"The auction will be held on the lowest peak to the west."
The yellow-clad errand boy did indeed know a great deal.
Next, Lin Changheng asked again about shops that bought secondhand goods.
There were indeed several.
Such shops enjoyed enormous profits, but their owners needed enough strength to hold their ground and handle what came their way.
There was little to speak of in terms of business acumen or capital.
But since this was a new market ward with newly opened shops, Lin Changheng had no intention of selling his stolen goods immediately. Under these circumstances, it would be easy to attract unwanted attention, especially when he was selling several second-tier spirit artifacts.
Would that not be the same as openly branding himself a "bandit cultivator" or a "fat sheep"?
It would likely bring trouble.
Before an enormous pavilion over a hundred feet tall, two figures stopped, one behind the other.
"Please look, Immortal Master. This is the Divine Materials Pavilion."
The yellow-clad errand boy in front spoke respectfully.
Lin Changheng followed his gesture. The pavilion's soaring eaves and interlocking brackets gave it a magnificent air.
A huge signboard hung high above the entrance, bearing the name "Divine Materials Pavilion" in gilded characters whose strokes danced like dragons and phoenixes. A faint spiritual glow lent it an imposing splendor.
Cultivators streamed through the towering entrance, most in the Qi Refining realm, though there were some Foundation Establishment cultivators as well. Numerous beautiful female attendants with graceful figures bustled about, serving the customers.
Standing with his hands behind his back, Lin Changheng surveyed the impressive shop, then told the yellow-clad errand boy behind him, "Wait here."
As he spoke, he tossed a spirit stone into the boy's arms.
"Thank you, Immortal Master! I'll wait outside for you!" Overjoyed, the