Exchange Meet

Low-level cultivators argued until they were red in the face over a single spirit stone, while Foundation Establishment cultivators were far more composed, their sharp gazes sweeping across the stalls. They occasionally stopped to converse via voice transmission, conducting transactions unknown to others.

Xu Yuan's gaze lingered more often on the areas where the auras were clearly formidable and many people had gathered.

Most of those belonged to powerful factions with Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivators holding the fort, such as the "Falling Star Marsh Star Sword Sect," "Jade Screen Mountain Hundred Treasures Pavilion," "Golden Sand Ferry," and "Cloudmist Market."

Their stalls were often larger, and the items displayed more precious, their glimmering radiance flowing as spiritual energy pressed against the senses, drawing the greatest crowds.

He could even sense several obscure yet powerful streams of divine sense silently exchanging information in a few inconspicuous corners of the plaza, seemingly conducting transactions or discussions on an even higher level.

It truly is a place where fish and dragons mingle, Xu Yuan thought. The goods traded here included everything from ordinary pills, talismans, and low-grade magic artifacts used by Qi Refinement cultivators to rare spirit materials coveted by Foundation Establishment cultivators, high-level cultivation techniques, magic treasures, and even ancient objects of unknown purpose and bizarre origin.

So long as one had sharp enough eyes and good enough luck, one might truly unearth a treasure. Of course, it was even more likely that one would misjudge an item and be swindled, or be targeted by others for the crime of possessing a treasure.

About an hour passed, yet Wang Ming's side had still gained nothing. The several materials they sought were rather obscure, and few people came to inquire.

On the other hand, several specialties from the Water Manor's stall—especially a spiritual