Trade Secret Realm.
A specially designated space, reserved for Kaelum, Anderson, and Elena to wait.
Sitting on a wooden bench, Elena glanced around, a hint of shock in her eyes. "Kaelum, Mike's master is that big of a deal?"
Elena herself was no stranger to the world and had seen her fair share of wonders.
She was naturally familiar with the Trade Secret Realm.
Apart from the Supre Being, the person with the highest authority in the Trade Secret Realm was the Mystic Market Manager.
This space was allocated by the Mystic Market Manager, their trading venue for the upcoming deal!
"Whoa..."
Kaelum sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling his scalp tingle. He shook his head with a wry smile. "I didn't expect Mike's master to be so powerful either."
"However... there's another possibility." Kaelum rested his chin on his hand, analyzing calmly. "Mike ntioned that his master has a deep residual will for money. Perhaps he was a close friend of the Mystic Market Manager in his previous life."
Sotis, connections were more useful than strength.
The Mystic Market Manager was most famous for two things:
1. The best money-maker in the world.
2. A strange na and an eccentric personality.
To ease the tension, Kaelum whispered,
"You know that saying in Wolf's Den, '[Tonight's bill is on Mr. Jhon]'? Actually, it's referring to the Mystic Market Manager!"
Gossip was a topic that no one could resist.
Anderson and Elena both looked at Kaelum, urging him to continue.
"Back during the Blood War between the human race and the abyss, Foreskin, no, Mr. Jhon at the ti, would often treat people to drinks after making money.
However, Mr. Jhon had a very eccentric personality. He was a lone wolf with few friends, wandering around the Trade Secret Realm as a stall vendor.
Mr. Jhon didn't spend the money he earned himself. He always threw it outside Supre Being Morpheus's house.
In Mr. Jhon's words, he simply enjoyed the process of making money; he wasn't interested in how it was spent.
It's said that during the most difficult ti for the human race, Mr. Jhon even went deep into the abyss and, with his own power, caused chaos and infighting among the various abyssal factions..."
Kaelum whispered about the glorious history of the Mystic Market Manager.
Outside the hut, Mike stood by the wall, watching the conversation inside with great interest.
Foreskin stood beside Mike, a little embarrassed.
He chuckled. "Those are just rumors, youthful indiscretions."
Mike shook his head. "Not indiscretions."
Mike hadn't expected Foreskin to have such a side!
Mike had known Foreskin for a long ti, and the latter had always been very humble.
Sotis, Mike would even forget that Foreskin himself was a Ninth-tier Lord!
And one of the oldest Ninth-tier Lords of the human race.
It had to be said that among the top experts, there were two types of beings that one should not provoke:
The oldest and the youngest.
Older experts had many trump cards, deep foundations, and often only revealed the tip of the iceberg when it ca to their true strength.
Younger experts had unlimited potential. As long as they lived, they would eventually convert that potential into strength!
Foreskin and Cedric were from the sa batch of experts.
"Mike, if you want to hear about these things, I can have soone write them into songs and sing them to you."
"That would be great."
Mike nodded. "It's a deal!"
Without giving Foreskin a chance to refuse, Mike, in the form of a black mist, pushed the door open and entered.
After the black mist entered, it glanced around at the three of them. "Is everyone here?"
The black mist's voice was hoarse, as if a pair of worn-out leather boots were stuck in its throat.
"One by one."
The space transford, leaving only Kaelum and the black mist.
Before Kaelum could speak, the black mist said, "That kid Mike already paid for you."
Kaelum: "???"
Mike was that generous?!
The black mist's next sentence shattered Kaelum's perception. "But I still have to charge
you."
It was only at this mont that Kaelum gained a slight understanding of Mike's words, " [Very greedy]!"
The black mist nad its price. "I'll help you look into four things. It'll cost you 1 copper coin,
1 silver coin, 1 gold coin, and 1 Lord rit.
Any problems?"
Kaelum shook his head hastily. "No problem!"
The price offered by the black mist was very reasonable.
A Lord-level, top expert of the eye elent, to personally look into four things for him, and Kaelum only needed to pay a total of 1 Lord rit.
Although 1 Lord rit was equal to 1 million gold coins, Kaelum knew that the information he would receive was worth far more than that!
The 'old man' in the black mist clearly wasn't very patient and urged, "Let's begin."
Black mist: "First question."
Kaelum asked seriously,
"Excuse , how should I phrase my next three questions to maximize their benefit to my
strength improvent?"
Mike: "..."
Are you trying to pull a fast one on ?
Since he had taken the guy's money, Mike wouldn't just sit there and do nothing.
Under the analysis of the [Eye of Truth], Mike quickly gave the answer,
"Class elent planning, Sea of Truth cultivation, and customized Truth growth equipnt."
These three things corresponded to [Class], [Sea of Truth], and [equipnt] respectively.
In fact, a person's combat power largely depended on these things.
Mike told Kaelum all the key information provided by the [Eye of Truth].
The material list for the Sea of Truth was very complex and varied from person to person.
Everyone's Constitution was different, their situation was different, and the materials they needed were also different.
Finding the most suitable material list for oneself was no easy task!
But with the help of the Eye of Truth, Mike only needed a glance to co up with the list that
Kaelum needed the most.
As for the Truth growth equipnt, it was complentary to the Sea of Truth.
With the three things settled, the black mist didn't bother with pleasantries and directly sent
Kaelum out.
"Next!"
The black mist offered a higher price. "2 Lord rits, 2 gold, 2 silver, 2 copper coins, four
things."
Soon, Elena and Anderson, during their individual consultations, asked their own questions and received answers.
For them, it wasn't a question of whether the consultation fee was worth it!
Just a few pointers from the expert in the black mist could save them a decade of detours!
The cost savings from that were imasurable!
In less than fifteen minutes, he had dealt with all three of them. Mike, in the black mist,
stretched and prepared to call it a day.
At this mont, his Trade Secret Realm pass vibrated again.
[Blaze Morrow: Fourth Bro, are you there?]
[Blaze Morrow: I just ca back from the abyss and encountered so trouble with my
breakthrough. If you're free, I'd like to et and discuss it.]
Blaze is back?
Mike didn't think too much about it and replied directly,
"Trade Secret Realm, co quickly."
Putting down his Trade Secret Realm pass, Mike transford, changing his appearance.
He stood under a tree in the Trade Secret Realm, quietly waiting for Blaze Morrow to co
knocking.
"This feels like getting free takeout."
Mike rubbed his chin, feeling that the world was a strange place.
Why would soone be so eager to give him money?
It didn't take long for a ball of fire elent to descend from the sky. Blaze Morrow made his
grand entrance.
"Fourth Bro, long ti no see!"
Blaze Morrow laughed heartily. "Thanks for your help with Jessica before!"
"It was nothing."
Mike didn't bother with too many pleasantries and got straight to the point. "You've been
stuck at level 899 for how long?"
Blaze Morrow smiled sheepishly. "Not long, just about 20 years."
Mike: "..."
Stuck at a level for longer than Mike had been alive.
And he called that "not long"?
Mike pondered for a mont before speaking again,
"If I'm not mistaken, your problem lies in your [Sea of Truth] being unable to condense into a
[Truth Pearl], right?"
"Spot on!"
Blaze Morrow didn't try to hide it.
"Don't laugh at , but I've gained sothing from both abyssal wars. Especially this ti,
seeing my forr teacher, Calderon, filled with such excitent that I felt like I could break through at any mont! But I just can't get past this last hurdle."
Blaze Morrow was known for being at the forefront of every battle in the Magmafist corps, a
decisive killer.
Not only had he killed many demon race Chiefs, but he had even participated in the siege of a
heavily injured demon Lord!
Logically speaking, having participated in killing a demon Lord, Blaze Morrow should have
t all the criteria of a Lord.
"This problem is a bit tricky..."
Mike didn't mince words. "Your problem still lies in your soul. Your mory has been sealed
before."
Hearing Fourth Bro's diagnosis, Blaze Morrow wasn't surprised but rather calm. "I know, I
also suspect that the problem lies there."
Blaze Morrow sighed and said slowly,
"Back then, during the Morrow family upheaval, I couldn't bear the blow and my ntal state
was unstable. I got drunk one day and happened to et a middle-aged man. We talked a lot,
and I only found out afterward that he was Apollo..." Blaze Morrow sighed with emotion before continuing,
"After that, I only know that Master Nine sealed a part of my mory more than thirty years
ago. I don't know what exactly happened."
Mike nodded slowly, it all added up. Blaze Morrow's mory had been sealed four tis.
Now it seed that the first ti was also the most serious.
"It seems that the problem lies in this mory Seal."
Mike said calmly, "I won't hide it from you, the Master Nine you speak of is like a brother to
. However, he has a special task at hand these days and can't spare the ti. We'll have to
find another way to solve your problem."
Fourth Bro's words startled Blaze Morrow.
You and Master Nine, like brothers? Oh my godness!
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