Absolute. This was the best market that you could find in Great Hell. It was only the powerhouse that could get in and out of this place. Legends stated that it was founded by the Immortal who created the world. However, no one could prove these words and remained a legend. Of course, it wasn't just that. There were many versions of it too coming from the word of mouth.

Right now, Jin Rou and his demon companion was here. The latter suggested to visit this place first thinking the young master might like something here.

"Your Majesty, this is Absolute. This place is so vast that we cannot travel the whole place even after many days. You can trust the items beings sold here since the market has the highest approval ratings of the masses." Zacharite said and smiled, "Although this isn't the main branch, maybe you can fancy some items here."

Jin Rou was looking side by side to check the items being sold. Unlike a normal market where it was buzzling with energy, Absolute was trained to have mimimum voice to silence during transactions. So the place wasn't lively. Nevertheless, the items here were still top notch.

Jin Rou nodded his head and gave his approval, "Indeed, so far I have seen authentic items, not imitations."

He could see whether an item was a copy or not, and this ability had been with him since childhood.

Zacharite laughed, "Yes, Your Majesty. It is a crime to sell fake items here and the punishment is death. In the past, many tried this and eventually died in front of the public. It was humiliating and despairing at the same time."

"It's obvious. This seems to be a sacred place. Fakes have no place here." Jin Rou could feel the light aura of this place. Though it was being managed by demons, he could see that the foundation of the place was light affinity which was a bit strange.

"Where is the main branch of Absolute?" Jin Rou asked out of curiosity while looking for items.

"It is based outside of Great Hell, in the Upper Immortal." Zacharite said, "Legends have said that it was created by the Immortal who created this world. I don't know. Just a plain rumor with no basis at all."

The market has been here since time immemorial. So it was natural that people would assume that it was made by the Immortal itself.

Jin Rou only smiled in response. He could confirm that this wasn't established by the creator. At the very least, it must be one of the guardians it situated here.

He kept on strolling on and through the market, trying to find anything valuable. It took more than an hour to stop by a normal stall. His eyes were locked on the wooden sword that looked old and worn down.

"How much for this sword?" Jin Rou showed great interest in this sword.

This confused Zacharite. The sword was only a normal wooden one and it was a question if it could even cut. Nevertheless, he didn't interfere Jin Rou and watch by the sidelines.

The old vendor looked at Jin Rou seemed to be seizing him up before answering, "Esteemed Customer, this wooden sword is an heirloom passed down generations after generations of our family. This is priceless. You can select items here, if you want."

It looked like the old vendor didn't think that someone could actually see what the sword was. He merely put it there for a display.

"Everything has their price, you just need to say it." Jin Rou smiled. He was adamant on getting this wooden sword and said, "This sword has a great affinity with me, so it is very suitable for my training."

The old vendor almost spat out blood in frustration. He just said that this was an heirloom passed generations after generations and the other party dared to buy this only to help him during training? His voice turned cold and directly said, "It isn't up for sale and will never be. If you won't buy anything, please leave."

Jin Rou smiled after hearing this response. It was natural. After all, it might be truly a heirloom of their family. However, Jin Rou couldn't just give up yet and wanted to shake this old vendor, "I see, you don't plan on selling it to me. You know, I'm constantly wondering what will happen if a member of the human race is here in Great Hell disguising as a Absolute vendor."

The old vendor was shaken and looked at Jin Rou with widened eyes. He couldn't help but show a terrified expression as if he saw a monster.

Bingo. Jin Rou smirked. In actuality, he was just randomly guessing but didn't expect that it would be right. He prepared so many assumptions but it was rendered useless now.

"Who are you?" The old vendor was very sure that his disguise couldn't be seen. Everyone would see him as a demon, a part of this race. But, this young man could see him through.

"Just a mere passerby." Jin Rou chuckled, "Now, it's not like I'm threatening you. But you should be flexible and smart of what to do. Remember, everything will go down the drain if you are discovered here."

"Why do you want the wooden sword that much?" The old vendor gritted his teeth. He couldn't understand, "If I am not mistaken, the sword cannot be suited for you. After all, this has the power of Wood while you might have a light affinity."

Jin Rou smiled. Although the other party wasn't wrong, he wasn't correct either. Nevertheless, he didn't divulge his reason and answered, "Because I want it. Don't worry, I will be buying that so you will not be on a serious short end."

Seeing that the other party was pushing it, the old vendor took a deep breath and said, "Fine. However, I won't trade this for dao coins. I want an item in exchange for this. How about it?"