“I see… wait, tens of thousands of cities?!” Lu Yun shuddered.

There were at least several billion citizens in a regular minor Hongmeng city—the Enforcer Alliance had to have been thoroughly enraged to strip the dragon of its dao rule and gift it to the Firmament Pavilion!

“Are we buying it?” Qing Ting gently tugged the corner of Lu Yun’s shirt.

“We’re buying it.” Lu Yun nodded. “It’s a good sword that’s a rare match for you.”

“Yippee!” Though her goal wasn’t the Azuresky Sword, she was thoroughly entranced by the weapon when she took a proper look at it. “I don’t need you to pay this time, I got it!” she declared with gusto. “Hmm… my sword is nice too, it’s much better than Qing Yan’s current king grade flying sword. I’ll give it to him instead.”

Quietly observing off to the side, Azureclad’s expression darkened. “She’s paying for it? When did the lass get so many crystals? That’s a hundred premium crystal veins!”

He couldn’t believe what was playing out in front of...