After leaving the bookstore, Wenren Sheng wandered around casually.
He saw a shopfront shrouded in a faint Mist, as though it had been cut off from the surrounding world.
Strange runes were carved onto its sign.
Under the moonlight, those runes flickered with a ghostly blue glow, seeming to tell secrets no one knew.
His interest was immediately piqued. It looked like some kind of fantasy shop.
He pushed open the creaking wooden door, and a faint scent of sandalwood rushed over him, instantly bringing a sense of calm.
Sure enough, it sold fantasy items.
The shop's lighting was soft and mysterious, and its walls were covered with all sorts of strange objects, from ancient scrolls to Crystal Balls glimmering with faint light.
Every item seemed to contain unimaginable power.
And all of them were priced in lifespan.
From as little as one hour to as much as one hundred million years.
Wenren Sheng became even more interested.
The owner was an elderly Old Man seated in a chair.
He had a kindly face and deep eyes, as though he could see into people's hearts.
He always wore a long robe embroidered with runes similar to those on the sign.
"Welcome to the Illusion Dream Emporium." The old man's voice was hoarse yet gentle.
His gaze swept over Wenren Sheng, as though searching for something.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up with excitement, only for it to vanish quickly.
Wenren Sheng paid no attention to the shop owner's expression.
He saw customers curiously exploring the shop, their gazes lingering over all kinds of items.
A young woman was drawn to an exquisite music box carved with intricate patterns.
When she gently opened it, a melodious tune played, and delight gleamed in her eyes.
Then, without hesitation, she had a young man