Shops lined both sides. Though this marketplace was a little smaller in scale than the one in Linhai City, it still covered an extremely broad area.
Crisscrossing this way and that, it was made up of several streets.
"Chen's Shop."
"Jiuling Pavilion."
"Seven Wonders Pavilion."
"Ten Thousand Talismans Residence."
All kinds of signboards entered his sight, and these were only the larger stores. As for the slightly smaller ones, there were nearly a hundred of them.
A trace of wild joy flashed across Lin Xuan's face. If he looted the entire marketplace clean, what kind of gains would he reap? That went without saying.
Aside from obtaining valuables of no small worth, it would also be a poisonous scheme that pulled the firewood from beneath Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts' cauldron.
One had to know that, apart from a scant few, most of the shops in the marketplace had been opened here by outside forces.
Every year they paid their offering of Spirit Stones, and according to the rules of the immortal cultivation world, White Tiger City bore the responsibility of protecting them, ensuring the marketplace's operating order, as well as the safety of the shops' property and the lives of their shopkeepers and assistants.
Now that he was fishing in troubled waters and looting the entire marketplace, those shops that suffered losses would naturally vent their anger on Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts. One had to know that many among them had backers, and the forces behind a small number of them were even much stronger than Ten Thousand Beasts Island.
With this move, Lin Xuan could not only earn until his bowl and basin overflowed, but also make that old monster Ten Thousand Beasts tragically become the scapegoat, pointed at by a thousand men and the target of every