9 Transaction

The scarlet dragon mountain range was known to harbor many dangers, but not one as big as the half a step emperor realm dragon nesting within the mountain's grace. Azazel's innocent actions of stealing the flaming seed was bound to cause many changes within the courses of events that occured in the main timeline. One thing is for sure, If his luck is indeed deemed unfortunate, Yun che will probably be forced to suffer the dragon's wrath since his 4 month long training will take place in the same exact location the seed was stolen.

Not that it mattered much, jasmine will probably intervene and kill the dragon either ways, that scenario technically won't diverge from the one apparent in the novel by a large margin.

The flaming sun peered down from above at the humans attending their mysterious affairs.. Its light highlighting the near perfect outline of a boy slowly walking out of the confines of the scarlet dragon mountain, his clothes tattered up and hair jumbled up to induce comical shapes that otherwise marked his overall physical appearance as extremely hilarious.

This, of course, was naturally azazel who has been running for 2 days straight, still believing on the faint probability that the dragon was pursuing them using some arcane method.

Their intended destination was new moon city, a location that was 10 times more prosperous than floating cloud city if economy and spiritual strength of the average inhabitant is put into strict consideration.

Chief made it extremely paramount to come here and take root, it seems rather obvious at this point that he was indirectly following yun che's footsteps, not that he was aware of it one bit.

WIthout a shred of cold, hard COINs, it was within the plans of the man and spirit to sell some of the treasures of the dragon in order to not resemble poor bastards who donne no roof atop their head- even though that's technically their state of life since arriving in this world..

Azazel made sure to stay inconspicuous around the crowded streets of the city, his white hair shrouded the entirety of his face, leaving but his lips for the simple task of vocalizing his thoughts.

With unhurried and calculated steps, he entered the black merchant guild house only to show a subtly , surprised reaction at its interior.

The guild lived up to its reputation as one of the most lucrative places to carry out business within the blue wind empire. Shelves ater shelves were decorated with goods the common people could only gaze from afar, but inherently understand that they will probably never get the chance to own something of such high quality. The guild sells almost anything, one just needs the money or attractive merchandise to carry out any transaction.

Azazel was naturally aware that with a reputation like this, the probability of being cheated is slim to none, hence the collaborative decision between him and chief to come here and sell the treasures of the dragon.

There was a middle aged man leaning lazily behind the counter, his eyes strayed no from the book he was reading despite being aware that there was a new customer. The man choose to speak out of simple boredom

"Buying or selling?"

Azazel walked towards the counter and placed the three fire spirit pills on top of the table, his voice cold as he parted his lips in utterance.

"How much?"

The man stood stunned for a second. Eyes constantly moving from the boy no older than 12 in front of him, to the 10th ranked fire spirit pill sitting motionlessly right before his very eyes. The shop keeper slapped himself once, trying to ensure with certainty that he was not dreaming.

" I don't have all day buddy. My grandaddy is going to spank me If I stay out too long" azazel helplessly spoke, effectively snapping the man from his trance like state.

" the quality of these pills are not bad, I will give you 300 thousand purple profound coins for all of them." the man cleared his throat, trying to regain his dignity as a senior while placing a glowing purple card on the table, probably where the coins were stored.

" Not bad? Boy please, You got no face to save after slapping yourself to humiliation" azazel spoke amidst laughter as he grabbed the currency card and left the guild, leaving a shopkeeper who wished for nothing more than to find a hole to crawl into.