Lu Xiaotian headed toward his cave dwelling at an unhurried pace. Along the way, he took in the everyday lives of the immortal citizens on the ground below.
Before long, he spotted someone he knew—someone he had dealt with before.
At that moment, a thick-browed old man sat before a small stall displaying more than a dozen kinds of immortal plants. They were worth a decent amount, nearly a hundred immortal crystals altogether—a considerable sum for someone at the late stage of the Immortal Realm.
There were two fine treasure-hunting grounds on this floating continent. Even from thousands of miles away, Lu Xiaotian could sense that the immortal spiritual energy here was far richer than elsewhere in the Turtle Spirit Immortal Realm.
"Old man, how many immortal crystals for this Explosive Origin Fruit?" A burly, powerfully built man strode up to the thick-browed old man's stall and asked.
"Fifteen low-grade immortal crystals," the old man replied.
"That's too much. Why don't you just rob me? Ten low-grade immortal crystals!"
"With killing skills like yours, go hunt monsters. I nearly lost half my life getting these immortal plants. If you want them, pay in immortal crystals. I'm not giving them away." The thick-browed old man glared at him, his temper even fiercer than the burly man's.
"Why's a shopkeeper got such a bad temper? Fine, I'll add one," the burly man muttered.
"You're built like a mountain, so why are you so stingy? I won't take less than fourteen immortal crystals. Don't stand in front of my stall like a door—go find someone else," the thick-browed old man said impatiently.
"Twelve, take it or leave it!"
After some haggling, the burly man finally bought the Explosive Origin Fruit for thirteen low-grade immortal crystals.
"You didn't have such a fiery temper the