Very soon, a marketplace came into view. They would set out on their adventure in two days, and Lin Xuan planned to buy a few things; perhaps they would prove useful in the future.
Recently, relations among the three races had grown tense to the extreme, and the entire East Sea was in turmoil. On the contrary, this had driven many cultivators into the Chaotic Sea Region, making Nine Immortals City extraordinarily prosperous. Take the marketplace before him: in only a few short years, its scale had nearly doubled. The sky was already dark, the time when lanterns were first lit, yet the number of cultivators in the marketplace had not decreased but increased instead. Lately, the night market had grown grander by the day.
Apart from the fixed shops, there was also a huge square at the center of the marketplace, all occupied by cultivators setting up temporary stalls to do business.
Heads bobbed in dense crowds, and hawking cries rose and fell one after another.
Generally speaking, such stallholders were all low-level cultivators, and the things they sold could not possibly include any precious treasures.
But the Chaotic Sea Region was different.
This place bordered the Sea of Ruins.
It was equivalent to having an enormous treasury right next door. Though hunting for treasures inside was fraught with danger, with so many people pouring in every day, there would always be a few lucky fellows.
Of course, these people only operated around the outer perimeter of the Sea of Ruins. Relatively speaking, the danger there was much smaller, and even Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators had a chance to come out alive with treasures.
Speaking of it, this Sea of Ruins was divided into five regions in total.
On the first layer, those who had mainly died were scattered