Having completed his registration, Victor prepared to leave.
However, just as they passed through the camp's temporary trading area, an argument suddenly sounded nearby.
"What? You're selling this thing for five thousand gold coins?"
A young professional was holding a fist-sized red crystal, looking suspiciously at the merchant behind the stall.
The merchant, however, answered with a broad smile.
"Young man, this is an authentic Inferno Prison Fire Crystal! It's extremely effective for assisting fire-attribute professionals in cultivation. Five thousand gold coins is already a bargain!"
"Then why does it look almost identical to ordinary flame ore?"
"That's because you don't know how to recognize valuable goods!" The merchant patted his chest. "I spent a fortune purchasing this from an adventurer who entered the secret realm last year!"
Victor originally had no interest in the matter whatsoever, but as he passed the stall, his gaze still swept across the crystal.
