The trading hall was enormous this time; it could probably hold four or five hundred people without issue. Its decorations were lavish and grand, and Sixth Stage spirit fruits sat on every table.
Ye Jingcheng had already eaten two.
After all, there was no reason not to eat them. Who knew whether he would be charged spirit stones later during the trading fair?
Ye Jingcheng waited in the hall for a while, and soon roughly seventy percent of the seats were occupied. One-third were human cultivators, while the remaining two-thirds were foreign races.
At a glance, Ye Jingcheng counted at least a dozen different kinds of foreign races.
Among those he recognized were the Soul-Devouring Black Crow, the Black Armor Clan, the Fire Spirit Race, and the Water Spirit Race...
Ye Jingcheng also spotted the Yellow Earth Demon Venerable and Yun Li.
The two entered behind two foreign race members clad in azure robes.
These azure-robed foreign race members had pointed ears and bluish-green skin. They were members of the Black Armor Clan, who claimed to be descendants of the Black Tortoise.
Ye Jingcheng did not contact Yun Li, but Yun Li sensed his presence as well. That was the wonder of a Soul Pact.
If one looked closely, one could still see the surprise and shock in Yun Li's eyes.
After all, it sensed that someone hidden nearby was its master, yet the other party did not seem to have activated any secret art. His appearance was different, his spiritual power was different, even his cultivation technique and aura were entirely different.
At times, it even wondered whether it had been bound by contract to several human cultivators.
"Don't look around. Just make your exchanges normally!" Ye Jingcheng transmitted his voice when he saw that it was still stunned.