Sector 3. Metropolis. The 'Panjiayuan' Antique Street.The dusty, crowded antique market was buzzing with whispers. A massive crowd had gathered around a small, dirty stall.In the center stood Lin Dong, a poor college student who had recently awakened the [Supreme Golden Eyes]. He held a filthy, mud-caked ceramic bowl that he had just purchased from the weeping stall owner for a mere ten Absolute Credits.With a smug, arrogant smile, Lin Dong poured a bottle of mineral water over the bowl, wiping away the mud.Instantly, the dull ceramic gave way to a brilliant, flawless blue-and-white porcelain glaze. A faint, mystical aura emanated from the exquisite craftsmanship."Fools!" Lin Dong laughed, holding the bowl high as the crowd gasped in absolute shock. "Your mortal eyes couldn't see it! This is an authentic, perfectly preserved Tang Dynasty Imperial Dragon Bowl! Its market value is easily One Billion Absolute Credits!"The original stall owner spat a mouthful of blood and fainted fr

Sector 1. Metropolis. The Roof of the Unfinished Apex Tower.The sky above the bustling metropolis had turned an unnatural, terrifying shade of dark purple. Heavy storm clouds swirled violently, forming a massive vortex directly over the unfinished, hundred-story skyscraper.Standing on the very edge of the roof, his clothes whipping in the gale-force winds, was Li Tian, an Urban Cultivator who had just reached the Nascent Soul stage."The Heavens wish to suppress me?!" Li Tian roared into the roaring storm, pointing a glowing sword at the clouds. "I will defy the Heavens! Come, Heavenly Tribulation! Let your lightning temper my immortal body!"KRRAAACK-BOOOM!A blinding pillar of pure, multi-million-volt blue lightning crashed down from the vortex, striking Li Tian directly. He absorbed it, laughing maniacally. But the chaotic energy didn't just hit him.Stray arcs of celestial lightning violently lashed out, striking nearby office buildings, shattering thousands of windows, and inst

Sector 1. Metropolis. The Grand Apex Real Estate Auction.The luxurious auction hall was filled with the city's elite billionaires, all bidding on the prime commercial district of Sector 1.Sitting in the front row was Zhou Hao, a previously broke college student who was currently acting extremely strange. He was hyperventilating."Hah... hah... hah..." Zhou Hao breathed rapidly, completely ignoring the strange looks from the surrounding tycoons. He stared obsessively at his smartphone screen.[System Notification: Host has taken one breath. +10,000 Absolute Credits deposited.] [System Notification: Host has taken one breath. +10,000 Absolute Credits deposited.]"Yes! Yes! I am a god of wealth!" Zhou Hao laughed maniacally, standing up and pointing at the auctioneer. "I bid One Hundred Billion Credits for the entire commercial district! Actually, make it Two Hundred Billion! I'll buy the whole city! I earn more money in one minute of breathing than all of you earn in a lifetime!"The

Sector 5. Metropolis. A Dingy Residential Apartment Complex.It was the middle of July, yet the entire fourth floor of the apartment building felt like a meat locker. Potted plants in the hallway were dead, covered in a thin layer of black frost. Neighbors were constantly coughing, shivering under heavy winter coats.Inside Apartment 402, Ye Tian, an Urban Ghost Tamer, was lounging on his cheap sofa wearing a t-shirt.Hovering beside him was Hongye, a terrifying, S-Rank Vengeful Spirit dressed in a blood-red bridal gown. Her terrifying Yin energy chilled the room to near-freezing temperatures, but Ye Tian simply smiled, enjoying the free air conditioning."Peel a grape for me, my beautiful servant," Ye Tian commanded smugly.Hongye’s pale, ghostly hands trembled with suppressed rage and sorrow as she was forced by the 'Master-Servant Contract' to drop a grape into his mouth."Hahaha! The fools at the Heavenly Master Association wanted to exorcise you!" Ye Tian laughed arrogantly. "They

Sector 2. Metropolis. The Opulent 'Golden Lotus' Private Tea House.The elegant private room was heavy with the scent of premium tea and sheer condescension.Sitting across from the tea table was Madam Su, the wealthy and utterly arrogant matriarch of the Su family. Standing before her, dressed in faded, cheap denim, was Ye Chen, the live-in son-in-law. Secretly, he was the heir to the trillion-credit Dragon King Consortium, but he loved playing the role of a bullied pauper to test people's character.Madam Su pulled out a glowing, gold-foil certified bank draft and threw it directly onto the floor at Ye Chen's feet."Ten Million Absolute Credits," Madam Su sneered coldly. "Pick it up, you pathetic dog. Take the money, sign the divorce papers, and leave my daughter forever. You will never earn this much in ten lifetimes."Ye Chen didn't get angry. He slowly bent down, picked up the certified bank draft, and let out a chilling, arrogant smirk."Ten million? You think this piece of pape