"What a weird city. It suppresses my power. Aside from my body's strength, I am like an ordinary creature who has never practiced a geno art."
Han Sen was shocked. He tried many geno arts, but none of them worked.
"Brother Han, my name is Bo Qin. I am in charge of guiding people in Black King City."
While Han Sen was trying, a Sky man approached him. He bowed before Han Sen.
"Brother Bo Qin, what is going on here?" Han Sen asked as he looked at the citizens of the city.
Bo Qin smiled and said, "It is rare to see you, Brother Han. There is a teahouse nearby, and the food is good. Let's drink some tea and talk. Things in Black King City are complicated, so I will need some time to explain."
"Thank you, Brother Bo Qin."
Han Sen followed Bo Qin to a teahouse around the corner. They sat in a private room on the second floor, drinking tea. From there, they could see the crossroads in all four directions. They could see half of the city from where they were.
Bo Qin ordered some tea. Han Sen initially thought this was a hallucination, but after drinking the tea, he was sure this was not a hallucination. The tea smelled good, and it tasted good. It was definitely not a hallucination.
"Do not worry, Brother Han," Bo Qin said with a smile. "Black King City is a real world, but it is different from the outside world. There is only one city in this world. The creatures here live their entire lives in this city. They grow old, get sick, and die. They cannot practice, and they only live for a few decades."
"If these are ordinary creatures that have never practiced before, why would they still be dangerous?" Han Sen did not understand.
If what Bo Qin said was true and the creatures here did not have the ability to hurt them, why would Yun Changkong warn him so seriously?
"The creatures in Black King City are ordinary, but this city is not. I think Brother Han has already sensed that our powers are greatly limited here. Aside from our physical powers, everything else is restricted."
"Even if we only have our bodies, the creatures here cannot hurt us."
Bo Qin nodded and said, "The creatures here cannot hurt us, but the rules of Black King City can hurt us. They can even kill us.
There are two things you cannot do in Black King City. First, you cannot let the Black King spell leave your body. Second, you cannot hurt the creatures here. No matter how weak the creatures are, if you hurt them, you will be punished by the rules of Black King City. Not even deified elites are exempt from this. "" That's right.
"Then why are we here?" Han Sen asked with a frown.
"Yes.
The creatures here are ordinary, but the things in their homes are extraordinary.
There are one thousand nine hundred and eighty-seven families in this city.
Every one of them has lived here for many generations.
They all have things that have been passed down from generation to generation.
Those things are useless in the hands of creatures that cannot practice.
But in our hands, they can be very useful.
They can even become deified treasures."
Bo Qin paused and went on to say, "But in Black King City, you cannot steal or rob. And you cannot hurt them. You have to make them give you what they want. If you break these rules, you will be punished by the rules of Black King City. Not even deifieds can escape."
"Is that so weird?
If they can't practice, then where did the treasures that were passed down by their ancestors come from? "Han Sen asked.
"I don't know," Bo Qin said. "Just like how no one knows why the White Jade Jing exists, no one knows why Black King City has rules like this. We don't know where these creatures come from, and we don't know why they have been able to live in such a small city for generations. All we can do is find a way to get what we need," Bo Qin said.
"Can I trade with them?" Han Sen asked.
"Yes, but you cannot force them," Bo Qin answered.
Han Sen asked a few more questions about Black King City, and Bo Qin told him everything she knew. She told him everything she knew, and she even explained the taboos that she was supposed to avoid.
When Han Sen was ready to leave, Bo Qin said, "Brother Han, you have to remember that we cannot use our powers here.
Even if a deified treasure is placed in front of us, we cannot tell if it is real or fake.
We can only see a few clues.
Sometimes, we spend a lot of time and effort to obtain a treasure, but it could turn out to be a Baron class treasure.
That happens all the time in Black King City.
You have to think carefully before you choose.
If there is a treasure you like, you cannot pass up on.
I hope you can find a deified treasure."
"Thank you for your advice, Brother Bo Qin." Han Sen bowed and said goodbye. He left the teahouse and walked down the long street.
After walking a few steps, he saw sparks flying in the blacksmith shop on the street. Two bare-chested blacksmiths were waving two hammers, one big and one small. Along with the rhythm of the hammering, they let out yells of "hey hey hey hey".
Han Sen looked at the anvil, and his eyes brightened.
The anvil was black, and it was shaped like a bull's head. It was flat at the top and narrow at the bottom. It looked like it had been there for a long time, and it was covered in rust. But Han Sen could tell that it wasn't rust. It was a red color that seeped through the anvil.
The anvil was used to hold the iron. The red-hot iron was placed on top of it, and it was being hammered repeatedly by the hammer.
Han Sen could tell that the anvil was an antique. It had been hammered in this blacksmith's shop for many years, but it hadn't changed shape. There were no marks left on it, either. That meant it wasn't an ordinary item. Otherwise, it would have been burned by the iron and hammered by the hammer. There was no way it wouldn't have left a mark.
"Is this anvil a xenogeneic treasure?
What level is it? "
Han Sen stood outside the blacksmith's shop, looking at the anvil. Because he couldn't cast his power, he couldn't tell what the anvil was.
"This anvil is a xenogeneic treasure.
I don't know what level it is, but I don't think it's too bad.
Many of the Sky Palace seniors who went to Black King City wanted it, but it was what the blacksmiths used to make a living.
Without it, the blacksmith's shop would have to close down.
That's why the blacksmith's shop has been around for so many generations, but no blacksmith is willing to sell it."
A familiar voice sounded behind Han Sen. Han Sen turned around and saw Exquisite standing behind him. She was dressed in white, and she was standing right behind him.