Ling Changqing strolled along the wide street, the roadside lined with numerous stalls.
A dazzling array of common, low-to-middle-end resources were on display, and the prices were not particularly expensive.
Although he didn't hold out much hope of finding a hidden gem, Ling Changqing still had Gong Ling scan all the stalls on both sides of the street to see if anything was worth acquiring.
Undoubtedly, many of the goods had questionable origins, and the sellers, eager to unload them for cash, had priced them relatively low.
A few steps away, a child in red, not yet ten years old, was haggling fiercely with a stall owner, the argument growing quite heated.
Ling Changqing glanced over and realized they weren't pure Human Race Cultivators, but two half-breeds of the Human and Demon Races. Their facial features still bore demonic traces, such as Qilin Armor.
Their parents had likely perished, so they had no choice but to make a living for themselves by running a stall.
