Although Lin Xuan also had some suspicions about Lan'er's identity, he did not plan to meddle. By now, he had already stepped into the market.
It really was not small in scale.
Looking at the plaza before him, Lin Xuan was somewhat surprised. Originally, according to his thinking, how large could a market run by a sect on a mere level-two island be? He had not expected it to far exceed his expectations!
The plaza covered several thousand mu, with countless shops scattered across it in an orderly fashion.
There were wooden pavilions, and there were also stone houses piled together from enormous bluestones, but the most eye-catching was still a bizarre building. At first glance, it actually looked like a gigantic seashell, and from the surface of the shell, a faint demonic aura emanated.
Could it actually have been made from the shell of some demonic beast after it had been slain?
Lin Xuan could be considered widely traveled and well-informed, but after coming to this foreign land beyond the seas, he still felt as if his horizons had been greatly broadened.
There were quite a few cultivators in the market, but most of their cultivation levels were not high. The Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivation Lin Xuan displayed could not be called a crane standing among chickens, but he still counted as a rare expert.
Thus, every cultivator along the way revealed expressions of respect and fear. Lin Xuan nodded inwardly. It seemed that no matter where one was, the cultivation world truly spoke by strength.
Lin Xuan walked along slowly. First, he strolled around nearby for a while, then he stepped toward that enormous seashell.
Lin Xuan chose this shop first because he had indeed been drawn in by its strange shape, and second because this shop