Jiang Chen asked, "How much money do you have?"

"40 billion."

"If that's not enough, there's nothing I can do," Jiang Chen sighed lightly.

"I wonder who is so generous. There are many Clans in the Xileruo World, but none would spend 30 billion to buy a six-stage dream demon, because it's simply not worth it."

If you just want it as a plaything, spending 2 billion to buy a first-stage dream demon would suffice. The level might be different, but the effect is the same.

If it's for the achievement points from kills, that's an even greater loss.

At least Arno wouldn't do such a thing.

Every noble has their own valuation in mind, and 30 billion far exceeds this value.

However, if it's the head of a Son of God, that's a different matter.

Sons of God are the offspring of Gods. Their status is completely different from a six-stage dream demon. It's like comparing a peasant to an emperor's son—they're simply not on the same level.

Arno was also gambling.

At this moment, within a private room.

Son of God, Kristi Burton frowned. A six-stage dream demon was just to his liking. If it were a first-stage one, like the little girl earlier, he wouldn't have any appetite for it.

"35 billion."

"40 billion."

Son of God, Kristi Burton smiled. "It seems the nobles of the Xileruo World are so wealthy they'd willingly spend 40 billion to buy a six-stage dream demon."

"My lord, I'll go investigate and see who has the guts to compete with you."

Son of God, Kristi Burton shook his head. "Forget it. If they want it that much, let them have it. It's just a six-stage dream demon, after all."

...

As the auctioneer pounded the gavel.

Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief. He had successfully purchased Daphne.

Arno frowned deeply. "The one bidding just now was definitely not a noble from our Xileruo World. It must be someone from another world, perhaps even a dignitary from a higher realm."

"Of course, it could also be a noble from the League of Difiled Gods."

"No matter who it is, I don't care."

"No, this could potentially bring us trouble. We should remain cautious."

Inside the hotel.

Daphne was locked in a cage within a room.

The door creaked...

Daphne's face was full of disappointment because the man who entered was not Jiang Chen, but someone she didn't recognize. It was clear that Jiang Chen had not come, or had failed.

Arno smiled. "Daphne?"

"How could you possibly know my name?"

"A friend told me."

"Jiang Chen?" Daphne was skeptical.

Arno turned back. "Come in. Don't keep your friend worried."

The door creaked open, and Jiang Chen walked in, laughing. "Seeing you like this, I really feel sorry for you."

Daphne gave him a sideways glance. "Men's lies are always delivered with such self-assurance."

"It's true."

True my ass! You're clearly laughing. Daphne just wanted to curse him out.

Jiang Chen went over to open the cage.

To think that such a small iron cage could hold a six-stage dream demon, and that around the dream demon's neck hung a collar like a dog's.

Arno said, "Jiang Chen, I'll be taking my leave first."

"Okay."

The two men didn't exchange many words before Arno turned and left.

Jiang Chen unlocked the collar around the dream demon's neck. She stood up and stretched lazily. "Thank you, really, for this."

"I spent 40 billion to buy you this time. You'll have to pay me back."

Daphne laughed. "Stop joking. Someone else clearly paid. I bet you didn't spend a single cent."

"You're not planning on reneging on your debt, are you?"

"Alright, I'll remember this favor. I'll repay you in the future."

"We're friends, aren't we? Saying that is too formal."

Get lost! If you really considered me your friend, would you still be asking me for money?

Daphne was truly grateful to Jiang Chen.

She had narrowly escaped death this time. Otherwise, she would have become someone else's slave. Daphne knew what that felt like.

Jiang Chen took out a cigarette and silently lit it.

"Give me one."

Jiang Chen handed one over. "One cigarette for one hundred million."

"To hell with that."

Jiang Chen lit it, took a drag, and passed it to Daphne. She didn't mind and took a deep drag herself, watching Jiang Chen and smiling again.

Jiang Chen was puzzled. What is this woman laughing at?

Daphne recalled that time she had disgusted Jiang Chen; it had genuinely scared him. This young man was rather interesting.

Jiang Chen asked, "How do we deal with Son of God, Gresham?"

"Don't worry. I currently don't know where his Dream Realm coordinates are."

"You're lying to me," Jiang Chen frowned tightly.

"Although I don't know, someone else does. Son of God, Gresham, like other nobles, has *that* particular fetish. An Incubus I know is aware of it, and I just need to consult with her. So, don't worry. Son of God, Gresham, humiliated me so terribly; he must die." Daphne's face was severe; she had never been humiliated like this before.

Jiang Chen said, "Since you're fine now, I should be heading back."

"No way."

"What's the matter?"

"You still have to take me back."

Jiang Chen laughed. "You've already regained your freedom. Do you really need me to accompany you?"

"If I appear outside, I'll easily be captured. So, you must escort me back to the Difiled Camp."

"That's odd. You Incubus should be quite powerful."

"We are indeed powerful, but only in dreams. In reality, my strength is only equivalent to a Second-stage, so I can't deal with powerful individuals."

"Then how do you survive?"

"We Incubus have a Skill called 'Servant.' A Servant protects their master and obeys commands for life. Mine was a Fifth-stage Dark Archer; unfortunately, he's dead."

Jiang Chen looked doubtful. "You're not thinking of turning me into a Servant, are you?"

"Of course not. To do so, we need to invade a person's Dream Realm, alter their memories, and sign a Servant Contract. It's the same principle as how you humans sign contracts with dragons."

"Besides, you're from the Alliance of All-Gods. I can only form contracts with experts from the Dark Battle Camp."

"What about making a Son of God a Servant?"

Daphne shook her head. "The League of Difiled Gods operates differently than your kind. Enslaving a Son of God means certain death. So, for now, you'll accompany me and help me find a suitable Servant."

Jiang Chen declared righteously, "I cannot betray my conscience and help someone from the League of Difiled Gods!"

Daphne rolled her eyes. "I'll use one reward to cover your conscience."

"My conscience is quite large."

"Two rewards."

"Add another one."

...

After they both got dressed, they left the black market and headed towards the Difiled God Camp.

Jiang Chen laughed. "Who would have thought that once we leave, we'd be in the Difiled God Camp?"

"No one knows the true location of the black market. One can only exit via a Teleportation Array. It might be at a border, hidden deep within a mountain range."

Jiang Chen looked up at the red moon, feeling the Black Curse invade his body.

Jiang Chen stopped in his tracks.

Arlene was right. One shouldn't rashly enter the Difiled God's territory, or you'll be tainted by the malevolent aura. The same applies even in Different Worlds, though the contamination there is minimal.

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