The Treasure Pavilion.
Qin Hao stepped inside and saw five or six people selecting weapons and treasures.
Quite a few weapons and treasures sat on the Treasure Pavilion's shelves, but most were merely ordinary divine artifacts.
Only three low-grade chaos spirit treasures occupied the central display.
As for Flowing Golden Sand...
There was none in sight.
Qin Hao shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and looked at a young man dressed as a shop attendant.
"Welcome to the Treasure Pavilion, young master." The attendant was sharp-witted. Seeing Qin Hao look his way, he hurried over with a broad smile.
"Are you looking for any particular treasure, young master? From things that fly in the heavens to things that run on the ground, our Treasure Pavilion has everything."
The attendant spoke eagerly.
"Is that so?" Qin Hao wore a faint, ambiguous smile.
"Of course! Whatever you want, young master, we have it!" The attendant thumped his chest, his expression practically saying, Don't underestimate our Treasure Pavilion.
Qin Hao smiled noncommittally, swept his gaze across the hall, and said, "What I want isn't in your Treasure Pavilion's hall."
"Oh?" The attendant perked up at that, his eyes brightening with barely concealed excitement.
"It seems the treasure you want is no common-grade item, young master. Hehe, at any other time, I might not have been able to help, but right now, our Treasure Pavilion has just received a shipment of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. We're sure to have what you want."
The attendant grew excited. As an attendant at the Treasure Pavilion, he received a commission on the treasures he sold. He also knew perfectly well that the items in the Treasure Pavilion's hall...
Were actually of only modest value. Powerful experts with genuine backing would never spare them a glance. As