After leaving the lodgings of the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture, Fang Shu headed toward the busiest district in the upper city of the Scarlet City Immortal Prefecture.
He had come out to sort out all the valuables he carried.
Although he had carefully processed everything he had obtained from the Yu Family, including the storage bags, True Immortal White Dust's final remark still held true.
Wearing so many storage bags was not only suspicious but also terribly conspicuous. If he encountered another sharp-eyed immortal, he would only invite more trouble. Standing on the bustling streets of Scarlet City, Fang Shu's gaze shifted slightly.
He had originally intended to deal with his valuables as soon as he reached the Scarlet City Immortal Prefecture, and even attend an auction to broaden his horizons. But he had ended up meeting White Dust immediately upon arriving in Red City.
Although plenty of immortals from elsewhere have been arriving lately, I'll probably have to wait a while for a major auction. I'd better find a larger shop and sell everything quickly. Or I could ask the shopkeeper whether any suitable auctions are being held today or tomorrow. Having settled on a plan, he began wandering through the market district.
Fang Shu did not head straight into the shops. First, he listened to storytellers in teahouses and taverns, sought out local old hands, and made careful inquiries. Only after weighing what he had learned did he enter the shops of the Scarlet City Immortal Prefecture.
After making a circuit, he concealed his face and aura and strolled into a shop called Ten-Thousand-Year Wondrous Truth.
According to local gossip, this shop was different from the others: it truly had existed for over ten thousand years, dating back to the founding of the Scarlet City Immortal Prefecture.
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