Eternal Tale

Chapter 364: Myriad Worlds Bank

On one of the smaller isles, Chen Xun and his companions disembarked, storing the Boundary-Breaking Ship as they stepped onto firm ground. The group gazed around in awe.

The teleportation halls scattered across the isle exuded elegance and sophistication, their pristine white surfaces shimmering like polished jade. The architecture combined classic grandeur with modern refinement, radiating an air of solemnity.

Towering ancient trees surrounded the halls, their lush green canopies casting cool shadows over the paths. The faint fragrance from the trees perfumed the air, adding to the serene atmosphere.

The roads were broad, and the myriad beings traversing them maintained respectful distances from one another. Each headed toward the teleportation halls using various methods of travel. Occasionally, attendants approached to hand out maps, their attitudes courteous and professional.

Chen Xun, with a calm demeanor, glanced toward a nearby teleportation hall and began walking toward it. His companions quickly followed, their steps light but purposeful.

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At the Teleportation Hall:

The hall stood by the water’s edge, its smooth crystalline walls reflecting the shimmering waves. It seemed as though the hall had been sculpted from a single massive gemstone.

A young man, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, approached them with a warm smile and a polite bow. “Seniors, would you like a map of Hunyuan Immortal City?”

“Little friend, we’re new here, so a map would indeed be helpful,” Chen Xun replied with a gentle smile before pausing. “By the way, what’s the cost of using the teleportation formation?”

The young man blinked in surprise at the question. Composing himself, he answered, “Senior, the cost is five low-grade spirit stone. No additional fees are charged; it’s solely for maintaining the formation’s operation.”

“Per person?”

“Yes, Senior.”

Chen Xun hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Can I pay with materials? I only have mid-grade spirit stones on me, and I wouldn’t want to trouble you with finding change.”

“Senior...” The young man’s expression froze in shock before he managed a tentative question. “You don’t have a Myriad Worlds Bank’s Spirit Mark?”

Myriad Worlds Bank... Spirit Mark.

Chen Xun’s brow furrowed slightly, and he shook his head. “No. Is it a device for storing spirit stones?”

“Moo?!” Brother Ox’s confused snort echoed as he exchanged bewildered glances with Sister Crane and Xiao Chi.

“Senior, I have some low-grade spirit stones,” Mo Fuyang offered hesitantly from the rear, raising his voice slightly. “I can cover the teleportation fees.”

The young man’s gaze shifted toward Mo Fuyang, his astonishment deepening. “Seniors, every immortal city has a branch of the Myriad Worlds Bank. You can obtain a Spirit Mark there.”

“Understood. I’ll take this map, then.”

Chen Xun accepted the map—a pristine white parchment that felt smooth and cool to the touch. “Thank you.”

“Safe travels, Seniors,” the young man replied, bowing once more and gesturing toward the teleportation formation.

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Chen Xun led the group onward, his expression slightly stiff. He had deliberately quickened his pace earlier to avoid the embarrassment of admitting he lacked spirit stones and had hoped to barter materials instead. He hadn’t expected the existence of the Spirit Mark—or that teleportation fees were so minimal.

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Behind the Group:

“Uncle Fu, what is this Spirit Mark?” Sister Crane asked Mo Fuyang, her innocent eyes wide with curiosity.

Chen Xun, Brother Ox, and Xiao Chi all perked up, their ears keenly tuned to the conversation.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Seniors,” Mo Fuyang began, his tone reverent. “The Myriad Worlds Bank is a financial institution established by the strongest factions across the Three Thousand Great Worlds. The Spirit Mark allows cultivators to store spirit stones and access them anywhere spiritual energy is abundant.”

“How convenient. It must be expensive to obtain,” Chen Xun remarked thoughtfully.

“Indeed, Senior. A yellow-tier Spirit Mark costs three thousand mid-grade spirit stones to set up.” Mo Fuyang’s voice carried a note of awe. “However, it can store up to a hundred million mid-grade spirit stones! For ordinary cultivators, it’s a luxury beyond reach, which is why I didn’t think to mention it earlier.”

“Uncle Fu, does that mean a yellow-tier mark is for mid-grade stones, and higher tiers are for upper or supreme-grade ones?” Sister Crane’s eyes sparkled with fascination.

Mo Fuyang nodded vigorously, his mouth dry from discussing such astronomical figures. Even mentioning a billion spirit stones felt surreal to someone with only a handful of low-grade stones to his name.

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Inside the teleportation hall, the scenery shifted dramatically. The interior felt more like an ethereal realm, with vibrant landscapes and rich spiritual energy enveloping every corner.

Chen Xun’s sharp gaze swept the area, noting the intricate details. Fake mountains dotted the space, each flanked by massive teleportation formations. Beside each formation stood Golden Core cultivators dressed in uniform attire, their presence exuding professionalism.

Leading groups toward the formations were individuals wielding exquisite, rune-carved Spirit Marks. These rectangular devices gleamed with an otherworldly brilliance, their flawless craftsmanship impossible to ignore.

The process was seamless: the leaders placed their Spirit Marks into designated slots on the teleportation array’s control panel. Within moments, the marks were returned to their owners, who then guided their parties into the formations.

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“Let’s head into the city and get ourselves a Spirit Mark,” Chen Xun decided, turning toward an unoccupied teleportation formation.

Mo Fuyang stepped forward with a handful of low-grade spirit stones, ready to pay. The formation attendant, a composed female cultivator, greeted them with a courteous bow.

“Greetings, Seniors. The cost is five low-grade spirit stones per person.” Her tone was calm and professional.

Mo Fuyang handed over the stones, and the attendant activated the formation. Its surface glimmered with a radiant light as she gestured for them to step inside.

Without hesitation, Chen Xun and his companions moved into the array. The attendant nodded respectfully as she initiated the sequence.

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A gentle breeze stirred as the teleportation formation activated, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Xun and his group vanished from the edge of Lichen Island, bound for Hunyuan Immortal City.