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I Inherit An Auction House At The Start, Trillion Times Rebate!

Lin Mo transmigrated to an eastern fantasy world. He started off with a classic “zero to hero” opening. Because of the [God Devourer] special attribute that he was born with, he used up countless resources, yet his cultivation level wouldn’t rise even one bit. Finally, he was chased out of the clan by the chief. He became responsible for managing the market place meant for newcomers at Initial Heart Village, which is a small town in the countryside. He thought that he would live the rest of his life uneventfully as a businessman. He didn’t expect that he would awaken the [Auction Rebate System] As long as the auction house sells items, Lin Mo would receive rebates several times the value of the item sold. [Ding! The host had auctioned off leftover bits from an elixir cauldron. Rebate give: Ninth Level Ultra Elixir: Heaven Forge Restoration Pill!] [Ding! The host had auctioned off the basic cultivation method: Strength Training Long Fist. Rebate given: Ninth Level Ultra Cultivation Method: Ancient Dragon Mammoth Method!] [Ding! The host had auctioned off a rusty bronze sword. Rebate give: Ninth Rank Ultra Weapon: God Slayer Sword!] [Ding! ...] As such, Lin Mo’s insane path to greatness has begun!

Place of Belonging · ตะวันออก
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The Scorpion on the Wanted list. Are You Planning to Snatch It in the Open?

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

These words were quite rude. The Huang sisters were shy girls. Their snow-white cheeks were flushed red. They were angry like a light pink plum blooming in the snow.

Huang Zhiyun was quick-tempered. She immediately stood up from her chair. "What do you mean by that?"

The man glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. Huang Zhiyun was so angry that her body trembled. She almost rushed forward to find someone to argue with, but she was stopped by Huang Zhirou.

"Could it be that the spirit stones can't compete with us, so she wants to use her lip service? It was really laughable, she spoke gently. She sat there like a demure magnolia, but her words were like a prickly cactus. It could be said that she had hit the nail on the head.

The man's face immediately darkened. It was obvious that he had been hit on the spot.