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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!

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820 Chs

The Division of Immortal-Foundation Levels

Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lin Mo laughed in his heart as he enjoyed the food made from spirit herbs.

As they chatted, he found out about the background of these people.

The black mine mercenary group had a total of 3000 people, with three leaders. All of them were first-stage immortal-foundation experts.

"By the way, what's little brother's name? I haven't asked for it."

A middle-aged mercenary asked. The strength that Lin Mo had displayed was at the seventh sky of Nirvana stage.

On this warship, they belonged to the weakest group and would not be taken seriously.

"I'm Yan Rong, just a wandering cultivator." Lin Mo waved his hand.

'When I'm out, I'll borrow Yan Rong's name. He doesn't know anyway...'

After saying so, the warship gradually accelerated and finally entered a spatial tunnel. A strong spatial fluctuation swept over.

"You're finally out. If you want to see our great leader, then come with us into the mountains."