"Hmph, that's more like it."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wuyuan saw the man take out a handful of small golden pebbles, place them in the vendor's hand, and then happily walk away with the century-old ginseng.
Those were certainly not real pebbles, but even with Jiang Wuyuan's keen eyesight, he couldn't recognize what they were.
"That was a currency unique to ancient times," the sword spirit said, a hint of nostalgia in his voice.
Teacher, you're awake.
"Yes, I woke up as soon as you entered the secret realm." Because here, He sensed an extremely familiar aura.
But what exactly is it?
I can't remember.
Millions of years of slumber without power caused Him to forget too much.
However, since He couldn't remember, He didn't force Him.
"This currency was operated by a superpower in ancient times, or rather, it was the currency they created," the sword spirit explained.
In ancient times, there were three forces that were comparable in strength to that great power. They were located in the four cardinal directions of the continent: east, south, west, and north.
The power I'm referring to that created currency is called the Golden Capital Domain, located in the south of the continent.
"Of the world's wealth, Jindu alone possesses three-tenths," which speaks to the immense wealth of the Jindu region.
It can be said that they control the lifeline of the world's wealth.
Hearing what the sword spirit said, Jiang Wuyuan understood why this faction had the right to create currency.
Why doesn't this exist in the real world?
This is something created by an ancient monster who has lived for tens of millions of years using the laws of nature; in essence, this is a manifestation of his power.
Now that he has perished, even his soul is gone, how could the things he created still exist?
I see.
You can't keep this as a collectible; it will disappear completely once you leave this secret realm.
Of course, the other treasures are real and you can take them with you.
Jiang Wuyuan nodded slightly.
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