My Pawn Shop Connects the Heavens

Shopkeeper, how much is my fist spirit worth? In Jinmen of the Republic of China, late at night, a martial arts master covered in blood broke into a pawn shop that was about to close down. The young master, Shen Xuan, dialed his abacus: twenty days of work, three cents of interest per month, for three months. Failure to redeem within the time limit shall result in death. He didn't expect that after this deal was made, the Wan Dang Dang book behind the counter of the shop recognized its owner - this shabby pawn shop connected all the worlds. The Immortal exchanged his memory for wine, the Dragon King exchanged his Scales for fire, and the Demon Lord exchanged his ambition for his life. When the ticket is a deed, the mark leaves a mark. He enters the world with a ticket, walks through the city, braves the wind and clouds, crosses the netherworld, and walks on the ancient road in the starry sky. Each boundary is paved with semicolons. Until half of the old pawn ticket showed a golden pattern: Tiandao owed money, and he himself was the one who owed money. Paying back debts is a matter of course. He, Shen Xuan, settled the accounts of Wanjie. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.