The street was long and bustling. Before he knew it, Ye Lin had reached its end.
Just as Ye Lin was about to leave the street, something caught his attention.
"How much is this?"
Walking over, Ye Lin picked up a small transparent bead and toyed with it in his hand, asking as if casually.
"This thing? Just a trinket. One Supreme Immortal stone will do."
The stall owner was a young man with only Heavenly Immortal cultivation. Upon seeing Ye Lin, he waved his hand readily.
"Fine. Here is one Supreme Immortal stone. I'll take it."
Ye Lin took out a Supreme Immortal stone and placed it on the table, then put away the transparent bead.
The moment he put it away, a hand came down onto the table.
"Wait. Boss, I'll offer ten Supreme Immortal Stones. Give that thing to me."
A gentle voice sounded at that moment.
Hearing this, Ye Lin frowned slightly and turned to look at the newcomer.
The newcomer was a young man, staring unblinkingly at the transparent bead in Ye Lin's hand.
Meanwhile, the previously bored young stall owner instantly perked up at the sight.
He had originally thought he could use this opportunity to make a killing. Yet after setting up his stall for a full ten years, he had earned only ten Supreme Immortal Stones.
Those ten Supreme Immortal Stones had even been given to him out of pity.
After life had battered him again and again, he finally understood: these people were Golden Immortal great powers who normally stood high above all others.
Trying to use this junk to fool Golden Immortal great powers?
Was he the fool, or were they?
Clearly, he was the fool—and a pitifully foolish one at that.
By now, his patience had been worn away