After making a round through the Open Market, Lu Ye found no sign of An Zhe at the spot where he used to set up his stall. In his place was an unfamiliar cultivator, selling things Lu Ye had no need for.
Sure enough, An Zhe had not returned yet.
Lu Ye could only browse the Fire Attribute treasures first, spending several million Lingyu.
There was still plenty of time, and nowhere to go for the moment. After a brief ponder, he continued wandering through the Open Market.
Compared to a colossal entity like the Myriad Phenomena Merchant Association, Lu Ye actually preferred places like this, though he could not quite say why.
As he looked around, a soft voice suddenly echoed by his ear. "Fellow Daoist, do you need Spiritual Pills?"
Following the voice, Lu Ye saw a woman sitting upright before a stall. Her face was faintly flushed, her lips pressed together as though she had summoned considerable courage to ask him.
Lu Ye glanced at her. More than a dozen jade bottles sat on the stall before her, likely filled with all kinds of Spiritual Pills.
Why would he need Spiritual Pills? Lately, he had been deliberately suppressing his cultivation and no longer cultivating actively, afraid that his cultivation would rise too quickly and affect his foundation.
He had not intended to pay her any mind, but after meeting the woman's eyes, he could not help crouching down.
There was nothing particularly remarkable about her gaze, yet it reminded him of the embarrassment he had suffered when he had first arrived on Myriad Phenomena Island. He could more or less tell that this woman did not come from much of a background. Otherwise, she would not be setting up a stall here to sell Spiritual Pills.
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