He Pingsheng had never expected that an unintentional act of his would give rise to such an enormous trading hub.
In just ten years, the Trading Fair on Crimson Sunset Peak became renowned far and wide.
Naturally, the one presiding over the Trading Fair was Immortal Lord Stone Gatherer, who was at the Golden Immortal Stage.
Every trading session brought in large quantities of items. He Pingsheng copied and enhanced every third-grade and fourth-grade item among them before passing them back to Immortal Lord Stone Gatherer.
By this point, Immortal Lord Stone Gatherer could be considered aware that He Pingsheng possessed a treasure capable of copying and enhancing things.
But that did not matter!
Stone Gatherer was He Pingsheng's servant.
It was just like back in the Spirit Realm, when that fellow Jinku had also known that He Pingsheng possessed the Treasure-Gathering Basin. But he had ultimately surrendered his Heavenly Dao Slave Mark, so none of that mattered anymore.
Once a master-servant relationship was established, the rules binding it compelled them to submit from the depths of their hearts.
Everything they did placed their master's interests first.
Naturally, neither of them would betray He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng remained cautious. He only needed to keep Wen Buwan from discovering his secret.
As the Trading Fair grew ever larger, the Treasure-Gathering Basin became easy to conceal. With enormous quantities of goods flowing in and out, anyone outside the core personnel could not possibly notice anything unusual.
With everything outside left to Stone Gatherer, He Pingsheng and Wen Buwan enjoyed some peace and quiet.
In Wen Buwan's cultivation grounds, He Pingsheng stretched his arms wearily and drew a deep breath. "I'm so tired!"
"Junior sister, what are your plans next?"
Wen Buwan rested against his shoulder, bringing her little mouth close to