The Time-Tracing Beauty Pearl

The streets of Lingbo City were even more crowded and clamorous than imagined.

Lu Changsheng and the other four all wore broad-brimmed bamboo hats and unremarkable gray cloaks, concealing most of their figures and faces as they walked slowly with the flow of people. The streets were paved with enormous shells and coral stone, giving off a warm, springy feeling underfoot.

A sweep of the eye showed shops packed close together on both sides, their rows like fish scales and comb teeth. The cries of human cultivators and sea-race peddlers rose and fell one after another, mingling with the salty, damp sea breeze. Now and then, the group lifted their heads; overhead, cultivators riding flying fish or steering water shuttles swept past from time to time, casting hurried shadows across the city-protecting water curtain.

"Make way! Make way! Fresh-out-of-the-pot deep-sea spirit marrow cakes, one hundred spirit stones a serving!"

"Top-grade water-avoidance pearls, essential for exploring the sea! Cheap, cheap!"

Shi Jingtian carried the Mountain Shaker Staff as he walked in the middle of the group, his eyes darting all over, curious about everything. Suddenly, his nose twitched sharply twice, and like a hound that had caught the scent of blood, his whole body froze in place.

"Holy shit! What smell is that? Why is it so damn fragrant!"

Following the aroma, he turned his head and saw a shop at the left street corner steaming with white mist. The storefront was not large, but its signboard was rather imposing, bearing five big characters—Lingbo Crystal Bun.

The owner was a chubby middle-aged human, his dough-like face piled with smiles, skillfully picking out baskets of crystal-clear buns from the steamer.

Those buns could be called an absolute marvel. The skin was so thin it was almost transparent, hand-rolled from deep-sea snow lotus