A Haunting? Just a Matter of One Sword

"...Gold Recycling."

Lu Xuan stood in front of the store, arms crossed.

What's the first thing an alien should do upon arriving on a new planet?

Obviously, make some money.

For Lu Xuan, there were many ways to earn money.

He arrived at a gold recycling shop and craftily removed the ball from the mouth of the stone lion at the entrance.

Using a touch of alchemy, Lu Xuan transformed the ball into small gold bars and confidently walked into the shop.

This was a local gold shop in Ancheng. Although not part of a chain, it was fairly sizeable.

It was just past six in the morning, and the shop owner had just opened up, still yawning heavily, when he saw someone placing a small pile of gold bars on the counter.

A business opportunity had arrived.

However, the two customers had a specific request.

They wanted cash.