Chapter 14: Profession and Malicious Deception

Frowning with worry, Xiao Yang still managed to attract a few customers. One pale and frightening figure draped in a black robe purchased the green-quality skeletal club bones.

Xiao Yang sold them at a price slightly lower than the going rate in the multiverse trading zone—three hundred spirit coins per green-quality skeletal club bone, and he sold a total of twenty.

In all, he earned six thousand spirit coins.

He sold the Skeleton Assassin pendant for one thousand spirit coins. Although it was white quality, it was an accessory, and its bonus, though simple and unassuming, was reliable. Unfortunately, the bonus values were minimal, and its ordinary quality meant it was scarce but not very valuable.

As for the zombie entrails, no one showed interest. Xiao Yang quickly understood why: a little farther away in a corner, another player was selling zombies at extremely cheap prices.

Two hundred spirit coins could buy a level two to three ordinary walker. If it weren’t restricted to necromancer-type classes, Xiao Yang himself considered buying in bulk—after all, it would be easier to have minions do the attacking than to fight personally.

Compared to those competitors, it was no surprise that Xiao Yang’s zombie entrails fetched such low prices.

During this time, a few players dressed in black robes, resembling Taoist priests, appeared at Xiao Yang’s stall. These guys didn’t disdain the macabre scene—some even crouched down and carefully picked through the pile of zombie entrails to find a few green-quality organs.

To be honest, Xiao Yang envied the “Apprentice Taoist” title following their player names. After spending half a day here, simply eavesdropping on the conversations of these high-level players through the game’s divine translation feature, he began forming a deeper understanding of this Divine Game.

Talents, classes, equipment, ranks, and the legendary path—these were crucial components determining a player's combat strength.

Talents were each player’s secret, never voluntarily revealed. Classes and equipment were straightforward. Ranks, however, warranted more attention. In the Divine Game, every ten levels marked a milestone where the player had an opportunity to rank up—through a dungeon trial or a challenge. Success meant advancement.

Admittedly, Xiao Yang was still unfamiliar with the concept of ranking up, but whenever these veteran players mentioned ranks, their tone was filled with admiration. He knew it was very important.

Yet, all that seemed distant. What was more immediate and effective for boosting combat power were classes. Not far away, Xiao Yang saw a player selling a rusty broken sword—a warrior class transfer certificate.

If one changed to a warrior, even such an ordinary class would grant extra strength attributes. Each level gained strength growth, and allocating one attribute point to the warrior class boosted strength by two points.

Of course, classes had their pros and cons, but one could transfer and rank up from basic classes step by step.

Reflecting carefully, the Divine Game was truly demanding—players could rank up, and classes could rank up as well.

It was universally agreed that the earlier one assumed a class, the better—not only to enjoy natural upgrades from leveling but also to experience self-ranking earlier. Xiao Yang was envious and longed for a class. If he had possessed one at level one, his free attribute points would probably exceed five by now.

But he couldn’t afford it. The rusty broken warrior sword alone was snapped up amid the shouts of over twenty-level players, reaching a sky-high price of 560,000 spirit coins.

He sighed helplessly and silently told himself:

He had ambitions—not just any warrior transfer certificate; he wanted a noble magic-type class!

As he pondered, the black-robed Taoist players shook their heads.

“The quality’s decent, the death energy is full, but it lacks a certain spirit—the Five Elements are missing!”

In other words, the attribute bonuses were insufficient; they wouldn’t buy it.

Although they didn’t purchase, one leader among them showed some interest in Xiao Yang.

“Young friend, with so many undead organs here, have you discovered an undead dungeon?”

Raising his head, the long-faced black-robed Taoist asked sincerely, prompting Xiao Yang to become alert.

Not for any other reason, but because the Dark Banishing Lantern hanging at his waist suddenly brightened—something Xiao Yang had only seen before when it was dispelling necrotic poison from his body.

This black-robed Taoist had used a technique on him.

Xiao Yang’s expression immediately became vigilant.

Though the technique failed, the long-faced Taoist did not lose interest. Instead, he seemed even more intrigued, his gaze fixed on the Dark Banishing Lantern at Xiao Yang’s waist. His eyes gleamed with a flicker of light, and greed grew on his face.

“An exceptional quality talisman of exorcism?”

His face darkened as he forced a somewhat sinister smile toward Xiao Yang.

“You must be a newcomer, young friend. I am Ming Xuanzi. Are you interested in joining my Netherworld Cave guild? If you earn the Master’s favor, you could receive a legacy and a magic class transfer!”

Thus, the long-faced black-robed Taoist extended an invitation to Xiao Yang.

The “magic class transfer” he mentioned was likely the Taoist class above them—indeed tempting, but at what cost?

Xiao Yang didn’t believe that this black-robed Taoist and his mysterious master would give away a Taoist transfer so freely, especially since the man had just attempted to use a technique against him.

“What must I give in return?” Xiao Yang asked.

“Nothing for now. Just accept the friend request first.”

A prompt appeared before Xiao Yang:

[Ming Xuanzi has sent you a friend request!]

Ming Xuanzi beamed a radiant smile, confident he was about to profit greatly. After all, a fledgling who had just left their home world—and the world behind him—represented an unimaginably large fortune.

The Divine Game had never enforced faction restrictions on players. If the great beings of the multiverse were to judge this game, opinions would be mixed. The divine power woven into the game connected countless worlds, offering unimaginable opportunities.

Yet, at the same time, many worlds were destroyed because of this Divine Game.