After Lynn and the apprentices finished their transaction, Horne saw that no one else was coming onstage and tapped the table.
"Alright, the stage business is done. Next is free trading. This place is big enough, so set up wherever you like."
The hall immediately grew lively.
The wizards spread cloths across the floor, laid out their goods, and wandered between the stalls.
The apprentices also set up their own little stalls at the back. Some displayed materials, while others put out old books and torn manuscripts.
These were all low-value odds and ends, not worth taking up everyone's time onstage. They were better suited for stall trading.
Lynn found a corner as well, spread out an old cloth, and placed the miscellaneous items he had left on it.
There were his own cultivation insights, several Apprentice-Level Soul Wizardry spells, meditation methods, a few pieces of low-purity Wizard Crystal Ore Marrow, some ordinary soul materials, part of a batch of magical beast souls, and several small items he did not normally use.
The passersby glanced at them, but most did not stop.
"How much for this?" A skinny wizard crouched down and picked up a Soul Crystal for a look.
"Thirty Magic Stones," Lynn said.
The man shook his head, put it down, and left.
A while later, a witch stopped to browse through the items, but she did not buy anything either.
Lynn felt somewhat helpless. As a Formal Wizard who spent every day cooped up in that little corner of Graystone City, he really had little worth showing off besides Wizard Crystal Ore.
Fortunately, aside from resources, knowledge was the most important thing for wizards.
After a while, two young apprentices in gray robes squeezed their way over.
They both looked to be in their early twenties. The