"Welcome to One Word Hall. Have a cup of Spirit Tea first to refresh yourself!"
A pleasant female voice rang out.
As soon as the voice faded, a dazzling golden light lit up on the stone wall to the left. Yan Yinuo stepped out from within the stone wall, a smile on her face.
"Senior!"
Wang Changsheng bowed respectfully, his expression tense.
"You don't have to be so formal. Once you enter One Word Hall, you're a guest. Just treat this like buying something at a large shop. You can call me Shopkeeper Yan."
Yan Yinuo smiled slightly, picked up the teapot, and poured Wang Changsheng a cup of Spirit Tea. The tea was golden.
Wang Changsheng did not dare delay. He hurriedly picked up the cup and took a sip.
As the tea entered his stomach, he felt refreshed, and a cool sensation spread from his wounds.
"What do you want to buy? You were injured while attempting the trials, so buy a bottle of Immortal Pills to treat your injuries first! You can buy a bottle or a single pill."
Yan Yinuo said enthusiastically. She took out a golden, glimmering magical disc and handed it to Wang Changsheng, saying gently, "There are plenty of things for treating injuries: Immortal Formations, Immortal Pills, Immortal Wine, Immortal Talismans, and so on. Choose for yourself. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me."
Wang Changsheng nodded, took the golden magical disc, and began looking through it.
They were both Artifact Spirits, but Yan Yinuo was easier to get along with.
Outside One Word Hall, large numbers of cultivators hurried over from afar. The weakest among them were True Immortals, and Qian Yan was among them.
A Red Escape Light flew over from afar. After flickering once, it stopped, revealing