"Thanks." Lin Xuan cupped his fists, then walked down the stairs without the slightest hesitation.
Watching Lin Xuan's back gradually recede into the distance, a sharp gleam flashed through Yellow Crane Loose Immortal's eyes, and a cold smile hung at the corner of his mouth. This brat had come into his shop making trouble for no reason; how could he truly give him guidance?
That waist token was real, but if he wanted to attend a trade fair for Core Condensation cultivators, how could it be so easy? Letting him suffer a little could count as venting some of his own anger.
As for Lin Xuan, after leaving Hundred Herb Hall, he played with the waist token made of sandalwood in his hand, and a faint look of amusement likewise appeared on his face.
With his shrewdness, how could he fail to see that Yellow Crane Loose Immortal harbored ill intentions toward him? Most likely, this trip would not be so easy.
However, Lin Xuan had no other choice. He was determined to obtain this Myriad Phenomenon Herb.
In truth, everything he had done in Hundred Herb Hall had been deliberately planned in advance.
He had wandered around the market for so long, yet had not seen a single Core Condensation expert. The spiritual tools sold in the shops were at most high-grade, and the situation with medicinal herbs was much the same.
Thus Lin Xuan began to speculate that there was most likely an even higher-level trade fair specifically aimed at experts of Core Condensation and above, and perhaps the Myriad Phenomenon Herb he needed could only be found there.
But how could he participate?
In this unfamiliar place where he knew neither the people nor the land, what he lacked most was information. Moreover, Lin Xuan estimated that