Even though Xue An was somewhat prepared, he was still stunned by the scene in front of him when he entered through the grand gate.
In front of him was a market city built against the mountain, and Xue An was currently at the foot of the mountain.
Looking up, rows upon rows of shop lights spread upwards, eventually blending with the twinkling stars in the night sky.
The sound of haggling and bartering arose continuously by his ears.
"Freshly bloomed Evil Cause Flowers, three hundred silver spirits each, discounts for bulk!"
"Cheap Sea Spirit Stones for sale, the stall owner's investment failed, they're being sold at a loss!"
"Swapping Broken Morning Mist for Xuanwu Sand, includes a complimentary Storm Essence, private chat for exchanges, scammers stay away!"
"Any takers for the legacy of the Ancient Immortals? The main force is set, need a powerful backup, interested parties +++! Spoils will be split evenly, agreements can be signed in advance!"
