Skyfire Sea Domain, Crimson Glass Market.
A secluded little courtyard with blue-tiled roofs contained a three-story blue pavilion and a blue stone pavilion.
Yu Lang and a pale-faced old woman in blue robes sat inside the stone pavilion, talking about something.
"The Fire-Ears Race won't let us off. If we leave the Market, we'll probably be watched the moment we step outside."
The old woman in blue robes said with a frown.
The Fish-People Race had once been one of the two greatest powers in the Skyfire Sea Domain. After all their Primordial Unity Golden Immortals had fallen, the Fish-People Race began to decline and was now merely an insignificant small race.
"What if we hand over that item to save our lives?"
Yu Lang suggested.
"Ancestor Yu Feng and the others traded their lives for it. Even if we hand it over, it won't be to the Fire-Ears Race."
The old woman in blue robes shook her head.
"To the Shangguan Family? We're too weak. If we trade with them, they can dismiss us with a few random items. That won't solve our predicament."
Yu Lang objected. The disparity in strength was far too great; there was no such thing as fairness between them. More importantly, they had never traded with the Shangguan Family before, so they had no idea what to expect.
"It's a pity we can't break the Restriction. We don't know what's inside the Celestial Mystery Box. Otherwise, we wouldn't be in such a passive position."
The old woman in blue robes sighed.
Yu Lang was just about to say something when he took a red light-flashing Tracking Disk from his robes and struck it with a Hand Seal, his face lighting up with delight.
"What's the happy occasion?"
The old woman in blue robes asked