The arrival of the Three Managers broke the atmosphere of drawn swords and strung bows.
Chen Lin glanced at the Sword-Eyed Man, put away Blue Enchantress, and leisurely resumed browsing the treasures.
The Sword-Eyed Man's face alternated between green and red.
In the end, he said nothing and turned toward the other side.
Seeing that there was no spectacle left to watch, the onlookers scattered, but the name Ye Fan remained etched in their minds. Anyone who could force an elder of the Changting Ye Lineage to retreat was no ordinary figure. They would do best not to provoke him if they encountered him again.
The tall man in the distance stood dazed for a while.
He let out a soft sigh.
He had hoped to attach himself to the Ye Lineage, only to get things wrong. Now he had pleased neither side and might even have invited trouble.
"Hm?"
After walking a little farther, Chen Lin's gaze fell on a stall.
The stall was small and had no other goods, only a sign bearing the words "Spirit Pointing."
"Fellow Daoist, what exactly does your spirit pointing entail?"
Chen Lin approached the stall and asked.
Spirit pointing was generally used on puppets or to awaken the intelligence of spirit beasts. But anyone setting up a stall in a black market of this caliber was surely not targeting ordinary things.
"It means awakening a living creature's intelligence."
The stallholder was a Short Alien. Although he wore no mask, his face was exceedingly stiff, making it obvious that he had used a disguise technique.
His aura was also thoroughly mixed.
He looked at Chen Lin and continued explaining, "My spirit pointing technique is a secret legacy from ancient times, effective on any living creature. Not only can it increase the degree of