Leaving Horizontal Cloud Garden, Shen Long and Chu Buyu strolled through the streets.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the plaza filled with stalls and browsed as they walked.
"It's only a fruit pit, and you're selling it for such a high price?"
"Exactly. It's just a fruit pit, yet you won't even sell it for a hundred Immortal Origin Stones?"
"The fruit pit is mine. Whether I sell it or not is my freedom."
A heated argument broke out. Shen Long and Chu Buyu's curiosity was piqued, and they headed toward a small stall.
The stall owner was a voluptuous Purple-Skirted Woman. Many items were displayed before her, but one purple-gold fruit pit caught Shen Long's attention.
The fruit pit was oval, its surface covered in several golden patterns. A cyan wooden sign stood beside it, bearing the words: "Purple Soul Golden Spirit Fruit Pit."
"Purple Soul Golden Spirit Fruit!"
Shen Long was intrigued.
The Purple Soul Golden Spirit Fruit could strengthen the divine soul, and even Golden Immortal Cultivators would benefit considerably from consuming it.
"I've said it already. I'll only trade it for first-order Immortal Pills that heal divine soul injuries, and I need at least three."
The Purple-Skirted Woman's voice was cold.
"It's only a fruit pit. The Purple Soul Golden Spirit Fruit takes six million years to mature. True Immortal cultivators simply can't wait that long. Who would trade three Immortal Pills that heal divine soul injuries for a fruit pit? I'll add another hundred Immortal Origin Stones—two hundred Immortal Origin Stones."
A tall, thin man in a green shirt said.
The Purple-Skirted Woman did not speak again, her expression indifferent.
"If I had Immortal Pills that healed divine soul injuries, I wouldn't trade them for a fruit pit!"
"Exactly. Immortal Pills like