039 Mermaid Tribe

From this alone, we can see the status of the Black Mountain Association in Jiangyuan City.

Naturally, Song Chi was completely unaware of everything happening in Jiangyuan's black market at this moment.

After all the funds in his hand were consumed, he left Jiangyuan Xinhuo Shopping Mall.

Two days later, in Heaven's Market.

After practicing all day in the all-attribute training room yesterday, Song Chi looked energetic. He stood in front of the ultra-remote space door random delivery platform, waiting for the moment when the delivery platform was buffered.

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When the buffer time column completely returned to zero, Song Chi activated the delivery platform again without hesitation.

On the platform, the original 10 lights and shadows had now increased to 19, indicating that there were currently 19 space gates placed throughout the boundless sea of broken stars.

Perhaps it was because there were nearly twice as many space gates, but not even two minutes after they were launched, bursts of space fluctuations were heard at the entrance to the market. That was the sound of space gates being activated. Apparently, creatures were passing through the space gates to come to the market.

Turning his head to look, several creeping aliens, whose upper bodies were human and whose lower bodies were fish, appeared in Song Chi's sight.

There was no need to look through the Encyclopedia of Civilizations and Creatures this time. Song Chi was very familiar with this race.

"Mermaid tribe!"

The mermaids in this group were extremely famous throughout the Broken Star Sea. Of course, it was not a good reputation, but a glamorous one.

Maid, slave girl, concubine, etc...

Of course, these mermaids entering the market now were ordinary mermaids, not the extremely rare ones.

Song Chi was still quite curious about this. Foreign races like mermaids were rare in the Star Sea. Only in the Star Sea Floating Land, where the water area occupied more than half of the floating land area, could this kind of ethnic group be born.

After entering the market, these mermaids looked around curiously. Seeing this, Song Chi took the initiative to approach. It was evident that the education level of these mermaids, or their background, was not low. There was no need for a translator at all. Both parties could communicate without barriers in Xinghai Common Language.

However, he soon lost interest. These mermaids were obviously young and inexperienced. While they had all kinds of information, they really didn't have anything good on hand, except for some deep-water shells, clam beads, and conch shells that could only be used for ornamental purposes, which did not interest Song Chi much.

It's not that things like deep-water clam pearls are worthless, but they must be old enough.

After being ground into powder, clam beads that are more than three hundred years old can be used to promote the practice of guidance. When used in conjunction with the nether energy training platform, the effect is amazing.

If they are more than a thousand years old, they also have a significant accelerating effect on the cultivation of guidance skills above level 20. Unfortunately, the ones these mermaids had were mostly from the past few decades, and there were none even a hundred years old. For guidance, the blessing of Yin Shu is minimal.

Since Song Chi didn't like what they had, these mermaids naturally couldn't buy anything in the shops in the market, making them anxious.

At the Gene Optimization Potion Shop, Gore, a mermaid, could feel the strong desire emitted by the cells in his body just by smelling a hint of the basic gene optimization potion. There was no doubt that the potion had immeasurable benefits for him. As long as he took a few more, it could even enhance his bloodline.

Considering the tradition of bloodline respect among the "mermaid tribe" in the Coral Sea, a captivating light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He suddenly asked, "How do I buy this special potion?" As soon as he finished speaking, the fonts on the light screen in the center of the store began to change.

[Deepwater clam pearls are not old enough. The higher the age, the higher the value. It needs to be at least three hundred years old.]

After seeing these words, Gore's eyes looked particularly animated, and Song Chi, who was in another shop, almost laughed out loud.

He understood that the Broken Star Sea extended for countless trillions of light years and had given birth to many civilizations. Among non-technical civilizations that pursued great power, the quality of their genes (bloodline) basically determined the quality of life for their members.

Those born with inferior blood but harboring ambitions in such civilizations were extremely pitiful because they could see no hope.

But now, something that was originally hopeless was within reach, and one could imagine the excitement in Gore's heart.

Seeing this male mermaid calmly heading towards the entrance of the market, Song Chi looked forward to it, wondering whether the other party would bring him a different surprise.

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Sea of Blood, Floating Land, Coral Sea.

On the Conch Islands in the southern part of the Coral Sea, two hundred miles north of Conch Island, at the bottom of the sea, a looming illusory portal appeared. At this moment, a subtle space fluctuation occurred in the illusory portal, followed by Gore's figure, who exited Heaven's Market, appearing in front of the portal.

Turning his head and scanning the void portal that had regained its calm, Gore could no longer hide the glint in his eyes. The ambition that was originally deep in his heart quietly emerged again, and this time Gore did not deliberately suppress it. It got out of hand in a short period of time.

Conch Island, inside the island that had been hollowed out for a long time, was a slightly dilapidated palace. This was the place where the Tongge tribe of the mermaid tribe belonged. Once a king-level tribe of the mermaid tribe, it had long since declined after several changes.

Under constant pressure from other large tribes, the sea area that the Tongge tribe could control now only had a thousand-mile radius around the Conch Islands, and the resources it could harvest every year were pitiful.

From generation to generation, the once king-level bloodline of the Tongge tribe had long degraded. Now the strongest among the tribe was only at the second level, and they were in danger in this endless sea of blood where the weak preyed on the strong.

In a hidden underwater cave deep in the tribe's territory, the tribe leader glared at Gore.

"Exchanging deep-water clam beads that are more than three hundred years old for that unknown potion? Gore, I think you are crazy."

Gore looked firmly at the second-level merman.

"Father, I am certain that the potion can purify the thin king-level blood in our bodies. With your current strength, father, as long as you can purify the blood twice, you will definitely be able to step into the third level."

The leader of the Tongge tribe stared at his son and spoke solemnly:

"You have to understand what you are talking about. Rare items for purifying blood are extremely rare. If they are fake, your monthly resource allocation will be reduced by 80% in the future."

Gore did not hesitate and nodded firmly.

The clan leader said nothing more, but waved his hand and threw out a jade box, which contained several crystal-clear pearls.