The many streaks of light flying across the border in recent days had become a familiar sight to the many Holy Clan branches near the border. Every streak of light meant good news: the remnant soul of a Heavenly Devil Emperor who had died fighting in the Myriad Heavens had returned. Of course, some of the streaks flying back also carried the remnant souls of Heavenly Sovereigns who had died within Holy Clan territory. With both sides offsetting one another, it was good news for everyone.
Thus, when Lu Yuan's true body arrived,
it did not cause much of a stir.
At most, a few people from the Holy Clan branches below looked up at him.
Then they lowered their heads again
and continued their day-after-day lives.
After all, this was the border. While it was certainly not as safe as the central regions, and the Holy Clan branches stationed here had little time to prepare whenever the Red Dust Threads began their periodic cleansing, being near the border undeniably facilitated trade. The demon race had little ability to produce resources, but its processing industry was not bad. Moreover, although there was contamination, once goods crossed the border covered by the Red Dust Threads, the Demonic Qi attached to them would be cleansed away. Once they reached the Myriad Heavens, they could be used like any other processed goods.
As a result, the Holy Clan had always been known for offering good quality at low prices.
Furthermore, the things they traded for were often quite simple.
First and foremost was the most basic commodity: grain.
Grain from the Myriad Heavens often fetched a good price in Holy Clan territory. Although most transactions on the Holy Clan's side were barter transactions, since they did not accept currency from the Myriad Heavens,