94: Chapter 93: Black Market (9/10) 94: Chapter 93: Black Market (9/10) The logic was sound, but An Jing considered a bit more, “Names and photos don’t matter, changing names and disguises are easy, but this Spiritual Power record…”
“Changing that isn’t hard either.”
However, Sword Spirit was experienced, “Due to different Spirit Roots and minds, the various details of Spiritual Power pathways are unique, truly one of a kind; however, it’s only difficult to disguise, not impossible.”
“With the power of Fate Pattern, it’s easy to replace your features with those of Fate Pattern.
Besides, you can also use treasures that inherently possess their own circulation of Spiritual Power as substitutes.
“As for replacing it with someone else’s Fate Pattern, disguising it with Lifebound Demon Soul, or substituting with Ghostly Elixir, these methods are either evil or require many conditions, making them unusable for you.”
At this point, he felt quite emotional, “In the past, I seemed to have specifically reviewed these evil cultivators who intended to deceive and hide their identities.
The world has changed, and I’ve gone from reviewer to the reviewed.”
“Consider it a covert investigation then,” An Jing was optimistic, “Let’s use the Fate Pattern disguise.
If I commit something in this world, I’ll use you, Sword Spirit, to disguise.”
“When this disguise is worn out, I’ll still have my original Spiritual Power features to register with!”
“In any case, be cautious!” he summarized.
“Sure enough, I advised you to be cautious, and you took it to heart!” Sword Spirit was quite gratified.
Hiding Spiritual Power fluctuations with Fate Pattern wasn’t difficult, An Jing just needed to slightly stimulate his Fate Pattern, imbuing a trace of his essence.
His eyes flashed with bloody firelight, and his demeanor suddenly transformed.
“Mars Star Life doesn’t look like a good person, can it pass security?”
Although somewhat doubtful, considering the local hospitality of the Tianyuan Realm, An Jing decided to give it a try.
Soon, nearly an hour later.
“Hmm…doesn’t quite look like it, but never mind.
Considering your condition, severely wounded, do you have enough money?
Don’t die in the city.”
“…Do you really have enough?”
On the outskirts of Xuanye City, the city entry office.
As a midpoint between Floating Dust Plains and Xuanye City, the city entry office was quite similar to the highway toll stations of An Jing’s previous life, where people and vehicles lined up in long queues, either passing through automated smart checks or manual verification.
As a wilderness person entering the city for the first time, An Jing naturally had to undergo manual verification, and now he was in a small, nearly pitch-black room akin to an interrogation room, answering the questions of an auditor behind a glass partition.
Although the auditor doubted An Jing’s age, it wasn’t particularly concerning.
In the wilderness tribes, it was indeed the age to start working around thirteen or fourteen.
He was just surprised by An Jing’s strength and his legitimate city entry pass.
—To be so young and still manage to get a city entry pass, the tribe behind this kid must be extraordinary.
However, strong as they may be, they were still people of the wilderness, so after asking some basic questions, he paused his questioning and just looked meaningfully at him.
“Sir, please check my city entry pass again.”
And An Jing was very cooperative, respectfully pressing the five light blue Good Deeds certificates beneath his City Entry Pass and inserting it into the slot.
The inspector collected the City Entry Pass without changing his expression, pocketed the Good Deeds, and made a show of checking An Jing’s credentials before suddenly smiling, “No problems, excellent.”
He activated An Jing’s City Entry Pass with a Magic Artifact resembling a Law Altar nearby, which began to glow slightly before handing it back, “Input your Spiritual Power, and it’s all done.”
An Jing knew it was time to disguise himself.
He slightly squinted his eyes to hide the eerie red glow that appeared when he used his Fate Pattern, then he fed the transformed Spiritual Power into the City Entry Pass.
“All set, congratulations, Mr.
An Xuan, you may enter the city now.”
The inspector entered the data, unquestioning.
Xuanye City was a place where dragons hid amidst the tigers; even if an entire Robber Cultivator Group infiltrated the city, it would definitely be this group that was annihilated.
He had collected his Good Deeds and was too lazy to bother further.
Stepping out of the review booth, An Jing exhaled deeply, “That was simple?”
In reality, it shouldn’t have been complicated.
With such a high volume of people in Xuanye City, if every entry and exit were extremely strict, the entire city’s operations would be horrifically sluggish.
It was only as An Jing stepped out of the review station and came to the outskirts of Xuanye City, beyond the Floating Dust Plains, that he heard a grand noise arise.
The muffled, continuous explosions came from the zenith of the sky.
An Jing couldn’t help but raise his head; thick black clouds rolled across the horizon, and streaks of purple lightning darted through the overlapping layers of clouds, lighting up the sky peaks, followed by rolling thunder.
Considering the time he took to travel and queue, by the time An Jing arrived near the inspection station, it was already night.
The suburban areas were mostly strange tents and uncompleted buildings, with sparse lights, making it difficult to see what lay far ahead.
But now, fine raindrops connected into lines, linking heaven and earth.
The lightning’s light pierced through the murky rain streaks, making them shine upon each other like countless stars.
The urban cluster of Spirit Vein City loomed in the neon lights and thunderous sky, resembling towering steel forests.
Airships darted back and forth between walls reflecting colorful lights, while heavy airships floated between city gaps, dropping vast projections like waterfalls, introducing new products to the entire city.
The gloomy heavy rain, familiar high-rise buildings, unfamiliar airships and flying shuttles, and the myriad of advertisements descending from the sky carried muddy, corrosive rain.
After crossing mountains and wildernesses, defeating gang members and wild beasts, he finally arrived in one of the largest cities in the Tianyuan Realm.
An Jing gazed at the towering skyscrapers in the central region of the Spirit Vein City.
He couldn’t help muttering to himself, “This is Xuanye City.”
After a brief shock, An Jing smiled, “Good, just by looking at this, I know this place might lack many things, but it certainly won’t lack technology and power, nor will it lack opportunities and dangers.”
“Here, not to mention weapons to kill Evil Born Demons, even weapons capable of killing genuine Martial Meridian entities are definitely for sale!”
Calming his mind, An Jing knew that now was not the time to marvel at how large and spectacular Xuanye City was—time was pressing, and he had to complete many tasks within three days.
Scouring for resources, strengthening himself, finding weapons capable of killing Evil Born Demons, and purchasing drones to acquire more information.
Without any hesitation, An Jing took out his map again.
Soon, he arrived at a deserted plaza in the south of Xuanye City.
The Xuanye City Black Market was located underground here.