That was fair enough, but to put it bluntly, wasn't she simply poor?
Li Ling inwardly found it amusing, but he ruled out selling it to her outright.
A Dao Fruit containing primordial essence is hard currency in the cultivation world. If I weren't wary of that Heavenly Book I saw in my dream, and trying to avoid whatever risks might exist, I would never sell it.
But right now, even holding on to it seems risky. I still need to find someone to take it off my hands as soon as possible...
Li Ling made up his mind. At the very least, he had to exchange it for a Spirit Peak Blessed Land of middle grade or higher, or a corresponding quantity of superior spirit materials or wondrous immortal medicines.
But those weren't things just anyone could produce. He would have to find a suitable buyer before selling.
Meanwhile, eight thousand li away, the Market Ward beneath Toadmouth Mountain bustled with activity.
Today was the monthly Grand Market Gathering. With supplies replenished by shipments from afar, the market was abundant in spirit materials and fully stocked with treasures, awaiting rogue cultivators from all quarters to gather, trade, and discuss the Dao.
Even some rogue cultivators with empty purses, who could contribute little business, often chose to return to town for supplies around these few days, lest they miss the latest news.
At the entrance to the Market Ward's main street, several travel-worn cultivators dressed like rogue cultivators arrived. All were only in the Qi Refining Realm, and once they entered the crowd, they blended in like drops of water entering the sea, utterly unremarkable.
But anyone paying attention to this group would have noticed that after browsing the Market Gathering for a while, they quietly dispersed, buying and selling