The Hundred Peaks Merchant Guild was located in the west of the city.
Its branch in Taixi City was an imposing building five stories tall.
The interior was extravagantly decorated, splendid and resplendent.
The moment one stepped onto the first floor, one could see a vast space spanning several hundred square meters, bustling with countless people coming and going.
Most of them were martial practitioners dressed in simple training clothes, though there was no shortage of young masters in fine hats, brocade robes, and wide sleeves.
Amid the motley crowd of fish and dragons.
Shen Xiu could sense that quite a few martial cultivators with considerable cultivation and vigorous blood and qi were mixed among them.
This was the Hundred Peaks Merchant Guild of the Great Jing Dynasty, its trade routes spread everywhere and its patrons drawn from every one of the three teachings and nine streams.
The guild housed countless heavenly treasures and rare earthly gems. It might even possess cultivation manuals of the Mysterious Grade or even the Dao Grade.
In any case, if one lacked something.
Seeking out the Hundred Peaks Merchant Guild was never wrong. Not only were staff members weaving through the crowds, but a row of burly Martial Artists stood solemnly at the entrance as well.
These guards stood motionless like statues, their auras contained within, yet faintly radiating the ferocity of tigers and wolves. No one could doubt their formidable combat strength.
Not long after he entered the guild, a sharp-eyed maid came over to guide him. After asking a few questions, she led him to the second floor, where manuals were sold.
Unlike the bustling scene downstairs, this place was exceptionally quiet. Shen Xiu even suspected that the walls of the rooms above had spirit artifacts forged by artifact masters, or formations