Sect Market

"True Disciple An!"

Along both sides of the streets, which were packed with goods and all kinds of equipment, the Inner Sect disciples who had been working looked up. When they saw the figure strolling toward them, delight rose in their hearts: I can't believe I get to see him here! They hurried to greet him.

The figure smiled, raised a hand, and nodded to them.

"Hall Master An, are you here to buy something?"

The streets were bustling with people. Shops casually displayed fruits, vegetables, and spirit foods from the sect's various Spirit Lands; leather armor and clothing made from the hides and bones of all kinds of spirit beasts and Fierce Beasts; and exquisite porcelain and various household Dharma Artifacts. Such wares were unremarkable within the sect, but would fetch a high price among the Chenli Hundred Tribes.

A True Disciple who was settling a dispute in one of the shops heard the other Inner Sect disciples' voices and looked up in surprise. After briefly scolding two shopkeepers who had been arguing over their territory, he warmly greeted An Jing as well.

The figure waved a hand. "I'm buying a lot of odds and ends. No need to trouble you; I can handle it myself."

"Peak Master An, this is such a small matter. You could've sent someone else to take care of it. Why come all the way here yourself?"

Noticing someone's arrival, a senior True Disciple who managed this Spirit Land market—an elder who was about to take up a post as a sect administrator—came out of the market's central office. He laughed heartily. "Do you have time to share a drink later? I got some fine liquor from Brother Heguang's place—thank goodness he's back. The sect's good liquor supply has grown again!"

"Not today, Uncle