The "Sword Discussion Assembly" would not be held until the next day, so Song Qingming and the others naturally still had plenty of time to head upstairs and attend the Trade Convention.
After making some inquiries, Bai Yuxian, who had long been eager to do so, took Zheng Zongxun and the others out first.
As for Song Qingming, he and Huang Siyuan remained in their room to meditate and rest for a while before rising together and heading to the fourth floor of the Sword Discussion Pavilion above.
The moment they arrived at the fourth-floor entrance, several cultivators ahead stepped forward and blocked their way.
After the leading Golden Core Cultivator carefully inspected Song Qingming's identity token, he immediately opened the Restriction behind him and watched the two enter.
Before long, Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan appeared before a long row of shops hung with all manner of signs.
Just as the maid had said, these shops looked no different from those in an ordinary marketplace.
The number of cultivators coming and going here was clearly far smaller than at Tianyu Market, however, and every person among them was at either the Golden Core or Nascent Soul Realm.
These high-tier cultivators, who would have caused quite a stir in an ordinary marketplace outside, were already an utterly commonplace sight here, drawing no surprise at all.
After reaching the fourth floor, Song Qingming looked around with Huang Siyuan. As his gaze swept across the nearby shops, it suddenly stopped on an ancient, unadorned sign not far away.
"Eh! Could it really be such a coincidence?"
"Husband, what is it?"
Seeing the strange look in Song Qingming's eyes, Huang Siyuan hurriedly asked him.
"Oh! Nothing. The sign just looks somewhat familiar. I wonder whether I might run into an old acquaintance."
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