I'm not just human!

Just as he was about to reach the goal, Xia Fa suddenly felt an indescribable hunger.

It was as if every cell, every muscle, and every organ in the body was calling out for and craving food rich in extraordinary power, and it was as if it had been holding back for too long and was suddenly bursting forth.

He immediately realized that this was due to a lack of extraordinary power!

Xia Fa quickly snapped out of his meditative state, made a clenching motion with his hands, and produced two deer legs from the chains that bound him.

Upon seeing the deer leg, the Venomous Tree Centipede was so startled it almost stood up, and immediately spat out a secret inscription:

You, you, you killed that despicable guy?

Xia Fa smiled and responded by spitting out a blue stream of secret text:

More or less, but it was seriously injured before it met me. By the way, do you want some?

The Venomous Tree Centipede shook its head, seemingly uninterested in the venison, and lay back down to continue protecting Xiafa.

Xia Fa smiled slightly, paid no attention, and immediately began to tear into the food.

Even though it's raw, I can't worry about that now.

The strong smell of blood assaulted his nostrils, and Xia Fa struggled to swallow the pieces of deer leg meat.

As expected of the flesh of a demigod-level supernatural being, the moment he swallowed it, he immediately felt an immense and somewhat violent supernatural power surging from his stomach.

But these violent supernatural powers had no effect and were immediately absorbed by his body.

Having made significant progress in understanding the secrets today, he desperately needs extraordinary power.

Xia Fa tore it apart piece by piece, and as he ate, the nauseating bloody taste faded, or rather, he got used to it, and instead found it to be smooth, crisp and chewy.

Moreover, it also had a faint metallic smell, not the metallic smell of blood, but more like the smell of raw steel.

After quickly finishing the two deer legs, Xia Fa entered a meditative state again, looking at the last two hundred or so secret inscriptions.

There was a slight hurdle to understanding this time, but not a major one.

Finally, as the last cryptic inscription was deciphered, the entire Silver Throne suddenly shone brightly, and all the inscriptions lit up for a fleeting moment.

Immediately, the Etheric Source Secret Contract, which had been hiding in the corner, flew over and circled the Silver Throne, much like a planet orbiting the sun.

Xia Fa was taken aback at first, but then he realized what was happening.

Is this because I have completely understood the Silver Throne, which has enabled it to coexist peacefully with the Ether Source?

boom!!!

Before he could think any further, an unimaginably vast storm of knowledge descended upon his mind once again!

It seemed that this storm of knowledge was too intense and was about to completely shatter his mind. A strange current even surged from Xia Fa's spine and drilled directly into his mind.

This could be considered a blessing in disguise; the storm of knowledge quickly subsided, and countless pieces of knowledge that Xia Fa could understand began to emerge.

He also gained three more secret abilities from the Silver Throne.

[Repentance Silver Hammer] [Silver Slash] [Divine Retribution Silver]

And... the original secret technique of the Silver Throne!

[Judgment Day!!!]

"There really is a secret technique at its core!"

Xia Fa was almost bursting with ecstasy. How powerful must the origin secret technique of the Overlord-level secret contract be?

The trial of Yin Ri... sounds like something very complicated.

After experiencing it for a while, Xia Fa opened his eyes and immediately saw the black, shiny eyes of the Venomous Tree Centipede staring at him.

And the purple cryptic text it just spat out:

You seem to have become much stronger!

Xia Fa responded with a smile and in coded language:

Yes, since the operation is scheduled for noon tomorrow, I need to leave for a while. How about we meet here tomorrow morning?

The Venomous Tree Centipede nodded its enormous head, indicating that it was okay.

Xia Fa then stood up and walked towards the edge of the Mist God Hunting Grounds.

He waved goodbye to the Venomous Tree Centipede, which mimicked him, waving one of its segmented legs twice before turning and burrowing into the soil.

As Xia Fa walked, he took out a citrine and performed another simple divination.

This time, he divined the scene near 13 Risle Street.

That's right, he didn't directly divine whether Dicket was present or not. After all, divining about a ruler, especially a transcendent monarch among rulers, would be too risky.

He then turned to divination regarding the scene at 13 Risle Street, and through the imagery, he determined whether the address of 13 Risle Street was made of wood or iron.

If it is made of iron, it means that Dixie is present; if it is made of wood, it means that He is not present.

But whether He was there or not, Xia Fa decided to go to the Extraordinary Market to sell the high-level secret contracts and extraordinary materials worth hundreds of thousands of gold pounds that came out of his bag.

A moment later, he put away the citrine, a clear look of joy flashing in his eyes.

Because Dick's nameplate... is made of iron!

Chapter 135 The Gate of Stars, finally obtained!

Outside Rum, on the Baron Sea, an extraordinary market.

The Extraordinary Market was as lively as ever. Even at dusk, it was still bustling with people, fog people, giants, and blade people... Okay, I'll stop rambling.

To Shafa's surprise, he also saw the royal family of Sremus, whose faces had mouths on both sides.

And a demi-human with a golden cloth bag on its back, but an unusually short stature and golden skin.

There are even many other strange and peculiar... well... demi-humans, each with their own unique characteristics.

It seems that the Fog Carnival will only get more lively as the seven days go by.

Humans and demi-humans from the entire Wright Starfield are expected to arrive one after another to participate in this once-every-five-years carnival.

Although the most important carnival activities are over, isn't shopping and enjoying delicious food the real meaning of carnival?

Xia Fa had already changed his body shape and appearance. This time, he still chose the same two-meter-tall but thin as a bamboo pole body. He still wore a wooden clown mask on his face, with his eyes curved and his mouth forming a creepy and eerie smile.

Due to the urgency of the situation, and the uncertainty of when the nameplate at Risel Thirteen would change from iron to wood again—which would mean that Dick Tudor would leave again—Shafa headed straight for the location of the secret trading shop.

This time, however, upon arriving at the entrance of the secret trading shop, the fat shopkeeper was nowhere to be seen; the area behind the counter was empty, with not a single person in sight.

Xia Fa found it strange; with no one guarding the place, wasn't he afraid someone would steal things?

But he immediately realized that with the Secret Trade Shop's ability to operate on every inhabited planet in the Wright Starfield, they probably weren't worried about anyone stealing their things.

Xia Fa shook his head, preparing to switch to another store for the transaction.

"Haha, please take care, sir. Come again next time, come again next time."

A burst of laughter rang out from the shop's corridor, and the portly shopkeeper smiled as he saw a customer dressed as an aristocrat out.

The noble guest made no attempt to disguise his physique or appearance, not even wearing a mask. He simply swaggered out of the store and glanced at Xia Fa casually as he passed by.

The portly boss suddenly noticed Xia Fa, his eyes widening slightly.

"Guest, it's only been half a day. Are you here to buy something, or have you finally raised enough money?"

Xia Fa continued to feign indifference:

"No, I'm here to sell things."

His idea was simple: to expedite the transaction, using the identity he had at noon would be faster, since that identity had already established a basic level of trust with the fat boss.

If trouble arises after this, I can simply abandon this identity altogether.

The portly boss, true to his business acumen, reacted swiftly. He spat into each hand, smoothed his slicked-back, center-parted hair, and immediately bowed, gesturing for the customer to come in with a warm welcome.

"Haha, no problem, guest, please come in~"

Xia Fa chuckled inwardly, always feeling that this chubby boss seemed happier receiving things than selling them.

He didn't bother with formalities and strode along the corridor formed by the two rows of oak cabinets deep inside the store, eventually arriving at the fat boss's bedroom.

The familiar smell of sweat and grease wafted over, and Xia Fa sat down across from him at the tea table with practiced ease.

The fat boss flipped the pillow over, slightly affecting the flow of time in the small bedroom, and sealed the space with living iron powder.

Then, he sat down opposite Xia Fa, rubbed his short, chubby hands together, and said with a gleam in his narrow eyes:

"What does the customer want to sell this time? Is it another high-level secret contract?"

Xia Fa didn't speak, but indifferently stretched out his withered hands and wiped them on the tea table.

Fifty-nine sharp fangs of the binding chains, the heart of the binding chains, nine high-level secret contracts, a transparent tube disguised as a giant lizard, a decoy flesh flower disguised as a giant lizard, a spirit-eating tree frog inside an ice ball...

An extraordinary array of items, filling an entire tea table, appeared before the portly boss.

The fat boss shuddered, his body jerked backward, and he almost fell off the bench.

He quickly grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, straightened up, and stared wide-eyed at the extraordinary items on the table.

Then, he swallowed hard.

"Lord, guest, where did you get all this from?"

The fat boss was clearly a connoisseur; he immediately grabbed the fangs with his left hand and the heart with his right, instantly recognizing it.

"The teeth and heart of the demigod-level supernatural being 'Chaining Chains'?"

He put it down, then picked up one extraordinary item after another, examining them and marveling at their beauty:

"Lord, the spirit-eating tree frog! And the spirit tube disguised as a giant lizard! Wait, the Secret Pact of the Crow's Eye?"

Xia Fa remained unmoved, calmly watching him, as if the things he had taken out meant nothing to him.

After a while, the chubby boss finally finished inspecting the goods. He looked up, his face crinkling with laughter, and held up three short, chubby fingers:

"Sir, you must be knowledgeable in this field. A fixed price of 320,000 gold pounds, what do you think?"

Xia Fa was slightly taken aback, because he realized that it was just a little bit off.

He previously had 170,000 gold pounds, and now these extraordinary materials and high-level secret contracts can be sold for 320,000 gold pounds, which is... exactly 10,000 gold pounds short!

After thinking for a moment, Xia Fa decided to use the same trick again, deliberately remaining silent to show his dissatisfaction with the price, hoping to get the fat boss to raise the price on his own initiative.