A trade fair?
Jiang Sheng was slightly surprised. "What trade fair? Why hadn't I heard Ming'an and the others mention it?"
Since Jiang Sheng was either cultivating and comprehending the Dao or traveling abroad, he had delegated a great deal of authority to his excellent disciple, Tian Ming'an.
Whenever the sect had business to handle—external visits, internal inspections, Daoist Soldier training, or resource supplies—they basically contacted Tian Ming'an first. Tian Ming'an would then inform Jiang Sheng, who would decide what required his attention, what did not, what he needed to attend, and what he could ignore.
Yet Tian Ming'an had truly never mentioned anything about a trade fair.
This made Jiang Sheng wonder whether the trade fair was not internal to the sect.
Seeing Jiang Sheng's expression, Lin Fan immediately understood and laughed. "Yuanchen, what are you thinking? Within the sect, it's always little groups of three or five trading privately among themselves. How could that compare to the scale of a trade fair?"
"This trade fair was organized by someone from the Qinghua Dao Sect. People from our Penglai, Tianhe, Yaochi, Chixiao, Demon Emperor Palace, Jinchan Temple, Tianlong Temple, and other factions will all be attending. It isn't trade between sects, merely a way for people like us to exchange what we have for what we need."
As he spoke, Lin Fan teased him lightly. "Yuanchen, you've barely ever seen things like auctions and trade fairs, have you?"
Jiang Sheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "That is indeed the case."
Lin Fan laughed even more happily. "That is precisely why you should go take a look."
"You spent a little over twenty years traveling after Foundation Establishment before returning to the sect to form your Golden Core. Then you made visits on the sect's behalf, inspected the