"Senior, may I ask what your congratulatory gift is...?"
Before him, a cultivator holding a brush looked at the strange figure wearing a blood-colored mask and asked tentatively.
Ye Lin cursed inwardly. He had been careless—he had not expected a ticket would be required just to enter.
"Cough, cough. A top-grade Heaven Grade long sword."
In the end, Ye Lin took out a Heaven Grade long sword and placed it on the golden table before him.
"Very good. May I ask which faction you belong to, Senior?"
Upon seeing the Heaven Grade long sword, the cultivator handling the registration became noticeably more enthusiastic. This top-grade Heaven Grade long sword was worth several hundred low-grade immortal stones; handled properly, it could sell for a thousand low-grade immortal stones.
Its value was considerable. Anyone who could offer a gift worth a thousand low-grade immortal stones possessed an extraordinarily distinguished identity.
"Li Bai."
After saying that, Ye Lin turned and walked into the plaza.
"Rogue Cultivator Li Bai presents one top-grade Heaven Grade long sword."
Since he did not know which faction stood behind Ye Lin, the cultivator categorized him as a Rogue Cultivator wandering the Star River.
Such people could be found everywhere in the Star River. They joined no faction and relied entirely on themselves to struggle onward. More often than not, these people were the wealthiest.
And their strength was exceptionally formidable as well.
"What a grand display."
Looking at the delicacies spread across the table, Ye Lin sighed inwardly. There were many things among them that he had never seen before, but judging by the dense Immortal Qi they gave off, none of them were ordinary.
"Come on, keep going forward. I can already smell the Holy Spring. The Holy Spring is not only a supreme treasure for cultivating