Ye Jingcheng raised his eyes and carefully examined the person who had patted his shoulder.
With the Spirit-Isolating Robe between them, he could not see the other's face or sense their aura. Yet judging by the person's habit of patting shoulders and their probing question, they were undoubtedly human.
The other races were not that cunning.
That alone made Ye Jingcheng find the matter intriguing. Humans generally raised any good spirit beast cubs themselves. Why would they hand them over to someone else?
Moreover, humans raising Demon Race beasts would not draw much objection from the Demon Race around Black Jade Python Immortal, since the Demon Race had also penned up some humans to refine pills and forge artifacts for them.
That was why Ye Jingcheng felt that something was off.
What was most enticing about this night market was the sheer number of other races that had come.
Ye Jingcheng believed that most of the humans here had also come to trade treasures with the other races.
With that thought, an uneasy suspicion rose in Ye Jingcheng's heart, and he patiently asked:
"I do not care whether they are demon beasts, other races, or cubs. I like treasures—cheap, precious treasures. But ordinary things do not catch my eye. You know, I have this." Ye Jingcheng took out a pill bottle containing a Sixth Stage spirit pill.
Ye Jingcheng guessed that his identity as an alchemist had been exposed. After all, he had traded for two pill furnaces and used spirit pills to exchange for turtle shells.
Of course, more importantly, he had indeed looked over many spirit beasts and members of other races.
"Of course I have good treasures, but you know, even at a night market, I am afraid." The figure hurriedly continued.
As he spoke, he gestured