Chapter 59: Unexpected Harvest

Let us begin with our exchange, and afterward, I have some news I would like to share with everyone.

Hearing the skeleton's words, everyone grew excited. They were regular guests here and well aware that this skeleton possessed an extraordinary background. From him, they could acquire a great deal of valuable information, both good and bad.

Occasionally, the skeleton would organize hunting expeditions outside the city, and at other times, spiritual training sessions. In short, while the networking might not yield immediate benefits, whenever the skeleton shared news, one or two lucky individuals would invariably reap massive rewards.

For a moment, nobody was paying attention to the trading anymore. This wasn't a place where newcomers arrived frequently; everyone already knew what others possessed and what they needed.

Now, they were far more eager to hear the news the skeleton had to share.

However, someone just had to disrupt the atmosphere. While those in the inner and middle circles remained silent, someone in the outer circle spoke up loudly.

"I have an item. It is undoubtedly a good item, and I want to trade it for a chance to become a professional."

The moment those words were uttered, all eyes converged upon him.

The professionals upfront wore expressions of dissatisfaction, while those with the potential to become transcendent beings sized him up from head to toe, seemingly plotting to snatch his fortuitous opportunity away.

Intimidated by such gazes, the man nevertheless forced himself to stand straight, raising the object he had brought.

From Ryuzhi’s perspective, looking toward that direction, he saw that it was something wrapped in paper. The man must have kept it hidden on his person all this time, as it looked rather crumpled.

At that moment, a transcendent cultivator spoke up, "Alright, I'll take that item. Put it down, and you may leave. I will contact you regarding the subsequent arrangements."

"No!" the man shrieked. "This thing is truly valuable. I must choose the profession I want; I want to become a professional."

Another professional stepped forward then, declaring, "Step aside and leave the item over there. We will handle it properly. For now, let us listen to Mr. Worm."

Observing this, Ryuzhi could not help but shake his head. If things were going to be like this, this gathering was truly not worth watching any further.

With that thought in mind, Ryuzhi took a step back, concealing himself within the crowd, having no intention of getting involved in the matter.

Yet the man had been provoked to anger, and he roared, "I said, what I have in my hand is definitely a good thing, and I want to exchange it for a chance to become a professional!"

Only then did the skeleton, known as Mr. Worm, speak up. "Very well, then take the item out and show it to everyone. At the very least, we need to know what good thing you have before we can make an offer."

Hmph!

The man swept a glance across the transcendent practitioners, a look in his eyes conveying that they were all full of hot air.

He then unwrapped the paper parcel, revealing a withered arm inside.

Next, he produced a dagger and struck the arm hard with it, producing a crisp *clink*.

"Did you see that? This arm is definitely a good thing. I need to become a professional. Make your offers; once I am satisfied, this item belongs to you."

Upon seeing this, everyone lost interest. A transcendent figure who appeared to hold some status waved his hand and said, "Off you go. We can see things like this almost every day, and they are utterly useless. Do not come here again in the future."

With that, he flicked his hand, and several individuals stepped forward, intending to drag the fellow out.

Seeing this, the man began to struggle frantically. In the midst of the scuffle, the withered arm slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

At that moment, the skeleton suddenly spoke. "Hold on. No matter what, he came here to participate in our gathering. We should still give him a chance..."

Before the skeleton could finish his sentence, he saw that Ryuzhi had already walked over to the withered arm, bent down, and picked it up.

Weighing the arm in his hand, Ryuzhi then said, "I'll take this. However, I have no transcendent professions to offer, but I possess a sword technique accompanied by a breathing method, and I will teach it to you right now."

As he spoke, Ryuzhi raised his hand and pressed it directly against the center of the man's brows. With a surge of spiritual power, the training method for the Dark Night Piercing Sword Technique flowed along with Ryuzhi's mental energy straight into the man's mind.

As for what level the man would eventually be able to practice the Dark Night Piercing Sword Technique to, that was no longer something Ryuzhi needed to concern himself with.

Having finished all this, Ryuzhi casually tossed the withered arm up and down in his hand.

Earlier, when the arm was wrapped in paper, Ryuzhi hadn't sensed anything unusual. But the moment the item hit the ground, both Ryuzhi and the skeleton, Mr. Worm, realized what it was: a beacon for entering a game.

Much like the golden pendant Sandru had obtained when he entered the game to class up, this was an object used to pinpoint a game instance, guide one's location, and ultimately determine one's identity within the game.

Although the origin of the withered arm before them could not be discerned, one thing was certain: this item similarly pointed toward a world where a Necromancer's legacy could be found.

And it was precisely because the skeleton Mr. Worm had perceived this that he had wanted to keep the item.

It was just that Mr. Worm was too accustomed to acting superior and had wanted to use verbal maneuvering to drive the price down. He was nothing like Ryuzhi, who preferred action over idle talk—directly seizing the arm and imparting the Dark Night Piercing Sword Technique, thereby concluding the transaction cleanly.

Watching the withered arm being tossed up and down in Ryuzhi's hand, the color of the flames burning within Mr. Worm's eye sockets shifted. It was evident that he desperately wanted to acquire the withered arm from Ryuzhi's grip.

Yet buying it directly from Ryuzhi was out of the question. If Mr. Worm were to speak up now, it would be equivalent to announcing to everyone present that there was something special about the arm. Even as the master of this domain, Mr. Worm was not guaranteed to successfully snatch the arm away.

After a brief moment of reflection, Mr. Worm feigned indifference and said, "Very well, our networking session concludes here. Now, let us move on to the news I wish to share with everyone. Recently, about a five-day journey from the city of Adal-Malik, I discovered a subterranean cavern. I only made a preliminary exploration of the cave, but within it, I found traces of giant lizards living there.

"As you all know from our previous gatherings, what use giant-mutated creatures hold for us. Therefore, I intend to lead an expedition team there. I will take fifty percent of all spoils, and the remainder will be distributed among you according to your strength. Naturally, per the usual rules, transcendent practitioners may join without testing, while everyone else must demonstrate their prowess."

No sooner had Mr. Worm finished speaking than several transcendent practitioners in the gathering raised their hands to indicate their participation, and several others with transcendent potential mirrored their gestures.

However, Mr. Worm fixed his gaze solely on Ryuzhi. "And you?"