Main Universe.
Evil Dragon Star.
The Eight-Armed Evil Dragon Beast Mecha cut across space, making the planet seem like a Dragon Ball clutched in the claws of an Evil Dragon.
Fang Xing's Cultivation Avatar, dressed in a black trench coat, with sunglasses and a mask, walked into a black market shop.
Slap!
A gold brick was tossed onto the table, emitting a dull thud.
"I'll take three Communication Devices..."
He spoke calmly, his voice deep.
If one wanted to do anything underhanded, certainly not under Fang Xing's true identity, this Cultivation Avatar was pretty useful.
"Half-holographic glasses... the latest product, with an anonymous account."
The shopkeeper behind the counter took the gold brick and directly pushed out three boxes, with a fully plastered smile, "Please see if these meet your satisfaction..."
Fang Xing opened the box and gave them a slight inspection with his Divine Sense, "Not bad."