Before long, it was time to depart for the Mulan Prairie, and Lu Shang leisurely went to meet up with the others.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, I never expected you to be the first cultivator here after Fellow Daoist Yun and me," Marquis Nanlong said with a smile.
"Neither did I. To think someone as lazy as me would arrive so early. Could the others have called an impromptu meeting?"
"You're overthinking things, Fellow Daoist Lu. Cultivators come to this trade fair for magic treasures and spirit pills. It's only natural for them to spend some time looking," the elderly Cultivator Yun said from beside him.
Although Lu Shang more or less knew that Cultivator Yun was smoothing things over for the others, he actually caught a trace of killing intent in the man's eyes when he glanced over.
Lu Shang immediately felt puzzled.
Then Lu Shang suddenly remembered why. What a fool I've been! Isn't this Cultivator Yun from the Ghost Spirit Sect? Since they've all gone off to hold a meeting, I'll just have to kill the whole lot of you when the time comes! Like Cultivator Yun, Lu Shang let killing intent flash through his eyes for only an instant before concealing it again.
"Oh! Is that so? I'm curious about magic treasures myself. When they arrive, I'll have to ask them what magic treasures could compare to those of Revered Master Cang Kun," Lu Shang said with a smile.
"Hahahaha! Don't take offense, Fellow Daoist Lu. Seeking treasures at a trade fair is perfectly normal. They may not compare to Revered Master Cang Kun's, but everyone has their own needs. It's only natural," Marquis Nanlong said.
"Since you say so too, Fellow Daoist Nanlong, I won't ask any further. I only hope they hurry up. I'm very