Ning Zhuo arrived at one of the Commerce Hall's branch offices, drawing attention.
"Who is that youth?"
"White clothes, large head, judging by his appearance, he seems to be..."
"It should be Ning Zhuo. One of the first-rate newcomers to emerge from this Flying Cloud Assembly!"
Many cultivators cast curious looks his way, either whispering among themselves or communicating through divine sense.
Ning Zhuo walked up to the counter.
The duty cultivator behind it felt his heart pound. He hurriedly stepped forward and greeted him, "Fellow Daoist Ning Zhuo, are you looking to buy or sell something? If you wish to make a confidential purchase, we can communicate through divine sense. I will certainly keep my lips sealed!"
Ning Zhuo smiled faintly. "Thank you, but there is no need for that. I wish to purchase some Confucian Cultivation Spells."
Rather than use divine sense, he spoke aloud.
Seeing that Ning Zhuo lacked the arrogance of a genius, the duty cultivator found him unexpectedly approachable and quickly nodded. "I know. You took first place in two Confucian cultivation minor trials in a row. What Confucian Cultivation Spells do you need? I will fetch them for you at once. Or do you have any particular ideas? I can offer a few insignificant suggestions."
"That would be wonderful. Thank you!" The smile on Ning Zhuo's face widened slightly. "I do not yet know much about Confucian cultivation. This time, I wish to buy some spells that can help me impart knowledge to others."
The duty cultivator was slightly taken aback. Ning Zhuo's request was unexpected.
Ning Zhuo was participating in the Xingyun Minor Trial. Should he not be learning everywhere himself? Why was he instead studying the means of teaching others?
*He is a first-rate genius. Naturally, his thoughts are beyond the comprehension