Mo Yuan took a deep breath.
"Continue," he responded, using his mental power.
Then—
The light curtain flickered.
A beam of soft blue light descended onto his outstretched hand.
And in the next instant—
Four objects materialized out of thin air.
For several long seconds, Mo Yuan just stood there, frozen.
He hadn't even processed what had happened yet.
Then, slowly, he looked down at his own hands.
There they were.
A black can of Coke. A pack of red, spicy strips. A bottle of crystal-clear mineral water. And a small, intricately designed container labeled "Jade Nectar Dew."
At the same time—
He felt the spirit crystals in his storage ring disappear.
His eyes widened.
No spatial fluctuation. No technique. No formation.
Nothing.
And yet—
The items had simply appeared.
How Did It Do That?
The other cultivators and beasts looked on in astonishment.
Even those who didn't fully understand what had happened could tell one thing—
This was not normal.
Even Old Bai and Ji Wuhui, who had experienced Origin Mall before, couldn't help but be impressed.
The remaining spectators, however, were completely lost.
They turned to each other, whispering in hushed, confused voices—
"Did you feel any aura fluctuations?"
"No! None at all!"
"What about spatial energy? Any signs of a teleportation technique?"
"The space around us is completely normal!"
"Then how did the items appear?!"
A hushed silence fell over the crowd.
Then someone muttered—
"This… this isn't just some shop. This is divine."
A technique so far beyond comprehension that it might as well be the work of immortals.