Why had the items materialized directly into Mo Yuan's hands instead of appearing in his storage ring, like they had for Hu Kuang, Chen Mo, and Chen Yiyi?
Simple.
It was because Luo Chuan had decided it would be so.
He had altered the settings.
Having the products appear instantly in front of everyone—rather than hidden away—would maximize their impact.
It was a deliberate choice, meant to provoke awe and curiosity.
And judging by their expressions…
It was working.
"Hey, Monkey, I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Hu Kuang strode over to Mo Yuan, grinning.
Mo Yuan snapped out of his daze and nodded slowly.
Hu Kuang's smug expression grew even wider.
"Try the mineral water first!" he urged. "Let's see how much your aptitude improves!"
Mo Yuan blinked.
"You already drank yours?"
"Of course!" Hu Kuang puffed out his chest proudly. "The Dark Sky Tiger bloodline running through my veins has become even purer!"
It was only then that Mo Yuan noticed—
Beneath Hu Kuang's dark fur, a series of faint golden lines had appeared.
They were almost imperceptible, but to another monster like Mo Yuan, they carried a mysterious, primal aura.
It was wild. Untamed. Ancient.
Mo Yuan's breath caught in his throat.
He understood the implications immediately.
For monsters, the refinement of their bloodline was even more valuable than increasing their cultivation level.
This wasn't just an improvement.
This was a transformation.
"Hu Kuang," Mo Yuan said seriously, his voice hoarse with emotion, "Are you certain about this?"
Hu Kuang laughed, baring his fangs in a feral grin.
"Why the hell would I lie to you?"
Mo Yuan didn't hesitate anymore.
He uncapped the mineral water—
Tossed it back—
And swallowed the entire bottle in one gulp.
Including the glass.
Luo Chuan, who had been watching silently from the side, felt his eyelid twitch.
These so-called monstrous royal bloodlines...
Was this really how they drank mineral water?
Almost instantly—
Mo Yuan roared.
A deep, primal bellow that shook the ground.
A wave of pure force blasted outward.
The expressions of the surrounding cultivators shifted dramatically.
The weaker ones staggered back, barely keeping their footing.
The shockwave was overwhelming.
And they all knew exactly what had caused it.
The mineral water.
It was actually real.
Countless pairs of eyes burned with hunger.
Old Bai, Ji Wuhui, and Hu Kuang instinctively braced themselves, ready to counter the oncoming shockwave—
But before they could act—
A calm voice rang out.
"Enough."
Luo Chuan's tone was flat, almost lazy.
But the moment he spoke—
The shockwave simply ceased to exist.
As if it had never been there at all.
He hadn't used any technique.
Hadn't activated any formation.
Hadn't moved a single finger.
He had simply spoken—
And reality had obeyed.
Several Pathseeker Realm cultivators stared at him in horror.
Their minds reeled.
To suppress such an overwhelming force with mere words...
What level of power was this man hiding?
And more importantly—
Who exactly was he?
Meanwhile, Mo Yuan's transformation continued.
Dark crimson flames ignited across his golden fur.
The fiery red lines began coiling around his arms, their aura filled with boundless, untamed strength.
An ancient, feral presence filled the air.
Old Bai's eyes widened in shock.
He recognized it instantly.
"That's... the bloodline of the Battle Saint Ape!"
A murmur of confusion rippled through the crowd.
"The Battle Saint Ape?" someone asked.
"What's that?"
Old Bai, unlike most arrogant powerhouses, was willing to explain.
"The Battle Saint Apes were an ancient divine beast race. Their combat strength was unparalleled—absolute titans of war. Even among celestial beings, they were feared."
A brief silence fell.
Then, Old Bai exhaled, his voice tinged with sorrow.
"But they were nearly wiped out during a great catastrophe. Almost none of them survived."
He turned to Mo Yuan, his eyes filled with wonder.
"And yet… there was still a trace of their bloodline hidden in the world. Until now."
The surrounding cultivators and monsters exchanged glances.
Most of them didn't understand the full implications of what Old Bai had just said.
But they understood one thing—
This was big.
A lost bloodline of a divine beast race had just been awakened—
With a single bottle of mineral water.
For a long moment, nobody spoke.
Then, someone muttered under their breath—
"...Sounds amazing."
And that was all it took.
In an instant, the quiet murmurs turned into excited whispers.
Their gazes burned with hunger and greed.
If just one bottle of mineral water could unlock a hidden bloodline…
What else could these Origin Mall products do?
And more importantly—
How could they get their hands on them?