When the thought crossed their minds, the disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect were already filled with regret.

To move them from the Eastern Divine Land to this unknown place without a sound, how could the Zhu Tian Ruins Market be simple?

But it was too late. In the free trading area, Song Chi, who had transformed into a vampire, shifted his thoughts, and then the power of laws in the sky above the secret realm rapidly converged, eventually forming a tens of meters long Law Golden Dragon.

Roar!

The ethereal golden dragon let out a long cry, and then before the eyes of over a thousand Starry Sea alien beings at the market, the figures of the Pure Yang Sword Sect disciples simultaneously softened.

Thud, thud, thud!

Without exception, all eight knelt at the entrance to the market, like eight Door Guardians on watch, causing some of the Starry Sea alien species to barely contain their laughter.

Despite the Starry Sea aliens acting as if nothing was amiss, and not feeling deterred by the golden dragon of laws above, the eight disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect genuinely felt an indescribable oppressive force.

Crack, crack, crack!

Under this terrifying pressure, it was as if each of them bore the weight of a ten thousand pound boulder on their backs, suffocating them, cracking all their bones, and under such overwhelming oppression, they could not even muster the thought of resisting, let alone mobilize the mana within their bodies.

Just then, another fluctuation of space passed through the entrance of the market, and another figure appeared.

It was the Pure Yang Sword Sect disciple who had stayed outside, who, not seeing his peers return for a long time, also rushed through the Spatial Gate.

After sweeping through the market entrance's barrier of laws and understanding his fellow disciples' temperaments, he instantly surmised what had transpired.

He quickly approached the gates of the market, his gaze sweeping over the crowd of observing alien species, and finally, his eyes turned upward to the ethereal golden dragon in the vault of heaven.

"My fellow sect brothers acted improperly, breaking the Ruins Market regulations, so we are willing to offer compensation and ask for forgiveness for our unintentional offense!"

After speaking, he tapped his storage bag at his waist, and immediately nine beams of light shot out, eventually piling up into nine silver piles on the stone ground before him.

This person was quite astute, capturing the key point of bartering in the free trading zone in just a brief time. Thus, he didn't produce spirit stones commonly used on the Primordial Continent for trade, but instead, like some of the alien races, brought out a relatively precious mineral resource.

After all, it was very likely that they were not on the Primordial Continent, and spirit stones that were generally used in the Cultivation World would probably not be accepted here, making mineral resources a more suitable choice.

Furthermore, he had also intentionally included himself among the offenders and offered his own compensation, reducing his stance to the lowest point.

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From afar, Song Chi's eyes scanned over the nine silver sand piles.

Water Moon Silver Sand, a rather rare resource, much needed in many mechanical creations, with market prices in the Chenxing Principality averaging around ten strands of First Rank Floating Land Origin per ton.

There were nine piles in front of him now, each weighing exactly 1 ton, equivalent to 900 strands of Zero Rank Floating Land Origin.

After pondering for a moment, his thoughts shifted, and soon the ethereal golden dragon in the heavens let out a soft cry, and immediately after, the laws of the secret realm condensed a single character in the high sky.

"Agreed!"

This character, formed of the power of laws, was such that all beings in the market understood its specific meaning with just one glance.

As for why he agreed, it was simple.

Firstly, these people were only preparing to act, without actually injuring anyone.

Secondly, since the beginning of the Ruins Market trading, it was the first encounter with the "Human Race," hence there was considerable curiosity about these people, making it improper to expel them outright.

The power of laws in the vault of heaven quickly dispersed, and the oppressive force weighing down the eight red-faced, kneeling disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect was gone, allowing them to finally stand up with difficulty. Yet in their eyes was no hint of resentment, only a lingering fear.

Just as they exchanged grateful glances with the later-arriving disciple, several alien species, including the vampire that Song Chi had transformed into, started to approach from the free trading zone.

The focus of these aliens was nearly unanimous, their gazes fixed directly on the storage bags at the waists of the disciples from the Pure Yang Sword Sect.

The scene of aliens receiving nine tons of "Water Moon Silver Sand" was still fresh in their minds. These alien species were sure that the peculiar bags were a precious kind of space-related storage device, Song Chi included.

How rare were space-related storage devices? Seeing them now, these alien beings naturally coveted them.

While they couldn't forcibly take them, as long as the price was reasonable, they were of course willing to make a purchase.

Seeing the numerous alien beings intently staring at their storage bags, the disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect subconsciously put their hands on their waists, but they were quickly reminded of the ethereal Law Golden Dragon from earlier and consequently calmed down.

One of the disciples, at the ninth rank of Qi cultivation, began to explain,

"This is a storage bag; it can only be opened with the mana within our bodies. It's not usable by you."

To the alien species listening, his words made no sense, but Song Chi did not have this limitation. His brow instinctively furrowed as if this was indeed the case, then this so-called storage bag would be greatly devalued.

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