Dragon Mountain was silent, with Wang Xuan standing inside the Star Hall, the simple and heavy interior filled one with a deep sense of solemnity.

Passing through a hall supported by sixteen pillars, each a hundred feet tall, he crossed tens of thousands of acres of Spirit Fields, strolled through gardens akin to those in Jiangnan, and wandered around water bodies spanning dozens of miles.

The Star Hall contained a hidden world, like an independent realm, with endless starlight maintaining its internal operation. However, compared to a world, it was much smaller.

In the core area of the great hall, a mysterious and profound array was carved. From Wang Xuan’s perspective, it was the work of a True Tier Array Dao master.

Above him stretched an infinite Star Sea, with a lake condensed from the vast Xinghua below, serving as the energy reserve for the Star Hall.

Here, Wang Xuan engaged in seclusion to perfect the Pure Yang Realm section of the Creation True Scripture.

There was great benefit in ascending through one’s cultivation technique. After all, no matter how powerful the Mixed Element Martial Scripture and Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo were, they treaded the path of others.

The Creation True Scripture was his own path. In the unseen forces of destiny, he sensed the great fortune and believed adhering to his path was the right approach.

It needs to be clear who leads and who supports.

The east began to glow faintly, and initially, the surroundings were still dark, the scenery draped in a heavy black veil. As darkness faded and light arrived, people came out to roam.

There were dozens of small villages near Dragon Mountain, but no nearby towns. As dawn broke, a dozen hunters climbed the mountain.

After putting on autumn fattening, the prey was plump, making it a great time to hunt. They carried kinetic firearms up the mountain, as energy weapons were forbidden for civilian use.

Small bullet firearms were not strictly regulated these days. In a conflict, such guns could only kill civilians below the Bone Refining Realm, making them a good choice for hunting.

"Old Li, we set some traps on the mountain a few days ago. I wonder if they yielded anything," an average-height old man said.

Old Li replied, "Hunting in the mountains is just for fun for us. It’s good if there’s a harvest, but it doesn’t matter if there isn’t."

Of course, the proceeds from hunting were also a substantial fortune. They were too old to exhaust their life energy vigorously and only sought a bit of fun to keep their tendons and bones active daily.

The two of them headed into the mountain along a familiar path. At the mountain entrance, a huge stone stele had been newly erected, standing ten meters tall, inscribed with: Private Territory, No Trespassing.

Old Liu chuckled, "Ha, this stele wasn’t here a few days ago. Who set it here? Private territory, indeed. Is this vast Primeval Forest, hundreds of kilometers round, a private territory?"

He didn’t believe it at all. Having ventured into the mountain for decades, hunting countless times on the periphery, there had never been an owner of the mountain.

"Tsk tsk tsk, to be able to transport and set such a large stone stele here is quite the feat," Old Li said.

"It doesn’t matter, we’re going into our mountain anyway," said Old Liu dismissively.

So, they plunged into Dragon Mountain, proceeding along a familiar mountain path. However, after walking just a few hundred meters, they realized the path looked different.

"Old Li, is this the same path we used to take?"

"There’s only this one path. We’ve traveled it for so many years, so how could we be wrong?"

They trusted their memories, yet the path was genuinely different. The fact that these seasoned hunters, with decades of experience, got lost would be laughable to many if told.

They kept wandering, and two hours later, a wide-open vista suddenly appeared before them, and looking up, they realized they were by that giant stone stele again.

As they walked, they ended up right back out again!

Old Li frowned, saying, "Did we encounter ghost walls?"

In this era, with abundant Spiritual Qi, ghosts could indeed form, given the right circumstances. However, they were very rare, and with so many cultivators, they found it hard to survive.

"Don’t scare me!" Old Liu glance at the stone, chiding, "Probably the person who put up the stele did this, directly banning others from entering, claiming this area as their territory."

"I don’t believe it. There’s another path dozens of miles away. We’ll enter from there."

These two old men were stubborn and refused to yield; trudging heavily for several dozen miles, they were left breathless.

Unfortunately, before their eyes appeared another giant stone stele, inscribed with: "Private Territory, No Trespassing."

Old Liu was furious: "I’m going to report this. Who did this? Does Dragon Mountain belong to them? Are they that powerful?"

As he spoke, he took out his personal terminal and reported it to the Geological Bureau.

While many service industries could theoretically be replaced with AI to retain some job positions, many still depended on human services.

"This is the Federation Geological Bureau Yuzhang Branch. How can I assist you?" came a sweet and youthful voice.

"I want to report that someone has taken the liberty to enclose land, turning all of Dragon Mountain into their private property, forbidding others from entering," Old Liu said, exasperated.

The operator hastened to check. Knowing for years that Dragon Mountain, a vast place of frequent accidents, had no owner, even if the government warned hunters away and prohibited tourists, three to five people still died every year.

Strangely, upon checking today, she discovered that Dragon Mountain had already been marked as owned.

Moreover, the buyer had just made the purchase yesterday, calmly acquiring tens of thousands of square kilometers of land.

She saw the transaction price, noticing no corruption; a vast sum had already been transferred to the Federal Bank, worth three trillion Star Yuan. Despite wilderness and forests valuing less than towns, selling Dragon Mountain for that price was quite an achievement.

Old Liu was still waiting when the young woman said, "Hello, I just checked. Dragon Mountain..."

"Dragon Mountain is still unowned, right? Then hurry and send someone to see who dares so boldly to claim private territory, blatantly disregarding Federation law." Old Liu said.

The operator replied awkwardly, "No, Dragon Mountain already has an owner; it was just sold yesterday for three trillion Star Yuan."

Old Liu stood dumbfounded, silently ending the call, mumbling to himself, "Who has money to burn? Three trillion Star Yuan, spending that on a useless Dragon Mountain—isn’t that foolish?"

Old Li asked what was going on, but Old Liu marched ahead, ready to leave, saying, "Home. We can’t come to Dragon Mountain anymore."

"What?"

"Some rich big shot bought Dragon Mountain; it’s truly a private territory now, damn rich!"

Why couldn’t he be that rich?

Once the hunters returned, the story spread quickly, becoming a hot topic of conversation, with everyone speculating who had so much money to buy Dragon Mountain.

Even in this age, having a trillion Star Yuan still meant an absolute magnate, with a luxurious lifestyle stunning the world.

Wang Xuan returned home the next day, just in time for lunch. Lin Cheng was flipping through Wang Xuan’s old textbooks and found them quite interesting.

Lin Cheng knew Wang Xuan and said, "You’re the wealthy guy who bought Dragon Mountain, aren’t you?"

"Dragon Mountain has accidents every year, with three to five people dying. Doing this is a good deed," Wang Xuan thought himself quite reasonable.

Lin Cheng didn’t find Wang Xuan wasteful, either. In fact, with Mother Star evolving again and again, and land constantly expanding, purchasing land was an excellent choice.

Of course, the Federation implemented many policies to balance interests, the simplest being taxation, then providing civilian welfare.

Wang Xuan had told no one what secrets lay deep in Dragon Mountain, the true reason he bought it.

Father Wang now had his spaceship, whisking his wife around, having a great time and gaining respect wherever they went.

"Dad, Mom, I’m back."

Wang Ruo dragged a suitcase, charging in high spirits, followed by a handsome young man.

After looking around for a good while, not seeing parents, Wang Xuan came out slowly and realized that his sister had brought her boyfriend home.

"Wang Xuan, this is your brother-in-law," Wang Ruo said proudly, very satisfied with her boyfriend.

"Oh." Wang Xuan nodded, meandering in his slippers, his nonchalance enraging Wang Ruo.

Not long after, Father Wang and Queen Mother returned. With a whoosh, the spaceship landed, pressing the ground in front of the house firm, yet Father Wang wasn’t worried at all.

"Time to eat, time to eat." After roaming around, they ordered a table full of great dishes, just in time to entertain Wang Xuan and Lin Cheng.

"Oh, daughter’s home." Father Wang grinned, noticing the young man with Wang Ruo, and his face turned dark.